Through New Eyes ~open~

[RiiRii]

((Okay, I've been reading the last Warriors book from Omen of the stars, the last hope. I've been craving a warriors roleplay as well as writing my own and I thought; Hey! I haven't roleplayed and Rolo said about her new ideas, so why the heck not? Here I am! I'd appreciate it if you guys joined, I've missed you all. This forum needs to be lively again! Like, seriously. >.> ))

She had remembered the flames, the heat licking at her pelt and scaring her. Rolling onto her side in the heather. Her emerald green eyes gazed off at the old den, the sight of the sprouts lifting through. She heaved herself onto her stomach and slowly stood up, her lean brown fur ruffling softly in the oncoming breeze that teased with her pelt and played with the snow that fell onto the ground and covered the new sprouts of life that had been fertilized by the soil, waiting to breathe from the snow and bring new life back into the dens.

Staring around, the image of the cats dashing in fear at the fog and smoke that choked and teased at the cats senses, the apprentices fleeing. As she took steps forward, her tail lashed softly side to side and her ears perked to listen out for danger. Many moons had past, but obviously the smoke had scared and scarred the cats for life. It was a fear that every cat had to live with and was unfortunate to of been struck.

Of course, this she-cat hadn't got out all clean and safe like she had hoped. Her fur had only just recently grown back on her heels and flank. She had been scorched and injured herself in bracken, but had healed. Her muscles had finally grown back after a moon of barely eating and she had gained the weight she had lost in that moon. Animals had finally decided to make their way back into the clan camp much to the she-cats relief.

She headed down to the stream, dipping her head and lapped softly at the water - her tongue curling and grabbing water to lead it into her mouth before cleaning her lips and dipping her paws in the ice-cold water just to brush it over her ears and face. The cold sensation made her pelt tingle, and her fur ruffle slightly, but she swallowed the cold feeling down and broke some more ice around the hole where she had grabbed at the water. Leaning up, her gaze shifted around the area before Sparrowflight turned and headed back up to the den. Things were different now, a lot more open so she had to keep an eye out from all four areas, from North to South.

As she stumbled clumsily through the snow, keeping her head high and her tail high, she made sure she could see where she was going as she climbed the slope just to fall into an old rabbit burrow that had been widened due to abuse of cats running and walking over it, kits playing in it and apprentices digging at it.
As she landed with a thud in the hole, she peered up and spat out some snow and old fur.
"Mousedung." She murmured before climbing clumsily out of the hole and glancing at her snow and mud covered body. "Just when I cleaned too. Lovely."
She rasped her tongue over her pad, removing the bits of mud that stuck to her pad, she then cleaned her fur once more before heading out of the hole fully and stood up nearby, just to make sure no more cats had seen her clumsy mistake before lowering her head and sighed.

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Shadepaw scrambled through the snow, stopping briefly at a conveniently placed hole to lap up some water. He too had suffered due to the fire, his whiskers shorter and his pelt more coarse. However, as the trees would sprout and would live again, once free from the covers of snow, so would he. He was determined to make his mentor, Sparrowclaw, proud, and certain that mentoring him was the right decision. Shadepaw had felt the pressure since day one, being the deputy's apprentice, but had refused until just this second to let it bother him. He knew, that if he failed as an apprentice, Sparrowclaw would never forgive him.

After he had had his fill of the icy water, he pricked his ears at the scent of his mentor, mixed with something else... Mud perhaps, and fur. Knowing how proud the she-cat was, he decided to go and take a look, to see if there was anything he could do to help her on this snowy day.

[RiiRii]

The familiar scent of her apprentice had reached her and instantly, Sparrowclaw slunk down to see which direction he was coming from.
"Ah, Shadepaw. Do me a favor, will you help clear off this snow? There is bound to be more rabbit holes and if the kits were to fall into one, snow could cover and possibly suffocate them." She brushed her tail over the hole that she had indeed fell into herself and then turned to walk past him before turning her head to look at him.

"You also have some explaining to do." Sparrowclaw meowed sternly. "You still never told me where you were on the day of the fire." she flattened her ears, despite the scornful tone in her voice - she was actually very worried and relieved.


He was old enough to become a warrior, but with all the cats having been so busy and Sparrowclaw herself being distracted, there just wasn't any time for a warriors ceremony. Let alone she had no permission to initiate the ceremony herself. She would have to have a word with Cedarstar about her apprentices warrior celebration.

The cold sensation began to burn her paws, causing her to instinctively lift a paw up and rasp her tongue over it to heat it up just to fail as the cold began to burn her pad once more.
"Pointless, I want this snowy weather to just go and bring the sun and warmth! My pelt misses the sunny heat." she turned and licked her flank, lifting a paw up to begin moving. She placed her paws carefully on the floor, being sure to not fall down into anymore rabbit holes.