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Originally Posted by Panic! (at the Disco)
@ Duststorm
Summitpaw
An oriental longhair sat by the entrance of camp. She was tall for her age, 9 moons. Her fur was groomed neatly and her yellow eyes conveyed annoyance. In Summitpaw's mind, she didn't even need training. She was perfect enough as it was. She was sure she was probably going to dislike this cat. Of course, she hadn't even met her mentor, but she was already determined to be stubborn with them if they wanted to act like they were better than Summitpaw.. or if they were simply against her views. Summitpaw kept her pelt smoothed and waited, her paws kneading the ground below her as she huffed. The hot-headed, rebellious apprentice hated waiting, but she couldn't take off without her mentor. |
Nightbreeze padded into the clearing, her head high as she approached the apprentice. The warrior was excited to do her first training with them - although she was a bit strict, the few past apprentices she had trained were all fine warriors now. The molly offered a curt smile as she stopped in front of Summitpaw and dipped her head. "Sorry I'm a bit late. Are you ready to go?"