Wakey Wakey! {Closed for Fallowpaw}

Morningfog waited expectantly not too far from camp, her tail curled as she laid in the sun. She had told both of her new apprentices that they would be meeting her out of camp. She figured she'd trust them with that much at least. They weren't going to dive into the gorge immediately after leaving the nursery... Would they? The she-cat hoped not.

Fallowpaw, sleek-furred and bright-eyed, arrived at her mentor's paws immediately. "Morningfog," she purred formally, trusting her mentor with everything she had. She let a wide smile work it's way onto her face. "Nice to see you." For a moment, her blue gaze met Morningfog's, however, she tore it away from the brown tabby's face to scan the area for Porcupinepaw. "Let's wait for Porcupinepaw," she said.

OOC: I'll make a separate one for Porcupinepaw later.

Morningfog stood up and smiled looking across the territory. "I don't want to take you near the river yet, with the river swelling.. But I can take you to a stream nearby, I bet some fish were washed into them. Easy hunting if they got stuck.." The she-cat began, "Maybe I'll take you to Fourtrees today as well.. But, we should focus on our territory first."

Fallowpaw stepped lightly and elegantly beside her mentor, listening carefully to each word, and smiling as well. "Alright!" She said, eyes bright with enthusiasm. She followed Morningfog near to the stream.

Morningfog chuckled, "You must be excited. Let's see.." She padded closer to the stream and looked downstream, some small fish splashed ungracefully and a vulture was high up in the sky, hinting at the possibility of other stranded fish. "I was right!" She purred happily.

Fallowpaw waved her tail, claws unsheathed. She slashed at the fish awkwardly and impatiently, killing one in a single unbalanced swipe. She smiled as a bit of blood leaked from the gash, and she glanced at her mentor. "See?" She exclaimed. She ducked her dusty brown head around, looking for others. She saw them, but immediately returned her gaze to her mentor, continuing. "I killed one!"

Morningfog nodded and smiled. "Do you know where to stand when you are catching fish?" She asked as she sat back on her haunches waiting for an answer.

Ooc: Sorry for not replying. I didn't see your comment!

Fallowpaw anxiously spotted her shadow peeking over the water's shore. She scrambled back, dirt covering her wet pelt and transforming it into a sort of slimy speckles on her light fallow fur. She winced, looking up. "No..." she said nervously to the she-cat.

OOC: It's okay!

Morningfog smiled and looked over apprentice. "Ah, don't worry. It's simple really. Just find a comfortable way to fish while keeping your shadow from the water." The she-cat mewed cheerily, Fallowpaw was an oddity. Most of RiverClan moved in fluid motions, light-footed. Fallowpaw was clumsy and a bit awkward at times but Morningfog was nearly a mirror of the same traits. She was a bit jumpy still, she had no experience with StarClan and her pelt wasn't the common silver or gray. The two worked out fine even with those details.

Fallowpaw then did something rather unexpected. She bent down, crawling forwards at a leisurely pace. She peered into the whirling water. There was a rather small pike, with narrow jaws and fangs as sharp as knives. She grinned, plunging her paw into the water. Gleefully she did so, however, the pike was swift. Its jaws lunged forwards, biting Fallowpaw's paw with unexpected force. She let out a small yowl, tugging back harshly at the sting. She staggered backwards, blue eyes wide. "What was that?" Fallowpaw asked, shivering.

The warrior's fur rise as her apprentice yowled. She moved to her side and looked at her paw. "You must have been bit.. Is it bleeding? I don't want you in the water if it is." Morningfog mewed soothingly.

A few red drops, as bright as the skin of deathberries, dripped off of the young she-cat's small paw. "Yeah..." She sighed. "But I can still fish!"

"No, Fallowpaw, if it gets infected you won't be able to do most things. Let's stay on land for now, okay?" She mewed softly.

"Gah... Okay." Fallowpaw said with defeat, lifting her paw as a few drops splashed into the water. It was tinted a blood-red, swirling around like a raging sandstorm. She gazed, horrified, at the drops in the water, only because it was her own. She shrugged it off.

She purred and scented the air for anything, her tail twitching as Fallowpaw's bite covered most other scents. "Don't worry, I'll take you out fishing again. Maybe next time away from any biting fish.."