Surf and Turf

[moonkit]

Burnedpaw had been having an okay morning. His mentor had told him to help out the elders. Which he'd done without any complaint. Until he'd been told he should go out and go hunting. Burnedpaw was nearly old enough to be a warrior now so his mentor let him go alone. To see what he could bring back to the camp.

Burnedpaw had chased a bird for a while, until it had lead him here to the half bridge. He'd walked out on it, and was looking down at the water. He was high away from the water, still there was something about it. Fish swam in the water. Burnedpaw thought about how Riverclan liked to hunt fish, he snarled a little bit. If they could do it why couldn't he?

Now he was bent over the half bridge batting at water trying to get a fish. When he should have been hunting.

[Venamu]

Two murky orbs had been watching the other apprentices and warriors, taking in what they where doing and if at any possible moment maybe he could help. A pink tongue swiped over his dark brown maw; getting all the extra trimmings from his morning meal he had just finished eating. It was a particularly delicious squirrel, normally they where stringy and such. Venompaw began to clean his rough fur, when he spotted Burnedpaw getting ordered around.

It was interesting watching the tom; he had pegged him as someone who wouldn’t want to help the Elders that much. But he shouldn’t really be judging, it was something he of all people should not do. With that said he stood up, and stretched out his small body, he was about to go find his mentor to see if there was anything training today when an Elder came up to him. His ears flickered a little as he was told to go hunting for fresh-kill, of course he accepted, and went on his way. He couldn’t disobey an Elder, but he wondered if it was ok for him to be hunting by himself.

He was not that great at hunting, Venompaw mused to himself as he failed to catch another mouse. Sighing he pawed a rock, kicking in toward the water. He did a double check, “Oops.” Cursed Venompaw, he had gone too far into the forest and was now on the boarder line of ThunderClan and RiverClan. He stepped careful toward the water in till he was only a kittenstep away from it, and lapped up some of the cool water. That when he felt the ripples of another force.

Lifting up his head toward the force he saw that it was Burnedpaw…wasn’t he suppose to be hunting? Not fooling around in the water? He cautiously he walked toward the half bridge, it was a Twoleg creation, he had only seen it once when taking a tour with his mentor. But he never had the nerve to walk on it, he licked his maw once more before he spoke softly to Burnedpaw. “Excuse me, but aren’t you suppose to be hunting?” his murky eyes staring at his fellow apprentices back.

[moonkit]

Sitting on the twoleg bridge after a while started to get tiring. He’d been sitting there, and now the wood that made the bridge was starting to stab his under belly. It really wasn’t the comfortable in the first place. The only thing that was keeping him from moving was the fact he was so stubborn. He didn’t want to leave until he’d caught a fish.

Catching a fish was proving to be much harder to do then he’d thought it would be. He frowned not happy about not being about to get this. He batted at the water as a fish swam by. He hit it and some of it came and hit him in the face. He frowned it was the same time he heard someone talking to him. He turned around to see Venompaw. Burnedpaw held back from snarling at his face he didn’t like the way that Vemonpaw had said that.

“I am.” He said looking at the other apprentice. “I’m hunting fish.” He said. Looking at water again he sighed. All the fish had disappeared. “You made all the fish go away.” He said. Really it was probably all the talking that did it. Burnedpaw lifted himself up off the bridge. Getting to his paws he turned around to really look at Vemonpaw.

“What are you doing here?” he asked looking at the cat. Wondering why he was here. Or was it just to bug him?

[Venamu]

Venompaw noted the way that Burnedpaw’s facial expression was irritable, he has probably been here for a while. His murky eyes looked down in shame, and he spoke again a little more softly; “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize that you where hunting fish,” the darker tom glanced at the water and indeed all the fish where gone. 'I thought that was called fishing...' His ears went all the way backward except for his right one which was still slightly up,

“I apologize, I didn’t mean to scare away the fish Burnedpaw,” Venompaw apologized again and he was about to step off of the bridge and continue his hunting when the lighter tom had asked him another question, he didn’t answer for a few long moments. It appeared he was trying to pick his words carefully this time, “I was asked by an Elder to hunt, I am not the best hunter and let a few mice escape, I kicked a pebble in frustration in the river… and took a few laps from it to cool off. That’s when I had spotted you, asked you if you where suppose to hunting because it looked to me that you where playing around. I then scared the fish, you spoke to me irritably and I apologized, that’s when you asked me why I was here and now here I am answering.” He stopped, Venompaw looked a little winded from speaking so much and sat down,

“Is that efficient enough answer Burnedpaw?” he asked the other apprentice, his murky eyes stared at his dark, ugly paws.

[moonkit]

Burnedpaw looked at the way that Venompaw reacted to him yelling at him. He felt a twinge of guilt, he was upset over not being able to catch any fish and Venompaw had come at the wrong time. Burnedpaw flicked his tail, “Whatever. I’ll still find something great to bring back to the clan.” He said trying to think about what he could catch. He wanted to make people look up to him, he wasn’t the greatest hunter, but he was always trying. He wanted to be the best warrior there was.

Burnedpaw listened to Venompaw. He blinked when he was done, “Do you breath?” he asked the cat talked fast. “Well I guess if your hunting we could go hunting together. After all maybe we could bring down something big if we have the both of us.” He said looking at Venompaw. “With both of us, we could bring a whole load of food and everyone would be really proud of us.” He said his eyes seemed to shine when he spoke like that. When he thought about doing something that would make the cats be proud of him. Happy to have him, the air around him changed. Suddenly he was excited and he wanted to start. They where still apprentices so they weren’t supposed to be outside of camp without a mentor after dark. Which would be quicker then they knew if they could do as well as Burnedpaw wanted them to do.

“We could go and hunt some mice. I’m sure with the both of us we should bring in a lot to show were getting better!” he said. He ran towards the end of the bridge, and looked at Venompaw. “Come on! What are you waiting for?” he asked.

ooc -thought id post while your watching cartoons. sorry this post it yucky!!

[Venamu]

The darker of the toms looked up at the lighter one in surprise; he was going to forgive him? That was awfully nice of the ill-tempered tom, Venompaw nodded in thanks. Then his murky eyes widen and he laughed a little at his fellow apprentices joke. But afterword he did sigh when he looked back toward the water. He saw shadowy figures dancing in it, ’The fish I am presuming, I wonder how RiverClan cats do it.’ he thought to himself while still keeping on of his ears out to listen to Burnedpaw, he looked back at him and smiled inwardly. The tom, from what he has observed over the little moons he’s been alive, has always wanted to do something good for his Clan. That kind of determination was something Venompaw liked in others.

He was shocked once again by the older tom, he wanted to hunt with him? The worst possible hunter in the Clan, his eyes looked to his paws again but still listened to Burnedpaw vent about how they would bring back tons of fresh-kill to the Clan and make them proud of the both of them. A slight smile came upon his maw again as he looked back up and saw a fire in his eyes, when he saw that he felt like, maybe, he too could do anything if he could as motivated at that. He swallowed down the butterflies in his stomach and nodded.

The happy air around Burnedpaw made Venompaw less intimated by the older tom, what a difference there was just a few seconds ago where he thought he’d die from just looking at the other. “Ok then Burnedpaw, sorry for me dawdling.” He apologized again and stood up, feeling his wind back in his chest. He trotted up to Burnedpaw and slightly purred a challenge, “Race you to the Clearing,” and with that Venompaw raced off, picking up dust as he ran.

OOC:: lol it’s ok, took me forever to find a map of the place, so we’re even.