buzz off || tigerpaw's training

[prunella]

Tigerpaw was eager to get started. He was a new apprentice and although he was outwardly disgruntled and indignant most of the time, he was keen on beginning his warrior training. He had seen his mentor around, before he was apprenticed, and noticed that she was a relatively cold cat. Her name practically gave it away -- Birchfrost. Tigerpaw shrugged to himself, the tip of his tail fluttering testily as he ambled over to stand outside the warriors' den. 

It was barely dawn and Tigerpaw was looking forward to a tour of the territory, or in the best case scenario, some beginning hunting or fighting training. He wondered briefly if Birchfrost was a cat that woke up early or snoozed like a hedgehog until someone else woke her up. He settled onto his haunches, whiskers twitching.


Miss Tactical

[Miss Tactical]

Her cold aqua colored eyes fluttered open one, then the other. A wift of her apprentice caught her attention, already irritated, she begrudgingly stood on all fours, giving herself a full stretch. She looked at the tabby tom, blinking slowly. "Please do not waste my time." Birchfrost wasn't keen on being a mentor, she honestly had better things to do such as her annual meetings with Palesun it had been awhile since her claws had slashed through fur, oh how she replayed the great battle between the tribe and the clans over and over, that was a successful day. She didn't feel bad about finishing off weak cats, there was no point in keeping them around anyways, there were...well useless.

"I'm taking you to the carrion place then you are on your own kid." Her tone was like ice, she didn't really care for him. she wasn't here to baby sit, but perhaps...well perhaps he could be useful. She narrowed her eyes ever so slightly, the tip of her tail twitching as different thoughts ran through her head. "Actually I could use you....let's....let's check out IvyClan." The way her tone switched from cold to rather energetic and happy would make any cat skeptical of her intentions. With that, the long limbed, mmuscular she-cat padded towards their entrance. Boy she could train him to be the cold blooded killer like herself, a smirk slowly formed across her features, yes that was a brilliant plan.

[prunella]

Tigerpaw bit back a miffed retort. You're wasting my time, snoring like a dormouse nearly through sunhigh. He normally wouldn't have any trouble quipping back to other cats, but something told him he shouldn't press his new mentor anymore than he already has, simply by existing. He probably wouldn't even get to see the territory if he did that, and might be put on tick duty or something dreadful of that ilk. As Birchfrost blinked at him, Tigerpaw realized how cold and frosty her eyes were. Was it just the color, or something else...?

Tigerpaw raised himself to his paws, tail flicking as he resisted a scowl, "any apprentice that wants to waste time on their first day of training has bees in their brain." The striped tom rolled his eyes. Birchfrost went on, and his shoulders slunk at the thought of only going to the Carrionplace. Could this day get any more boring?

Wait.

IvyClan?

Tigerpaw blinked. Check out IvyClan? What does that mean? His ears twitched with interest, but he just let out a grunt in response, ambling along behind his new mentor. Were they going on an adventure on his first day? The thought excited Tigerpaw and he felt butterflies fluttering around in his belly.