[Angelia]

Originally Posted by BEAR.

D..ea..death? Wolfhive didn't think the kid looked very dead, he seemed pretty standard for a young apprentice. He supposed if he were dead that'd explain the speech difficul... oh, he probably meant deaf.

Wolfhive wasn't really sure what to do about that, 'cause he hadn't heard anything about training deaf cats. Did Bumba even know? "Well, let's do our best to work with that. Follow me, stay close by. We aren't going far from camp but I don't want you getting lost." With no training, that meant Whitepaw probably had no real experience outside of camp... Wolfhive figured they'd start with hunting, see how that went.

He beckoned Whitepaw to join him as he started toward the entrance. If Whitepaw caught on, great; into the forest they'd go.

Whitepaw nodded, but he couldn't catch all the words the cat said. "Swoh dohwn speahking pweahse?" he asked politely, as he followed Wolfhive obediently. "Ahnd Ih doahn gehd losd eahsy, myh nohse mahkes uhp fohr myh eahrs."