Wake me up when it's over [P]

[mauki]

Wryfoot stood outside the apprentices' den, waiting for Stempaw.  When half the clans suddenly turned anti-clan, he had thought something was wrong with the world.  When a rat temporarily took over the clan, that had been pretty crazy too.  But when they made him, the inexperienced cripple, a mentor, he had known with absolute certainty that the universe had gone completely mad.  And of all the apprentices in the clan, he just had to get the most difficult.  Stempaw.  "Hey, uh, Stempaw?  Are you in there?" he asked, looking inside for the young black tom.

[♥Haуcт12З♥]

Stempaw poked his head out. "Um, what do you want?" Stempaw snapped, his tail lashing back and forth. All these older cats, these days wouldn't give him some peace and quiet. His family called him stubborn and rude, but really, they just tried to tick him off.

[chickadee]

Looked like Stempaw was his usual sunny self.  "Battle training," Wryfoot mewed, hoping that his apprentice wouldn't go so far as to conveniently "forget" about the claws-sheathed rule.  The warrior walked out of camp, his twisted paw making his gait uneven.  "Come on."

[snow spot]

"i'm coming" replied stempaw

[♥Haуcт12З♥]

(OOC: Im stempaw....)

IC: Stempaw sighed. "Ugh...not this again..." He whined, dragging his tail behind him as he came out of the den. "Fine, but by the time this is over, I better be the best warrior there is." He whined.

[chickadee]

Maybe you would be if you complained less and worked more, Wryfoot thought, but he didn't say it aloud for fear of getting draggged into an argument.  Starclan, why was he, the mentor, the one being intimidated?  He continued walking along a path that led through the mountains until he reached a large stone hollow.

[♥Haуcт12З♥]

Stempaw lousily dragged behind, not paying attention really. He was just admiring how peaceful the birds looked and why they don't have to be forced to train with other cats. Birds had such an easy life.... he thought. "Ugh...how far is it?!?" He yowled.

[chickadee]

"Oh, just get over here and you can stop walking!" Wryfoot snapped., sounding more impatient than he meant to.  Antagonizing Stempaw wasn't the smartest idea, but it did feel nice to blow off a bit of steam.

[♥Haуcт12З♥]

Stempaw hadn't seen Wryfoot yell before and to be honest, it was quite a scary sight. The cat looked mad, so Stempaw scurried over to his side. "Sorry." He mewed, under his breath.

[chickadee]

Wryfoot blinked in surprise.  Stempaw apologizing?  Either a.) he was hallucinating, b.) the universe was messing with him, or c.) his apprentice wasn't as impossible as he thought.  "Er, that's fine," the tabby tom mewed awkwardly.  "Anyway, we're going to start with sparring and then move onto practicing specific techniques.  Attack me however you can."

[♥Haуcт12З♥]

Stempaw had no idea where to start with this, so he just pummeled into Wryfoot, hoping to knock him over. Instead, Stempaw slid underneath him, giving a stinging sensation to his back. "Owwwww...." He moaned.

[chickadee]

Wryfoot tried to move away, but ended up tripping over Stempaw instead.  The warrior leapt back onto three paws, wishing that he had chosen somewhere where to ground was a little softer to practice.  "That technically worked," he mewed.  "Are you injured?"

[♥Haуcт12З♥]

Stempaw stretched his legs as far apart as they would go. "Yes...I'm fine." He snapped, standing up. "Ready?" He said, ready to pounce again.

[chickadee]

"Yes," Wryfoot mewed, taking a few steps back and bracing himself for an attack.  Hopefully this one would be less clumsy, for both of them.  "And don't ever ask that in a real fight."

[♥Haуcт12З♥]

Stempaw snorted. "Yeah yeah..." All of a sudden, he charged towards Wryfoot,bracing himself for another fall. Instead he just bumped into him, doing nothing but skid them a couple feet. "Ugh!" He groaned.