She/her - 8 moons
Short grey molly with a darker stripe and amber eyes
The collector - Heightened perception (smell) - Hulk SMASH
"Hehehhe"
A playful, almost mischievous grin cracked over the apprentice's face as Plakit jumped, even if she had neither noticed that she was quiet (it was pretty usual for her) nor that the kit hadn't spotted her yet. She brushed off the moss from her belly fur before rolling over so that Palekit was no longer upside down.
"Oh, one month?" No... no, he had been a baby when she left the nursery, that wasn't possible. She blinked, blinked again, and studied the kit for a moment.
"Dang..." then her thoughtful expression twisted into one of (slightly exaggerated) uncomfortableness.
"dude I'm getting olllddd! Like Ill be 9 when you become Palepaw. Well it's good that you're looking around you know, you need to secure a good nest-place in here!"
"Oh yeah, being an apprentice is great! Like you get to walk outside of camp with a babysitter but still and learn like a bunch of new things. ...the one thing I don't like is that you need a warrior with you to go outside, and also to like get to learn anything. That's why Im in here now instead of running around out there - no one is around to give me more lessons." Not that she needed to learn anything else, but she was probably still too young to become a warrior.
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