Shiningclan: "A New Trial"

Emberstar padded into camp, the multi-colored she-cat had gone on an early morning walk. As usual she had been up hours before the rest of the clan, planning out the day. Her paw steps were light as she noticed her clan had started to wake up and begin their day. In he mouth was two mice, she figured since she had been out so early and for so long that hunting would at least make up for her absence a little bit. She had been gone far long that she had intended to. Her Amber gaze scanned the camp from the fresh-kill pile where she dropped off the mice. Everything seemed to moving a long, there were herbs that were being taken care of. She had scented one of her Warriors Whe she was out so at least someone was hunting. With a flick of her tail she wonders if Dainwhisper had started setting up patrols. This was the only way she got the tom to talk to others was by making him set them up himself. He was a great warrior, he just had to move on. Then one day he would make a great leader.

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The multi-colored she-cat turned her head, her Amber gaze landing on her deputy. Her face lit up with a happy gleam to it. He was s trusted friend and someone she knew could be a great leader. She just had to push him a little. Emberstar was s bit older but not by much, he was like the little brother she didn't have. "Hello Dainwhisper. How goes the early morning patrols?" She asked as her tail wrapped nearly around her paws. Her voice was soft, which was not something one would expect from a leader, but when she wanted Emberstar could be very firm and outspoken. It was her usual soft ton that mad her firm side almost scary. But she tried her best to be fair and keep her clan happy, but more so she worked to keep the safe. It was easy to tell there was a small skip of sorts in his step and he looked slightly amused, like he knew something she didn't which right now he probably did. "What's the report that's got your whiskers twitching?"

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((The little brother she didn't have. Oh that line hit the feels. LOL ))

The tom approached then tilted his head slightly with a rather blunt expression. "Patrols are running as they should-with a detour for herb collecting." He softly informed. He was thinking about how to tell her without sounding very blunt, but by the looks of it; it might have already been too direct. Maybe not, he hadn't brought it up yet not one bit. "Well- it's nothing too bad." He now began as she noted him. She was on his tail, well not literally but she was there on point.
"I worked with heatherpaw in hopes of pushing her motivation for her ability in fire." He began. "It was a small push, but a big step in her confidence. We just need to keep enforcing that; thanks to sparrowfeather we safely accomplished this small stepping stone." He stated then paused. "We did have snakepaw get a little head first. The apprentice was getting a little over his head, he...well-he called out his fellow apprentice, provided more stress for the young she cat, and nearly seemed very unhappy with not recieving the once bit of attention. Heatherpaw was nearly left distraught after snakepaw's rather rude remarks.." He sighed at the thought. "I don't feel like he's ready for his warrior name-n-not yet..."

Heatherpaw took her time getting back to camp, her paw pads had been blistered from when she lost control momentarily. The cream colored she cat had learned early on that if she was startled or lost concentration her fire could hurt her just as badly as it could any other cat. She paused at the clearing, seeing Snakepaw break rocks with his earth power. The apprentice felt a pang of jealousy rise out of her exhausted stupor, wishing she had the same control he did over her powers. She didn't make eye contact with him, and instead continued on, not saying a word to him, not wanting to get into yet another fight. There just wasn't any point.
(Maybe they get in a fight?)

Sparrow feather had quickly made it back to camp, worry on the young warriors mind. He was incredibly worried about Snakepaws temper- he was worried that one day the young toms temper might get out of control and actually hurt one of his clanmates, even if it was on accidentally,

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((As to whether you guys want to start a fight or not; that's totally cool. It leads into the plot either way. ^^ Yea we been on the right track the whole time. :3 ))

((Gonna try to finish the abilities list today. :/ I been really and am really busy. >.< ))
((Also gonna add my extra chars finish their forms.))

Heatherpaw let out a squeak as a piece of rock hit her back leg, and she fought back the urge to snap something at him, instead letting out an aggravated huff and tried to walk around the clearly aggravated tom. She didn't want to get in the middle of him and his temper tantrum. How can he be older than me? She wondered, surprised at his actions.

Sparrowfeather sighed, a troubled expression on his face. "Well. Not as well as I had planned, unfortunately. What Snakepaw has in ability he lacks in patience and empathy, and where Heatherpaw is concerned.. She doesn't have the confidence to do anything with her powers...Today was a good step for her but it should have been a step taken a long time ago."

"What are you talking about?" Heatherpaw asked, her mew sounding tired, a hint of annoyance coloring it. She scooted away as another shard of rock flew near her, the cream colored apprentice not wanting to get hurt. Just because Dianwhisper helped her with her abilities today didn't mean that she thought she was better than anyone else. She just needed extra help and Dianwhisper was willing to assist. If Snakepaw was in the same position, he would be helped all the same.

Sparrow feather shook his head, "I want to discuss my worries with Emberstar," He explained, worry in his wide eyes.
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"Wh-what are you talking about? Are you mouse-brained?" She snapped, fur bristling slightly, glaring at Snakepaw, this time the stereotypical fire powered cat coming out of her. Is this what Snakepaw was actually obsessed about? She could feel warmth sprout out over her paws, but she knew she was too weak to actually use her powers. "You cornered me into the water, what else was I supposed to do? You realize that putting me in water could actually hurt me, right?" She hissed.
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"I don't hate you, Snakepaw," Heatherpaw mewed, looking genuinely confused. "Your the one who's yelling at me." She pointed out, trying her best to keep on her paws, not entirely trusting him. She looked exhausted, and she was just as exhausted as she looked.

"Because I was headed back to camp," She retorted as the fire fizzled from her paws. She watched him make a sculpture of himself and she tried her best not to shake her head in disgust- was he actually that vain? Why was he making sculptures of himself?

"What is?" She mewed, watching him in wary fascination. As he created other cats in the clan she realized this must be some sort of training excerize for his powers. She curled her tail over her paws, trying to look alert.

"Well of course it is," She muttered, not realizing how condescending she must sound. It made no sense to her why he would try all four at once- each cat had different looks, sizes, everything. He was getting a little overconfident with his powers.

Heatherpaw sighed, following with her head lowered, talking to Snakepaw took even more energy out of her than before. She finally made it back to camp, her paws stinging as she trudged to the medicine cats den, hoping that her paws weren't too damaged, she knew they where bleeding since she didn't go to the den right away. She winced, before peering into the den, "Hello?"