private LIVE AND LEARN &. screechpaw

DON'T YOU GIVE ME UP, PLEASE DON'T GIVE UP

even as a kit, screechpaw had a bit of a rebellious streak going for him. it wasn't a terrible thing, so long as the loyalties lied in the place that they were supposed to. shadowclan came first. silly antics could come later. and right now, shadowclan needed hunters. cats who could provide. they were quickly losing that with all the sick, and the cats who soon would be leaving for their journey.

"screechpaw. let's go."

it was pretty early. the sun hadn't even begun to peek above the horizon, but this also meant prey was many prey were either heading to sleep or waking up. moving about. prime hunting time. great time to teach an apprentice. he may not catch anything now, but he would eventually.

@SCREECHPAW
 

Excitement over becoming an apprentice and sleeping in a new den had mostly burned off by now, but some of still lingers, leaving Screechpaw to wake up earlier than he thinks he should be awake. The sun has yet to filter light into the den, so it must be early.

The dark-furred tom nestles back into the warmth of his nest, hoping to get a little more rest before his day is set to begin. Surely Chilledstar wouldn't be here to retrieve him any time soon, right?

He is - unfortunately - wrong in his thinking, the leader's voice breaking into the lull of his impending slumber. Mismatched eyes blink open, a small frown pulling at his flame-marked face as he begrudgingly rises to his paws. A nap will have to find him later, he supposes.

Sleep stings at his eyes as he emerges from the apprentice den. "Morning, Chilledstar," he greets the ShadowClan leader, a yawn escaping his maw as he peers up at his mentor.

"It's too early. Can't we wait?" Another yawn, a stretch of his limbs following suit. "What are we doing anyway?"
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    SCREECHKITSCREECHPAW, Apprentice of ShadowClan
    — Forestshade x Vulturemask
    — AMAB; He/Him
    — A black/red tabby chimera tom with mismatched green eyes.
    — Mentored by Chilledstar
    — "Speech"; Attack

    : * — His loud entrance into the world bestows upon him a name apt for the path the tom forges. As the troublemaker of his unknowingly half-clan litter, Screechpaw is bound to be known for his curiosity-led escapes and poor attendance as he steps foot into his apprenticeship.