[Fel]

Originally Posted by meraki

Tinypaw awaited her new mentor's response as to whether or not to hunt down the prey that she'd scented not even moments before. At Dappleblossom's nod, Tinypaw averted her gaze in the direction of the scent. Her golden eyes narrowed, she darted right in the direction of the mouse, going as fast as her shortened limbs would allow; which, to be fair, was quite fast. Not knowing the first thought about how one was supposed to hunt, she sprinted after it. The mouse's ears caught the sound of her thumping paws and scurried away in the opposite direction in order to avoid the predator's sharp, white teeth. Huffing in frustration, Tinypaw continued to run after it, until it scurried into a hole that she wouldn't have even noticed if she hadn't seen the mouse go into it. With an annoyed grumble, the new apprentice turned heel, and ran back to where her mentor- and a new cat, were both loitering, simply chatting a bit. For a moment, she wondered why she hadn't scented this new molly earlier, but then the obvious answer of this molly simply being a RiverClanner struck her before she could question her sense of smell. "Hello," the apprentice meowed. "Oh, and before you ask why a kit is in the territory, I'll have you know that I a full six moons old, thanks." Tinypaw added sharply after catching her breath from doing so much running.
@fenic!

"...I'm fine." Applethorn mumbled as Dappleblossom had told her that she'd looked sick- though she didn't feel very well, she refused to admit it, knowing that it'd just be another sign of weakness towards somebody she barely even knew. However, even if Dappleblossom was a friend of her father's, she didn't seem to be rude in any way, which was a relief towards her. She wasn't interested in being snapped at while trying to get some rest in a walk in the territory, though the calico's apprentice happened to fill that spot in just as soon as she talked about it. "I didn't say anything." She huffed towards the abnormally small apprentice- though in those few words, she'd revealed a weakness- Tinypaw's was that of feeling as small as she actually was, and Applethorn's own was that she wasn't nice to anyone who showed her the slightest amount of disrespect- if somebody even flicked her tail slightly in the wrong connotation, she'd be thirsty for revenge. I wonder how well she can swim with those... small legs?