Grayheart stalked over to the apprentices' den. He was less than grilled to be training an apprentice. Apprentices were just bigger kits, in his opinion. But he wanted to make a good impression, so he woul just train this cat, make to his warrior ceremony, then just forget him. Simple.
"Clearpaw!" He called into the apprentices' den. "Get out here! We are doing training! Now!"
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