Bluetail
The young Warrior glanced over a pale cream shoulder at the older she-cat, and in quick thought she sucked in her lower lip behind her front teeth. She had a weakness for squirrel, had ever since she had experienced her first mouthful when she was old enough, and her mind quickly drew up a route to take her and Leopardfur to the clearing where squirrels were most abundant.
"Well..." she thought cautiously, "I need to practice my hunting skills a little more when it comes to my favourite prey. Would you mind squirrel being the prey of choice? I need to practice my speed if I'm going to be able to catch them frequently. Not many others I know of hunt them, so...I'll always know there are squirrels to eat if I master the skill of hunting for them,"
Her ears grew hot as she realised she was babbling in nervousness. Being around older Warriors made her nervous because she was afraid of looking incapable and foolish; she only wanted to do her best. But last time she tried to do her best had her entire front end of her body, head included, stuck down a rabbit hole. That was utterly embarrassing...Especially because he was there...
"Leopardfur, could you...Show me a trick or two, if that's ok?" she mumbled her enquiry, "I mean..."
She flushed a little more, and lowered her head. She began walking toward the forest with her head down and eyes averted.