A new Dawn

[yami-chan]

Warsong

Onyx pelt flashed coolly under the intense rays
of scorching sun, her skin blistering, but the
fresh winds of speed lifting some of the distasteful
heat. Diving into reed beds, whisking over the
décor of scattered puddles and small ponds,
allowing the light spray of icy water to soak into
a hot pelt, the femme paused briefly, unable to
go any further with the intense humidity.

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Short, choppy breaths were taken, rough tongue
lolling as the stress of heat increased. Oculars
closed, feeling that if she started at nothing but
blank darkness, it would cool her off. Claws drew
red blood, canines flashed, and glowing eyes
glittered with evil malice. Warsong jolted from the
black nothing, still hearing the defiant screeches
of Rividwinter, the brute who had been captured,
the clan mate she couldn’t save.[/color]

An enraged snarl emitted from her cords, talons
breaking down withered and cracked dirt, hissing
as it stuck and crumbled between her claws. That
wolf, her triumphant features nailed into her head
forever, racing further away with her prize; it was
her fault, if she had been an ounce stronger, than
maybe the tom could be still living in the forest.[/color]

Grunting, as if dismissing the thought, Warsong
lashed her tail and began running again. Reaching
the training hollow, thoughts were focused on the
task placed ahead; Dawnpaw, her apprentice was
to be trained, and judging by the time she had
awakened the femme from her new sleeping area,
it wouldn’t be a long wait.[/color]

The broad onyx femme blinked a pair of lime green
hues, adapting her visuals to the bright light.
Brushing away the clusters of bushes that had grown
over New leaf, Warsong crouched low to the loamy
soil, chops closing with an audible snap. A new Dawn
was rising, and it fore told many great things to come.[/color][/blockquote]

[Dragon]

The.new.Dawn.rises

Tail streamed out behind the newly appointed apprentice as she made her way towards the hollow where she would begin her training. The ever burning fire that burned within her was flaring today as her excitement and energy rose. The ginger pelt flashed through the underbrush as she hoped to beat her mentor to the hollow. Skidding to a stop at the edge of the clearing she let her body suck in themuch needed oxygen. After taking a few breaths she pushed her way into the training arena her sides still heaving from her run. A black tail stuck out from the surrounding area from under a low bush. Pokign her head into the bush Dawnpaw flicked her ear to signal that she was here and ready to go. She was too out of breath to speak.[/color]

[[Museless]]

[yami-chan]

Warsong

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Chops were lifted into an amused smile, the
crooked ends wavering off, knitting deep into
onyx cheeks. The breathless apprentice had
made quite an effort to arrive at the training
hollow first, the thought pleasing her silly.
Waiting for a brief moment until Dawnpaw
caught her breath, the soot pelted warrior
prepared for the introductions and training
lesson speech.[/color]

“Hello Dawnpaw, glad that you arrived just
on time. I’m thinking we will begin with
special training; you’ll be learning affective
moves that will demand a great deal of
damage on the wolves. So, pretend that I
am a wolf, what would be the first move you
make?”[/color][/b]

Warsong rose to her paws, puffing her chest
outward in an attempts to make her look
larger than her original size. The ginger
femme had a fiery spirit, a perfect fighter to
take down a wolf, the proper training had
to be acquired first.[/color][/blockquote]

[Dragon]

Dawnpaw

Dipping her head in a small sign
of respect for her mentor, and it
was indeed...small, the fae let
her teacher's words wash over
her. For once she became a
warrior nothing would stop her.
From what you might ask? From
something that even Dawnpaw
did not know but drove her with
ferocious force.

So it was wolves this lesson eh?
The small femme thought to
herself, Well bring it on! The
apprentice let her mind clear of
any other thoughts and let her
body slowly sink to the forest floor
in a pouncing position. Closing her
eyes she breathed in, and out.
With her orbs still shut she
answered her mentor.

The first thing I would do is to..."

The small apprentice slid backwards
to become one with the underbrush.
Circling around silently she came to
her mentor's back and crept closer.
Dawnpaw was careful where she put
her paws and slowed her breathing
waay down.

"This"

The femme barely let her voice above
a whipser as she swiped out her
front paw aiming for Warsong's tendon
in her back leg.

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[yami-chan]

Warsong

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Oculars the colour of the most luminous green
traced the light steps of her ginger apprentice,
becoming more wary of her surroundings as
the young femme’s voice dwindled ever softer.
Soon even the breathing was undecipherable,
the forest eerily quiet, though limbs moved not
an inch, keeping locked and frozen as her student
learned and demonstrated her knowledge.[/color]

There. The slight pang of stinging, the flesh nicked
clean open. Dawnpaw truly knew her way around,
picking out the weakness before striking blindly,
being able to comprehend that even though her
enemy stood taller, there was always a tender spot
that would could be cut down to fitted size.[/color]

“Very good, but after you hit that spot, the wolf
cripple yes, but he will also figure out your
location. Those jaws are lordly and have a more
likely chance of hitting directly on rather than
miss. So when he turns around to snap, you have
your claws ready to blind him by scratching away
his eyes.”[/color][/b]

As if in a dance, Warsong whirled on her toes,
sheathed paws slamming down on the young
student’s head. Then ever so gracefully did she
shift her weight, gliding over the small frame,
coming to land behind her rump.[/color]

“After you have accomplished that your enemy will
be without sight. Having a good grip on the snout
you jump over him, taking another attack on the
weak point. This continues until your enemy becomes
thoroughly confused and may flee. It is important that
you avoid the mouth, because once in their hold it is
nye impossible to become free.”

“Tell me something that can be done about the jaws.”[/color][/blockquote]