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Post by мυsε★ on Jan 17, 2012 10:12:56 GMT -6
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][bg=000000] A massive splotch of gray filled the gap of the sun for a mere moment as the tom shifted forward in the morning light which had not yet risen to it's peak. It was morning whether the sun was all the way in the sky or not. The deputy was swift as he moved around the camp's core some cats already up and about like himself. The winter wind seemed to be growing fiercer; Stonybrook with his thinner pelt felt the full force of the chilly breeze.
Never the less, it was not too cold to fish. The deputy had an apprentice to train before winter ruined his attempts at the basics of fishing. Fishing in the full force of winter was tough for most and made training on in the task extremely difficult. Strong limbs lured forward into motion the strong bodice coming to the small entrance of the apprentice's den. Intense golden orbs leered through the darkness searching for the familiar form of Goldenpaw.
'Goldenpaw, awaken. It's time to learn how to fish.' The tom meowed into the den hearing it slightly echo in the small confines. The deputy was quick to remove his narrow head taking a few steps back where he plopped down hard on his rear. 'Come on now, don't you want to catch a fish? It's like the highlight of being from RiverClan..' the deputy found himself laughing at a bit at that part. Yet, it was true. Most apprentices were jumping out of their fur to learn how to fish.
within the courage
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