[open] hunting or traning?

[krislind]

Duststone walked out of the camp, he needed to hunt. He walked throught some brush and found a mouse pass his way. He quickly prounced on it and killed it in a instant. She took a big bite of the mouse.

[echo]

Scourgepaw

The young cat padded out of camp, sniffing the air experimentally. Duststone's scent filled his nose. Scourgepaw glanced up as he saw his mentor vanish behind a screen of tall grass. I haven't had a training lesson in awhile, he decided. I should go and ask him.

The black apprentice hurried after the older cat. "Duststone," he meowed. Scourgepaw followed after his mentor, tail waving. Scourge had told him to try to recruit Starpaw, but so far he hadn't had a chance to talk to her. He couldn't wait to learn something new from his dead father, despite his regret that his hope of them trusting him was in vain. So far it hadn't happened yet, but Duststone was his mentor to, so he would still get some training done.

[krislind]

Duststone

Duststone quickly turned as he heard his name. "Yes scrougepaw... Let me guess you want to have a lesson?" he meowed He could tell that their was something bothering scorgepaw. he let it pass. dustsone quickly gulped down the last part of his mouse. he was know read to teach scorgepaw a few things about the warrior hood and about starclan...

[echo]

Scourgepaw nodded. "Of course!" He sped up his pace until he was closer. "What are we going to start with?"

[krislind]

Duststone

Duststone thought for a moment. "What do you want to start with: Hunting or Fighting" he meowed. I wounder if he will chose fightning. Oh I hope he would not be like his father. he brushed of the thought. "So what do you want to do?"

[echo]

Scourgepaw thought for a moment. Scourge wouldn't be able to teach him hunting in the Dark Forest. I don't think any prey would want to live in that place. The apprentice looked into Duststone's eyes, and immediately saw the suspicion lurking behind his eyes. For a moment, he felt a pang of hurt. He brushed it off. Oh, stop. They'll never trust you completely--nothing new there, he scolded himself. Get over it.

Scourgepaw shook it away. At least I'm starting with hunting. "Hunting," he replied, keeping his voice steady.

[krislind]

"Okay, then we will start with hunting for today." Duststone said with a big smile. "Show me your stalking postion, please."

[echo]

Scourgepaw

He nodded quickly. He'd seen plenty of warriors and older apprentices hunting and what they did. Trying to remember everything they'd done, Scourgepaw pressed himself onto the ground. He kept his tail and belly fur a few whisker-lengths away from touching the grass to avoid the rustling sound when things brushed against it. Carefully, he took a paw step forward, placing it back on the ground as silently as he could. After a few more steps, Scourgepaw glanced up to look at his mentor. "How's that?"

[krislind]

Duststone nodded aprrovenly. "Good, Good, just make sure not to get to close to the growned, you might make some noise. Know stand right here," He drew an X in the dirt. "and tell me what you smell."

[echo]

Scourgepaw

Scourgepaw stood up from his hunting crouch and stepped onto the X that Duststone drew. He opened his mouth and tasted the air thoroughly. It was mixed with his own scent, his mentor's, the plants, and several prey. He sorted through them, deciding that it was a mouse and a shrew. "Well," he began. "There's me, you, plants, and I'm pretty sure a mouse and vole some where over there and over there." Scourgepaw pointed his tail at a tree stump a few fox-lengths away and then at a nearby. "Am I right?"

[krislind]

Duststone Took one big breath of air. He could smell: Him, scourgepaw, the mouse, and the moll. Their was something else in the direction of North East. Something unusual, something he did no. "Good, But point your noise In that direction, I think you missed something." Duststone pointed in the direction of North East.

[echo]

Scourgepaw

He did as he was told. It puzzled him. Curious, Scourgepaw looked at his mentor. "What is it?" he asked. He had never smelled it before. His pelt rose. What if it's a predator? He unsheathed his claws, scanning the area warily with his pale blue eyes.

[krislind]

"Steady now..." Wispered Duststone. He went into a deep stalking position and slowly walked passed a tree and under some brush. He flicked his tail to moition Scorgepaw to follow.

[echo]

Scourgepaw

The small black cat crept after the older warrior, his eyes narrowed. He strained to hear every sound, even the smallest. As the mysterious trail grew fresher and stronger, Scourgepaw realized that it wasn't a pleasent smell. He wrinkled his nose at the odor, but kept quiet. Whatever it is, it sure smells as if it hasn't washed in moons!

[krislind]

Duststone quickly relized that he sould not have noticed this creature. Duststone walked throught the last of the brush. Suddnely a green fog came from the animal. It sprayed both the cats, it smealed horrible. Duststone quickly turned to Scorgepaw and started to giggle. The creature which is a skunk, quickly head for some brush.