Warm today. Good for sunning. Mountaintalon had been spending the last several minutes in a patch of sun, dragging his tongue over his pads as he surveyed the clearing thoughtfully. His recent promotion had given him a lot to think about. Did he care about the jump in status? No, not really. Certainly not in the way the others did, at least. They saw it as a goal. He saw it as opportunity.
New rank or not, he hated sitting around in camp all day. The Clan was recollecting itself after the rapid shift in high ranks and he didn't want to stand out like a sore thumb. Neither did that little blob of gray fur on the opposite side of the clearing, he figured. With a snort, he pushed himself to his paws and crossed the stream.
"Drizzlepaw," he grunted.
"Since you don't seem to be doing anything of importance, I'm taking you out for training."
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