Otternose padded up to his new apprentice with excitement. It had been moons since he had his first apprentice, and now he finally got to experience the mentoring again. "Good morning Nightpaw." he greeted gently, "Did you get some good rest? Ripplestar said that I can take you around the territory today."
The she-cat watched Otternose intently, taking in everything about the tom. He seemed happy, excited. He obviously enjoyed mentoring apprentices. Maybe Nightpaw would be an exception. "Okay," she said quietly. It was sort of odd for Nightpaw to speak at all. She was a quiet kit, taking everything in from the shadows. It made her a quick learner, but also distant and friendless. Her fierce attitude was one thing that wasn't quiet about her, thoguh. She would be an intresting cat to train, and Nightpaw knew that.
The tabby smiled. "Great, now I know you already know the camp, so now, you finally get to leave it for the first time." he lead the apprentice to the entrance of the camp and pondered on what this apprentice was going to be all about. She doesn't seem to be like the other apprentices,--rather peculiar and more self-reliant individual. this will be an interesting experience. he told himself. Ripplestar warned me she doesn't appear to have much enthusiasm.
The black she-cat nodded to her mentor and watched him as he walked forward. When Otternose was about a tail-length away, she started following, trying her best to keep a distance behind him. Nightpaw knew she could easily beat the tom in a race, but she felt the need to keep slightly behind him. Pushing her way out of camp and into the territory, she stared around her new surroundings. Other than glimses through the entrace or through holes in the camp walls, the young she-cat had never seen the territory.
Otternose walked for a few long moments before he noticed that the apprentice was lagging behind. Although she seemed rather curious about her new surroundings, she didn't seem prone to talk at all. When the pitch place apprentice was within communication, the brown tabby began to speak. "up ahead is the marsh. Though our territory runs through the marsh land, this is the area where it is most murky." he fixed his icy gaze on Nightpaw. "We try to stay away from there during Newleaf--which is the current season." he paused as if he expected a response but then hastily continued. "However, it's a good place to hunt when the air are dry and during the winter."
The she-cat nodded again, going oover everything Otternose had told her in her head. Nightpaw's way of learning had always been watching nstead of talking, learning in silence. For some reason, the apprentice felt pressured to say something. She'd never felt the need to talk before, as she always pretty quiet. "Avoid the marsh in New-Leaf. Got it," came her voice, as if making sure she'd understood what her mentor had said right.
The brown Warrior flicked his tail in signal to follow. "Now come this way." he meowed, "We are not too far from the AshClan boarder. You'll be able to identify it once you come across it, it stinks!" he slightly laughed in his voice at the thought of the other Clan's stench.
Otternose practically jumped in alarm. The mute muzzle had spoken and not for a simple reply. "Why yes." he purred, "AshClan cats are indeed energetic runners." he smiled looking up at the sky, "I could beat quite a few of them in a race perhaps, but not for too long; I've never had the best endurance." he said shamefully. "But AshClan cats can't swim!" he pointed out.
The apprentice looked at her mentor, something different in her stormy blue eyes. "I bet I could beat them in a race," she said quietly. Nightpaw wasn't one for braging, but she knew she probably could. She was small, but slim and fast. Her medium-length fur would keep her warm in the water, but slow her down when she was swimming. Somehow, Nightpaw thought she would have fit in better in AshClan.
Otternose just blinked for a moment before saying anything. Pondering on how to word his response he just smiled and turned back around towards the AshClan boarder. "Well, first you'll have to beat me!" he sneered. Otternose was never the fastest runner in the Clan, but among the top. maybe she is a natural runner, but if that's true, I'd have to question her parents origins he sighed. or perhaps it's just a gift from WhisperClan.
Otternose didn't know what to think. There was a flash of black and an excited meow and the next thing he knew, the normally down apprentice has jumped up with enthusiasm. "W-wait for me, Nightpaw!" he shouted as he broke after her.
The apprentice darted across the ground, her black paws barely touching the floor. Another glance behind her confirmed that Otternose was lagging behind her. "Hurry up, Otternose," she shouedt back to her mentor, enjoying the feeling of wind in her medium-length black fur.
Surprisingly, the brown tom could maintain a close distance behind the apprentice. However, he felt a bit out of it when he realized the apprentice probably wasn't even trying her hardest. "Nightpaw! You should probably slow down, the river is right by that dip in the terrain!"