[ @SpiritedWarrior ]

Wolfpaw kept his eyes and ears alert as he followed the warrior - Flameheart, if he had her name right - into the forest. This was his first time in the territory after initially being taken into camp by Sparrowstar. Some of the scenery looked familiar, but he wasn’t familiar enough to definitively say he knew where he was, or even necessarily how to get back to camp from here. He supposed that was why he needed to leave camp with a chaperone.

One would think that after being confined to the singular space of the junkyard for his entire life Wolfpaw would tolerate being cooped up in camp well - unfortunately, he had been finding it more difficult than ever to stay put after tasting the vastness of the forest. It was wild just how big the world was. Plus, it seemed this was a good way to ‘evaluate his skills’ which he had gathered to mean they wanted to figure out what he could do.

His paws flexed in the frosty soil and he looked to Flameheart, waiting for her instruction. He could do some basic hunting (after all he would have starved in the junkyard if he hadn’t learned how to catch rats and grasshoppers) but he wasn’t sure what else they would be looking for. What else did a cat need to know how to do? Fighting, maybe. Wolfpaw didn’t know if he could classify himself as a cat who knew fighting - he was good at running and evading, but actually throwing the blows was something he was inexperienced in.

[ right now i’m thinking mostly just some hunting practice so flame can get a feel of how he hunts and what he knows, but we can throw some sparring or something in their if you’d like ]