camp the stars align | an open lesson

[BLUESTRIDE]

જ➶ Dwindlingpaw is his first apprentice. It makes him nervous even if such an emotion doesn't show on his face. Since the announcement at the meeting he has been thinking about what his first lesson will be. How he will go about training his apprentice. He wants to instill the best principles into the young molly so that she will be just in nature. Not arrogant. Shifting his paws he glances to the apprentice den wondering if the other has settled in well before the large tom gets to his paws and makes his way over. "Dwindlingpaw, come on out. I've got your first lesson to begin your apprenticeship and then we will go out to visit the borders so you know where our territory ends." He doesn't mind if others join them as he turns away to lead the path to a small shaded area. Carefully he sits, large body looming before he lays down and gives an encouraging smile. It's small but noticeable before he begins to speak of what they are doing.

"I wanted to start you on the Warrior Code and Starclan. Can you tell me what you know of both?" He asks calmly as he flicks his tail and wraps it around his front paws. He knows not all apprentices just starting out know a lot so he will entrust what knowledge he can onto his apprentice.

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[Dwindlingpaw]

⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊ The worst part about the apprentice den is that it is full of other apprentice. If she could only persuade Howlingstar to build a second apprentice den. Wouldn't that be fantastic? Fortunately for everyone, she already has a long list of obnoxious apprentices who could go like Wrathpaw. What an irritating little — 'Dwindlingpaw' at the sound of her name—the little apprentice jumped up from her nest and careful to weave though then den bouncing straight to her Mentor. Despite her earlier hateful thoughts, she has a cheerful smile. She could hardly believe it, a lesson already? She sits and ponders while her mentor lays, mulling over the small details she's picked up on the two topics over her kithood. It's not much, and her smile drops.


"Starclan is simple; that is where our dead ancestors went, and some say they are able to talk with Gentlestrom." Dwindlingpaw's tail slashes sideways; perhaps she didn't know as much as she imagined. Honestly that rumor was kinda creepy, she could help but pity the medicine cat. "The code is a long list of rules that keep the clans safe." Hmm honestly she had no idea why they were created or who was in charge of establishing the code guidelines, but she was certain that their existence was essential. "I think one of them is about kits and elders eating first, but that might just be a Howlingstar rule." She wants to admits that there are days when she is tempted to disobey the rule, her stomach not realizing that it is no longer free to do so. But her pride refuses.

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  Dwindlingpaw— She/Her ･ Thunderclan Apprentice･ PENNED BY @Ghostunes!

  ☀︎ A fluffy (LH) flame point she cat with low white and has blue eyes
  ☀︎ Crimsonsun x Shadedmoon​

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[ivorypaw]

Bluestride is a kind, even-tempered warrior, and Ivorykit feels safe approaching him. He's littermate to Palefire, who is one of her closest friends in ThunderClan. The gray-masked cat is teaching his apprentice, Dwindlingpaw, about StarClan. Ivorykit's nose scrunches in confusion. "Does everyone go to StarClan? Even..." She thinks of her mother, white pelt bloodied and torn, on the side of the Thunderpath, "...even cats who aren't in ThunderClan?"

And then the two of them are discussing the warrior code. A baffling, arbitrary list of rules, is what Ivorykit thinks... she mews, with a hint of frustration, "How are we supposed to remember all those rules? What are they for, anyway?" She looks first to Bluestride, then to Dwindlingpaw, for answers.

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• Adora . Ivorykit, she/her w/ feminine terms.
  — “speech”, thoughts, attack
  — 5 moons old, ages realistically on the 16th.
  — mentored by n/a ; mentoring n/a ; previously mentored n/a.
  — thunderclan kit. npc x npc, gen 1.
  — penned by Marquette.
  
  
  lh white she-cat with curled ears and brown eyes. compassionate, righteous, naive, idealistic, self-doubting, self-destructive.

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