[Midgefur]

[ooc: @Lefty the bear
No hurry, I'm going to a big family dinner soon.]

Feathery tail sweeping gently over half-melted snow and withered bits of leaf and grass, Snailflower left the protected clearing of camp and trotted out towards the training moor. She occasionally stopped to glance over her shoulder for Bluepaw, but just in case the younger cat was running late, she stopped on the top of a short hillock to wait. The slushy rain from the storm had subsided for the moment, but a sniff of the mild air relayed only the smell of more humidity on the horizon- they would probably get a good downpour during the night.

A little nervous at the aspect of training her first apprentice, the chocolate she-cat couldn't help but fidget a bit, only to disguise it with stretching. Leaning back, Snailflower rolled her shoulders and tossed her round head to the side with a quiet crick. Hopefully Bluepaw wouldn't mind if they just worked on hunting, with so many wounded and drenched cats from what was meant to be the gathering, there were a lot of hungry mouths to feed.