[Fuzzy]

Originally Posted by RedHead

Flintspirit was normally very aware of lost of his surroundings. But he got so caught up in looking at the forest around him that he jumped when he heard a voice beside him. His fur fluffed up and he was now standing on all four paws after having jumped, his big green eyes wide and blinking as he took in the cat who’d talked. Upon seeing a very small brown she-cat. Flintspirit stood straight, trying to compose himself. “Uh. Hi Minkpaw.” He meowed, clearing his throat as to try and make himself sounds composed. “You’re not late at all. Perfectly on time.” He flicked his tail, taking in the young feline a bit more than he had when he’d briefly spoken to her. She looked young, probably only seven moons or less. I’ll probably have to teach her from the start then. He gave the young she-cat the most genuine smile he could, “care to quickly tell me what you’ve learned so far?” His meow was stronger than it had been right after his moment of surprise, which he was grateful for. He didn’t want Minkpaw to view him as some scardey cat that had a jumpscare any time any cat approached him. Because, in fact, he wasn’t scared of anything. Except for getting close to others. I’m afraid I’ll hurt them, like everyone else. Flintspirit shook his own doubts out of his head. Now was not a time for that. He needed to focus on training Minkpaw, and hopefully, he would be able to do it right this time. He was determined to see Passionstar give her her warrior name. And he would be there, watching as the clan called her name. He would make sure of it.

Minkpaw was a bit shocked to see the large fluffy tom jump and fluff up. Stunned she stepped back but attempted to keep her posture good. She didn't want to offend him by being a bit shocked for surprising him. It was just unusual for a warrior to get scared. Maybe he just has a lot on his mind. The apprentice decided. At his greeting the brownish molly dipped her head briefly but she lifted her head as he told her she was on time. That was good. It was good to be reassured like that even if she wasn't to wotried, she didn't want to feel like an outsider around her New mentor. She didn't around Coldheart and she was hoping that Flintspirit would be a cat she'd be able to talk with without feeling like she had to hide her true emotions. If that was possible. At the dark colored tom's question she thought a second before ducking her head. "I don't know much." She admitted trying to get all her training lessons on her mind at once. There wasn't much to gather. "Uh I can do a hunter's crouch and I know how to tell an old scent from a new one." Minkpaw added looking up with her blue green eyes. It felt like an accomplishment to her but when she thought about it it wasn't much. "Oh I also saw our borders, but some older apprentices said that we no longer share one with RiverClan because the other Clans ran them off. The molly added thinking back to the stories of the big battle that happened not to long ago. It sounded bad, who could run another Clan from their home? It was just dreadful to think about.