flarespark
SkyClan
Posts: 3
Rank: Warrior
Age: 19 moons
Gender: Tom
Played By: Shiny
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Post by flarespark on Jun 17, 2015 6:50:30 GMT -5
From the stories Rainpetal had told him of the old territory, Flarespark wondered why more SkyClan cats didn't come up here. It was high up and rough underpaw, like he'd heard their old camp was. He'd barely been up here for climbing for five minutes and already he felt winded and his paw pads were stinging.
That was his main goal, actually. His Clanmates, or at least the ones with SkyClan blood, all had toughened paw pads that barely felt the prick of a thorn, let alone the scrape of a stone. The first time Flarespark had come up here, he'd lasted only ten minutes before calling it quits and limping home with bleeding paws.
It had earned a bit of ridicule from the other warriors. Some called him a mouseheart and others had called him a weakling. "Everyone knows REAL SkyClanners don't give up so easily. But then, I guess you're not a real SkyClan cat, are you Flare?"
The derisive sound of his old name had caused bitter resentment to curl up in his chest, and Flarespark had vowed to himself that if hard paw pads was all it would take to earn him some respect, then that's what he'd get.
Every day since then he'd been coming up here. He didn't dare try to hunt this high up before he knew what he was doing. Flarespark wasn't stupid. That would just get him killed. He'd walk about for maybe ten or twenty minutes, then head back down and go back to camp.
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mothstar
SkyClan
Posts: 17 
Rank: leader
Age: 39 moons
Gender: female
Played By: riptide
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Post by mothstar on Jun 19, 2015 21:05:57 GMT -5
the petite she-cat made her way across the rough terrain, weaving in and out of random boulders along the way. the mountainside could get pretty rough, though being a skyclan cat, she was well-equipped for it. her natural agility also added to that. her ocean-blue eyes scanned the territory for any sight of birds. it was still engrained in her from the old territories to check the open sky for birds of prey, like hawks or eagles. she could be a lunch for one of those.
her walk shifted a bit as the landscape grew steeper. mothstar pushed her legs harder, scaling the side with relative ease. the leader's claws eventually slid out, aiding in her climb. the grass was still damp from the previous storm, and so the earth was less solid than it was normally. the burn in her muscles was a welcome one--after being cooped up in the caves, she was ready for a hunt.
mothstar stopped herself, however, when the sight of one of her warriors came into view. by his pelt she could tell it was flarespark. doing what, she wasn't sure. he appeared to be climbing a particularly steep side of the mountain, determination set in his features. she found herself silently padding over to the younger tom, her stoic gaze never leaving his form. once she reached the bottom of the rocky wall, she opened her jaws in question. "flarespark, what in starclan's name are you doing?"
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flarespark
SkyClan
Posts: 3
Rank: Warrior
Age: 19 moons
Gender: Tom
Played By: Shiny
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Post by flarespark on Jun 22, 2015 23:37:15 GMT -5
Flarespark distantly heard the flap flap flap of large feathery wings, and paid it zero mind. Not out of confidence he would be okay, but out of ignorance. He'd never had to worry about aerial threats before, even after he'd joined SkyClan in their journey.
"What are you doing?" He didn't yelp, but it was a damn near thing. Flarespark spun around with wide eyes and lost a few feet in the process. Claws came out and dug futilely into the stone, trying to find purchase. His momentum came to a halt naturally, but the damage had been done by then.
The ginger warrior lifted a paw to look at them and winced. The fall had torn some of his pawpad away and it felt like one of his claws was wrenched, but he'd get the medicine cat to check it out more fully later.
He lowered it to look at the cat who'd spoken and sighed the slightest bit. Mothstar. Of course it would be his leader who'd see him mess up. "I'm trying to build up the callouses you Clanborn cats are so proud of." he explained truthfully, shrugging a bit sheepishly. "I've already hunted for the day so I'm not shirking my duties, and cats know where I am so I'm not sneaking around."
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