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The black she-cat glanced up at the golden disc that hung in the sky. They were late. She ground her teeth behind closed lips, green eyes narrowing. Were they testing her? Did they not believe that despite their young age she wouldn't put them through Trial? She scoffed to herself and stood, looking at the tom that sat beside her.
"Come on. They know where to meet us. Besides, this'll be a good taste of their tracking ability." Who said a crash course wasn't the perfect teaching instrument? Turning, she padded out of the encampment and toward the hills.
Post by Honeystorm on May 16, 2019 20:55:49 GMT -5
There as a certain amount of irony that Cerys, of all the Kadets, would be the first to arrive. Of course, only one of the five cats in the group wasn't dedicated to Tiveronah, and it wasn't him, which perhaps had something to do with it. Now, that left the Kadet with a choice. He could clearly scent Loki and Thoren, and though he couldn't see them, presumed he wasn't too far behind. But, did he really want to go? By leaving him alone, that gave him the chance to consider ditching the training session altogether. This was only bolstered by the fact that no one else was around to stop him. Maybe no one else would show up. They were taking their sweet time as it was.
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Post by simplylight on May 24, 2019 14:14:22 GMT -5
He was a Devonei dedicate, but that did not make him any more on time than the rest. Sevilin's relationship with the god was fond, yet tense. He loved order just as much as the next follower, but only if it was him giving the orders. Orderly chaos, some would call it. The light brown tabby was the next to arrive. His face was masked with indifference and paws deliberate as he slowly made his way to Cerys' side. "What a bother. They aren't even here." He sighed with a flick of his tail. "They probably expect us to search for them. How irritating."
Overhearing Sevilin's whine and sensing Cerys's annoyance, a smirk crossed Daedalus' face as he passed the two of them by, turning to walk backwards down the path, his gaze fixed on the two kadets as he drifted away. "You can either sit there and complain – which won't help anyone not want to smother you, by the way, if that's what you were thinking – or you can actually follow through. Besides," his eyes flashed in excitement, though his facial expression gave nothing away; he was a dedicate of Tiveronah and enjoyed the hunt, "I'm sure if you two decided to continue to sit there and not meet them, they'd fail you automatically. Enjoy being kadets for the rest of your lives!" He grinned and turned, dashing away, following his nose. They wouldn't be far; Cerys and Sevilin doubted their tsar, but he knew better. He saw that wicked gleam in her eye. This was a test.
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Post by uniqcrim on Jun 12, 2019 19:31:50 GMT -5
Thoren nodded and followd Loki - his tsar, mate, and best friend all wrapped up in to one. He could guess as to many of the things she was thinking and decided to just follow along without questioning it too much. She would expect a great deal from these Kadets and he did not blame her, even a podarok should be able to follow a simple scent trail.
