Post by Kaeldra on Mar 19, 2023 2:21:44 GMT
Day 10 of the Thunder Moon 2021 (July 18, 2021). Nearing dusk.
Noctus || he/him || 39 moons
“Again!”
Noctus sighed. He’d agreed to do some extra training with Lilypaw, the young she-cat citing a need to sharpen her skills. He knew she was chafing at the fact she hadn’t gotten her warrior name yet, and so he’d agreed, partially so she could blow off some steam. But they’d been practicing since sunhigh, and her moves were becoming sloppy with exhaustion. Even so, her eyes burned fiercely as she lashed her tail, demanding another try at the move they were practicing.
“Lilypaw,” Noctus started gently. “I think that’s enough practice for one day. You can barely stand.”
His daughter hissed angrily.
“No! I need to keep practicing! I need to prove to Shellspots that I’m just as good as Spiderpaw, and Bayou, and Minnowpaw, and everyone else!”
The black tom stepped closer and sat beside her, managing to lick Lilypaw across the head once before she pulled back, shaking herself irritably.
“You don’t have to prove anything,” he assured her, and when she looked skeptical he continued, “And anyway, it’s about time we got back to camp. We can practice more some other time.”
Lilypaw let out a huff. “Fine. I’ll see you there.”
Without waiting for a response, she turned and disappeared into the trees. Noctus watched after her but didn’t immediately follow, sighing again and wrapping his tail over his paws. He knew this wasn’t sustainable, that eventually she would burst, but he didn’t know what to do.
“Again!”
Noctus sighed. He’d agreed to do some extra training with Lilypaw, the young she-cat citing a need to sharpen her skills. He knew she was chafing at the fact she hadn’t gotten her warrior name yet, and so he’d agreed, partially so she could blow off some steam. But they’d been practicing since sunhigh, and her moves were becoming sloppy with exhaustion. Even so, her eyes burned fiercely as she lashed her tail, demanding another try at the move they were practicing.
“Lilypaw,” Noctus started gently. “I think that’s enough practice for one day. You can barely stand.”
His daughter hissed angrily.
“No! I need to keep practicing! I need to prove to Shellspots that I’m just as good as Spiderpaw, and Bayou, and Minnowpaw, and everyone else!”
The black tom stepped closer and sat beside her, managing to lick Lilypaw across the head once before she pulled back, shaking herself irritably.
“You don’t have to prove anything,” he assured her, and when she looked skeptical he continued, “And anyway, it’s about time we got back to camp. We can practice more some other time.”
Lilypaw let out a huff. “Fine. I’ll see you there.”
Without waiting for a response, she turned and disappeared into the trees. Noctus watched after her but didn’t immediately follow, sighing again and wrapping his tail over his paws. He knew this wasn’t sustainable, that eventually she would burst, but he didn’t know what to do.
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