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Originally Posted by bmkmb
Trees of Murmur... Lionpaw had no idea where that was. His mentor hadn't taken him out to the borders yet; he actually hadn't left camp since the last Gathering. The golden tom was trying to work up the courage to ask a warrior to take him hunting, but it felt more intimidating for the ex-loner than it should have been. He was uncomfortable with the idea of asking strangers for help, even if said strangers were also his clanmates. Clanmates. The word still felt foreign on his tongue.
"Oh, okay," Lionpaw replied to Pineapple's words. The apprentice didn't think that he feel that hungry, but the slight longing in his belly begged otherwise. He bounded over to the fresh-kill pile, looking over his choices. Vole, shrew, robin, even a fish! A fish? ThunderClan cats didn't fish; how had that gotten there? After a few seconds of contemplation, the golden tom picked up a fluffy red squirrel and sat down a bit away from the pile. He waited for Pineapple to pick her choice before taking a bite of it.
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Pineapple looked at the prey pile and looked around. She picked the smallest robin since she didn't feel hungry and sat next to Lionpaw,
"So who is your mentor? I was just wondering since the camp got pretty expanded." She munched her robin and perked her ears to listen to Lionpaw's response. She still didn't have an apprentice yet.