private YOU BREAK WHAT YOU WANT [ burnstorm ]

[beetlepaw]

"Alright, I get it!"

Beetlepaw's shout splits the air as Burnstorm was, yet again, correcting his hunting crouch. It had been a few moons since he had been apprenticed, and Beetlepaw had yet to catch anything. He was sure his father was deeply annoyed with him, but he couldn't find it in himself to care. Eyes narrowed and he snapped his gaze towards his father, leaving the crouch to stand up straight. His muscles ached and his ears were pinned backwards, accusing looks taking over that of deeply annoyed ones.

His chest heaved with effort as he slung his vision away, words tumbling out of his mouth that he couldn't keep shut. Not like he could keep it shut when they came back from Skyclan's border, either. "You're always nitpicking. I'm fine. I'll figure it out on my own." He responded. "Keep your paws here, bunch your muscles that." His tail snapped with irritation, and a long sigh of exasperation followed. Did he feel bad? Maybe a little bit. That was his father, after all, the blood in his veins were his fathers and all that.

Beetlepaw couldn't find it in him to care too much more then that right now, though. He dropped back into a hunters crouch again, still rough and without taking any of the advice his father had just given him.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ┌── KEEP YOUR APOLOGY ⋅❁⋅ GIVE US MORE DETONATION ──┐‎

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• BEETLEPAW he/him, apprentice of thunderclan, nine moons.
  ⭃ LH black smoke with bright green eyes. growing into a very broad and built tom-cat, mirroring his father's build. of average height, with a shit-eating grin more often then not.
  ⭃ being mentored by burnstorm / / mentoring no one
  ⭃ no romantic interests / / BURNSTORM X ROEFLAME - sibling to dovepaw and littlepaw, adoptive sibling to hopepaw and coalpaw
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[BURNSTORM]

At Beetlepaw's tone, his eyes immediately narrow. Its true, the ammout of time that had passed since his sons apprentice ceremony that he had yet to catch it was beginning to get alarming in his mind. What if Beetlepaw never caught anything? He would not be sending his own flesh and blood into warriorhood not being able to catch his own prey. Stars forbid. It's why they're here now, without Coalpaw. "Extra practice" he had grunted, golden eyes flickering with worry. But he could tell his son was getting frustrated as well and he could not say he blamed him. Still, the words make his pelt twitch.

'You're always nitpicking" Beetlepaw accuses and the shaded warrior cannot help the snort that flies from his nostrils. "I'm your mentor Beetlepaw, its my job to nitpick" he says, voice gruff but lacking any of the frustration he feels in this moment. Was it him? Was he a bad mentor? Was he doing something wrong?

He watches as he drops into a hunters crouch again, the exact same as before. In one ear and out the other is where his advice had gone. Burnstorms pelt ripples with undisguised irritation "Have I been speaking to a pile of brambles all day?" he finds himself asking, a snarl taking shape on his features. "Do it the way I taught you Beetlepaw or the only thing you'll be catching is extra tick duty"

( ☼ ) Darling, I'd go through it again

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  BURNSTORM THUNDERCLAN LEAD WARRIOR ; HE / HIM ; BROTHER TO MORNINGPAW, MOONWHISPER, HOWLFIRE, FIREFLYGLOW, SKYCLAW & DUSKBIRD ; MATE TO ROEFLAME ; FATHER TO DOVEPAW, BEETLEPAW, AND LITTLEPAW
  

  A large, sharp tongued, tom with long black fur and golden, oval shaped, eyes.

  ✦ Difficult in battle. A skilled fighter + fights honorably
  ✦ Mentoring Beetlepaw and Coalpaw
  

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[beetlepaw]

It's my job to nitpick. Beetlepaw turned his head away, then back towards Burnstorm only moments after finding the hunters crouch again. Okay, so maybe he was right about that- but the sentence that he returned with after the first made his fur prickle, green eyes narrowing at intense goldens. The snarl on his father's face is briefly terrifying. For a moment, he is a tiny ball of black fur, standing before a mountain of a lead warrior. Anger flared and he stood upright.

Before he could stop himself, he was standing nose to nose with his father, eyes narrowing at him. Shoulders heaved up and down, and he simmered. Burnstorm watched it happened before his eyes. Beetlepaw's eyes slightly widening before narrowing again as he turned away, taking a brief moment to stand and breathe. Oh, it got him so irritated to have to stand there and listen to his father nitpick and command and utter each movement he should take, but... his head turned, looking for a moment.

He speaks, tone bullheaded and quietly angry. "I despise tick duty." Indeed, the only thing that made him more upset then his father getting upset with him was tick duty. Mouse bile could go straight back to wherever it came from, because honestly, it was disgusting. One of those chores that he passed off or traded to another apprentice if he could stand it. And when he dropped into the hunters crouch again it was... better, but far from perfect. His weight was lower, and tail held off the ground but not high. His front paws were still spread too far apart, but it was improvement.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ┌── TELL ME DOCTOR WHATS THE CURE ⋅❁⋅ FOR THE WICKED MANS BLUES ──┐‎

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• BEETLEPAW he/him, kit of thunderclan, nine moons.
  ⭃ LH black smoke with bright green eyes. is growing into a very broad and built tom-cat of average height, mirroring his father's build. has a nick in his right ear and a new scar on his muzzle.
  ⭃ not mentored yet / / mentoring no one
  ⭃ no romantic interests / / BURNSTORM X ROEFLAME - sibling to dovekit and littlekit, adoptive sibling to hopekit and coalkit
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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