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All things mundane help Mirepurr — and everyone else, surely — stay afloat amidst the chaos of change. There is some relief found in the knowledge that a well-oiled machine like the Clans themselves will not abruptly stop, whir and make a fuss until it breaks and stop working altogether, when they are faced with something unfortunate. No matter what happens, duty must be attended to.
The Burnt Sycamore looms above the little crowd that Mirepurr has gathered, its presence a very blessing in itself. Its branches whisper of the past when the wind weaves between them; Mirepurr likes this place. Dense with undergrowth here, sparse there, a perfect place to teach apprentices of all ages and levels.
"Today, we'll practice sneaking," they announce, tail a confident flourish behind them. This session is meant to aid all who has taken them up on their offer back home, but their attention flits to Snowpaw and his stark white fur quick. "It's easier for some and more difficult for others, but using the shade to our advantage is our specialty. You will all be able to master it sooner or later."
They do not envy those with lighter pelts. Mirepurr themself is blessed with brown enough fur that turning invisible in times of need is not too troublesome, not even with the lighter patches around their limbs. Gaining Snowpaw as their pupil has made them come up with unique ideas that they're dying to share, but first, they need to hear Snowpaw's train of thought. "I want to know what you think of first when presented with this: you're traversing the land with not too much undergrowth, and you're forced to hide from an enemy patrol. Given your fur, it won't be as easy for you. What do you do?"
Please wait for @Snowpaw.
This thread focuses on apprentices! Mentors and onlookers are free to post though. <3
This thread focuses on apprentices! Mentors and onlookers are free to post though. <3
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