private FIRST THINGS FIRST ✦ SNOWPAW, OPOSSUMPAW

[MIREPURR]

@Opossumpaw @Snowpaw. ​

Mirepurr has to wonder if training an apprentice from scratch is easier than one who already comes pre-built with base knowledge and maybe, if they're lucky, a talent for this and that. In theory, it's nice to imagine that someone under your care only has you for reference, only ever learns what you teach them- and all the same, if one has been passed down to you, any mistakes have to be corrected before they get too out of control. The previous mentors of Snowpaw and Opossumpaw are both formidable warriors; Mirepurr can only hope they'll live up to that.

The undergrowth shifts underneath their paws as they lead the pair of apprentices into the territory. With all the potential danger lurking behind the trees, Mirepurr only wishes to take them a bit further than camp, not daring to subject them to the outskirts, where help might not arrive in time. It's a grim reminder that even with all the good news warming their own heart, ShadowClan is not much better off than it usually is.

"Alright," they say, punctuating their stop. Bushy tail flies over the ground as to not get dirty, Mirepurr turning on their axis to face the 'paws. "I'd like to see where you both are in terms of training; what your strengths and weaknesses are. This first day doesn't need to be strict... think of it as a team exercise. You can choose if you'd like to show your hunting or combat skills first, and we can practice so that we all get along. Deal?"
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[Snowlark.]

[ ༻❄༺ ] Snowpaw thinks on how strange it was to not be alone with their mentor, to stand side by side with another instead of alone. Remembering how they begged Scorchedmoon to keep him and Swallowpaw seperate, having a tantrum over it. Yet, here he kept his mouth shut, he already made the promise not to be difficult for Mirepurr, especially when he didn't feel it was a good idea to push the warrior's buttons in such a way which made him stay silent while he walked alongside Opposumpaw. Of course, the other wasn't the kind to shove bugs in his nest or be kinned to someone who wished to further annoy him or refuse to listen to him.

Yellow gaze trained on the chocolate warrior with a calm look in his gaze, feeling odd about all this. Once more he felt like he was 4 moons again, walking alongside Scorchedmoon and learning what he could for the first time ever. But this was different there was that looming threat of predators, and both him and Opposumpaw weren't all that experienced, not just yet at least.

Once the group paused he looked to the warrior calmly when they expressed what they wanted the two to do and Snowpaw hummed a bit, thinking of allowing Oppossumpaw to go first, yet when the silence began to stretch he sighed and shifted his paws awkwardly "I'm good at hunting" he stated with a shrug. Even though Singepaw had asked the tom to teach him to fight, Snowpaw wasn't the best fighter like Applejaw was or even Chilledstar but it was enough that he wasn't going to end up dead in the mud.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── You ve wasted your life , but thanks for applying ──┐‎

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  Snowpaw ❄ He/Him, apprentice of Shadowclan, 9 moons.
  ⭃ Lithe long hair blue lynx sepia with high white, and yellow eyes. Stubby tail, permanent resting bitch face
  ⭃ Hailfreckle x Mudsplash
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted (ask first) / / underline and tag when attacking
  ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by Ryn ↛ @/Rynnaro on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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