Territory and i sit, and wait / bearpaw

This thread takes place outside the clan's camp in its territory.
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Newleaf is strange here, far from the crowding bough of Fourtrees. The undergrowth is dense, and her senses are crowded with the sound of rustling leaves and the scent of too-small prey. Honeysucklecry loves it for keeping her occupied, loathes it for its difference to where she'd learned to hunt, adores that it keeps her from thinking too much on her losses ... And she has company in these trips now, too. Bearpaw is young and clever, and Honeysucklecry is still entirely unused to him.

"I know we've got a long way to go until then," Honeysucklecry begins with a glance towards Bearpaw, "buuut, Juniperstar was talking to us recently about how we decide our apprentices are ready to become warriors. Obviously it's up to the other Stormguards too, but ... I'm not your age anymore. My job is to get you up to warrior standard!"

She slows to a halt as her ringing purr fades into the morning. Claws dig into the dewy terrain, stabilising, but not catching on the moss patches and slippery leaves. She would have an easier time moving in the sandy hollow, where they're headed, but this isn't so bad for now. The corners of her maw quirk up, offering Bearpaw something akin to an unsure smile as she turns to face him properly. "So ... what sort of test do you think would be good?"


  • // @BEARPAW
  • HONEYSUCKLECRY ☼ penned by wren
    — she/her, thunderclan stormguard
    — a thick-furred dilute calico with soft yellow eyes.
    — single, open to plots ; mentoring bearpaw
    bracken x hazelheart ; littermate to magnoliapeak, hyacinthrain

 
Bearpaw could feel the morning dew brush along his paws and cling to his fur as he followed at Honeysucklecry's side. The apprentice had bolted from his nest at the first chance to leave camp with his mentor. He'd gotten to explore a bit before Juniperstar changed up the rules, but the surrounding forest was mostly unfamiliar territory to him. Regardless of the unknown, he was even more eager to explore as the leafbare snow melted away into the mist floating between the trees.

He stopped in his tracks not soon after his mentor did, matching her small grin with one of his own. She was older and wiser than him, yet was asking for his thoughts? Bearpaw needed to think long and hard so he didn't slip up, so he let out a long hum before his ears perked up.

"Well... Cinderpaw an' I were practicin' huntin' with moss balls the other day," he explained, "but Owlbark said I should practice real hunting with you instead. So... maybe a huntin' test or somethin' would be good?"

His grin was large across his muzzle while his tail swished behind him, though there was a little thumping in his chest anticipating his mentor's thoughts. Bearpaw wasn't sure what exactly a hunting test would entail, but at least it was a start?