○This Leaf-Bare○Mythclan○ACCEPTING○

[.Vulpeli]

Whitesparrow slowed down quite a bit for her apprentice and looked back at her, smiling "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been running so fast. But when I'm done training you, you'll be even faster then me!" She purred enthusiastically, trying to encourage Cherrypaw. She stopped just before the border with Legendclan, "Scent the air here, and tell me what you smell."

Wolfstripe padded out into the forest with his apprentice, and stopped in a small clearing, looking back at her. He'd already scented a mouse in the air, and wondered whether or not she would pick that up as well. He waited though, watching her to see if she would.

[sparrow;]

((Recap?))

[Dia.]

{{any55, there are a bunch of patrols out and a lot of cats are training. Check the list for your cat's mentors too.}}

Fawnstar felt the corners of her mouth twitch slightly as she tried to surpress a smile. "I guess it has." She twitched her tail and blinked her pale green eyes. "She wishes that it be kept a secret from the clan." She nodded and fell silent for a moment. "I need to talk to Blizzardtail later to tell him that he is the leader until I have our kits and they grow older. Then I'll call a meeting."

Oakpaw jumped to his paws, scraps of moss dangling from his pelt. He shook his fur out, trying to free himself of the stray bedding. It was no doubt that he was embarassed for sleeping in so late. He clenched a yawn between his jaws, not letting it escape his muzzle. "Alright, I'm ready!" He watched Hailfrost with his good eye.

[Guest]

Mink quickly blinked the sleep out of her pale light blue eye as she awoke. She stood up and stretched as the renewed energy reorder through her stiff tense muscles. Her tiny claws flexed as she cleaned her pelt of any stray bit of bedding and smoothing down the longer patches of fur, trying to also relax her unease. She looked about, her only eye scanning the area around, her Ginger flecked White ears back with nervousness before she stepped ou of her nest, relaxing slowly after a moment.

[Toadalicious]

Cherrypaw smiled tentatively, and, looking a bit more confident than before, trotted forward a few steps to catch up with her mentor.

A tail-length from reaching her, the small tabby she-cat tripped over a root and fell flat on her face, making Whitesparrow's words seem even more ridiculous than they had before.
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Honeypaw glanced nervously at Wolfstripe, carefully analyzing his relaxed posture and strangely expectant -- almost... coaxing -- gaze. He expects something of me, she realized, her eyes widening and her form teetering slightly as the thought came to her.

Her pelt ruffled slightly around her shoulder blades, the small she-cat opened her jaws -- rather hastily, I might add -- and let the sweet, damp odor of the forest wash over her scent glands. What? What does he want me to find? She was becoming desperate; her skin was hot beneath her pelt; her claws leaving deep ruts in the sodden earth beneath her paws as she extended them, slightly panicky. Screw it, she decided, deeply annoyed with herself. I'll just have to guess. "Er... shrew?" She mewed uncertainly, wincing slightly as she anticipated his answer.

[[ Oh, Honeypaw. ♥ ]]

[.Vulpeli]

Whitesparrow's eyes widened and she quickly headed over to her apprentice to help her get back to her feet. She licked a spot of mud off of Cherrypaw's cheek and and sniffed her over to make sure she wasn't hurt. "Are you alright?"

Wolfstripe watched Honeypaw as she scented the air. He was glad she realized what he wanted her to do, but noticed her having trouble. He looked at her intently and tilted his head a bit, "Close, try again. Really focus hard. When you scent for prey, ignore the scent of the plants and forest, and other cats who are with you. Focus on other scents in the air that are different from normal. It helps to remember what all the fresh kill smells like too you know."

[Becca The Monster]

HailFlower looked around, "SagePaw?"

[Hopping Rox]

Twitch smiled sadly, and nodded his head. "Thank you," he murmured, inching closer to Shrewclaw. The old tom found he was comforted by her. He figured any cat would be relaxed and comfortable around Shrewclaw. She was kind and understanding. Even just her mere presence would most likely calm a cat. Twitch gently took his paw back and tucked it neatly under his chest. "Enough sadness," he rasped, attempting to lighten the mood. "Let's talk 'bout something else. Unless you'd rather do something else," the old tom added quickly, in case Shrewclaw didn't feel like talking.

[sparrow;]

Tawnypaw called for her mentor, Shazyheart, while Stormpaw searched for Iceclaw.

[Dia.]

Iceclaw strode through the snow behind Stormpaw. He twitched his tail tip, "Are you ready for some training?" He asked, flicking his ears.