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Originally Posted by Charmer

Nightpaw scampered out of the apprentices' den, padding right past the freshkill pile. She was a little too nervous to eat this morning. Today would be the day of her assessment, the next step in her journey of becoming a warrior of Shadowclan. From what she had gathered from other apprentices talking about their own, her mentor would be testing her own hunting and fighting skills to see how she was progressing. It was a grey cloudy day. More days were happening like that. The shecat's breath fogged the air like billowy clouds, and the ground of the clearing seemed to sparkle with frost. But the air was clear, if cold, and she felt ready. She didn't think she was doing perfectly by any stretch of the imagination, but she was learning. She sat on her haunch outside of the leader's den, waiting for Goldenstar to meet with her, her tail thumping the ground as the butterflies in her stomach began to beat their wings.
@.:Blue Wishes:.

(( sorry for short replies, i’m a bit tired ))

Goldenstar padded out of the leader’s den, trying to find his apprentince. The battle, Well, the battle was stressful, but he was trying his best to push past it. Spotting Nightpaw, the leader jumped down and padded over. He could tell that she was nervous, any apprentince would be. He tried to think back to his own assessment, but it was difficult. His mentor had been nice, yes, but they had had really high standards. Maybe that payed off, he didn’t know. “Are you ready?” he asked the apprentince. She had come so far since he had first met her during the flood. Now she was almost a warrior, and he was excited for her, waiting for her response quietly.