|StormClan|A Warriors RP| Accepting

[Wolvine]

Kitewing looked up at the sky, pleased that it had stopped raining, at least for now. Walking out of the Warrior's den, he walked over to the Apprentice's Den, stepping over Newtkit, who was grappling with some moss. The poor kit must be lonely, being the only kit in the Nursery. "Littlepaw?" he called. It was strange, being Littlepaw's mentor. They had been apprentices together, and he'd only agreed to take the place of her old mentor, who'd died, because he knew her.

[The Fallen Soldier]

{Littlepaw}
I poke my head out of the apprentices den. "You wanted me Kitewing?" I ask him with a smile, it had stopped raining now.

[Wolvine]

"Erm. Yeah. We should go out and pretend I'm actually teaching you something." How old was Littlepaw now? It couldn't be long before her warrior ceremony was due. "How's some fighting practice sound?"

[The Fallen Soldier]

{Littlepaw}
"Awesome!" I say as I push my way fully out of the apprentices den, shaking scraps of moss from my nest off my pelt. I smile as I stand next to him, wanting to get going.

[Thunder.]

Wolfsnow;
Warrior;

"Riverice? Let's get back to camp. They might be missing us," Wolfsnow mumbled through vole fur. He had caught five of them.

[The Fallen Soldier]

{Riverice}
"Yeah. Lets go. I think I got the fattest." I say showing him my fattest vole that I caught with a playful smile.

[Wolvine]

Kitewing gave a short pirrup of amusement at her eagerness, a vast contrast to other apprentices, such as Windpaw, who he could see was still snoozing in his nest. "Let's get going then," he said, turning and heading out of camp.

[The Fallen Soldier]

{Littlepaw}
I follow him out, smiling and keeping pace with him on my long warrior-like legs easily.

[Thunder.]

Wolfsnow;
Warrior;

"Well, your thought was wrong," Wolfsnow meowed, showing Riverice his best catch.

[The Fallen Soldier]

{Riverice}
I hiss playfully as I snatch the kill, placing my paws over mine as I tease him with his catch in my jaws.