[Quasar]

Shallowshiver | she/her | @littlelove

The large she-cat stepped out of the warriors den, a small yawn leaving her. How late in the day was it? It was definitely before sunhigh, so at least she hadn't slept in too much. Stretching out her limbs one by one to rid them of their soreness, she popped her neck and shoulders before continuing on. What should she do today? It's not like she really had an apprentice to train. Huffing lightly to herself, she sat down in the shade and began grooming her thick fur. Maybe she could take her daughter out training? They hadn't been all that close, sadly, so she wanted to at least try to mend their frankly patchy relationship.

As Shallowshiver finished grooming herself, she got up and started glancing around the clearing in search of Cinderpaw, seeking out the familiar grey pelt. The mollies large ears perked slightly as she picked out the smaller she-cat from the rest of the clan. She...didn't seem to be doing anything important, so Shallowshiver decided to pad over. Its not like she would really be interrupting anything. Clearing her throat, she tapped the apprentice on the shoulder and offered a warm look, "Cinderpaw, do you have any training plans today?" she asked, her gruff voice slightly more gentle than usual.