Bow Down [Luna]

[Trick]

It was time for Duskpaw's first training session, and in reality Eaglefeather himself was quite hyped up for the situation. It was his first chance to train an apprentice, though he was fearful of influencing her too much or damaging her, like Badgerstripe had done to him. The spotted tom was determined to train her to the best of his abilities. If he was honest with himself, the tom was a little scared of what he himself might teach her. he waned to be someone Duskpaw could be proud to call her mentor, not some maniacal killer who murdered his father. That wasn't him anymore.

Dawn was peaking over the horizon when Eaglefeather reached the Grassy Fields. He hadn't slept a great deal the night before and had opted to make the journey early to watch the sunrise before Duskpaw arrived. Besides, he was planning to work her hard, so she needed as much of a sleep in as she could get. As he sat in the fields, the golden tom found himself wondering what type of cat Duskpaw was, he hadn't officially held up a proper conversation with her before. The night before he had briefly instructed the female to get a good night's rest then meet him for training the next morning, but that had been about it. Hopefully she wouldn't sleep in or forget. The fields weren't a great distance from camp at all, so as long as she followed his scent there was little chance of getting lost. He thought of the task as just another assessment before real training started. 

Circling his tail around his paws neatly, Eaglefeather assumed a position that was really quite normal for him, back straight, head tilted back and eyes slitted slightly to compensate for the sunlight. A great deal of the time the tom just sat and thought, he was quiet and restless by nature, becoming more withdrawn and more a pacifist when he used to love battle. If he were to be thrown into a fight now there was no doubt that he would revert back to normal, his slightly unhinged, maniacal side emerging with the battle skills his father drilled into him as a kit. Which was exactly why he avoided it. He wouldn't be responsible for hurting the one's he loved. Not again.

All this time to think by himself was getting to him. Where was Duskpaw? Blinking his eyes open, the tom scanned the area in the hopes of spotting the smaller she-cat soon.

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