It's getting chillier, the air cooling the earth below their paws- it doesn't seem to slow the clan down, though. In part of the camp, apprentices are practicing their hunting crouch and stalking techniques. As an obligation to her role, Nutmegpurr feels the dragging need to watch... Just incase they're doing it wrong. Pointers would never really hurt, would they? However, she finds her mind being dragged away... It's been a while since shes had actual training with an apprentice, hasn't it? Not long after Pebblepaw returned, he had been given his warrior name- and oh, it had felt like forever when he had left. She sighs, a little too heavy to be brushed off as exhaustion, ears swiveling back...
And then theres movement out of the corner of her eye, and she hadn't even realized she had zoned out. She focuses back in, towards the movement to find Lotuskit. She's crouched, a mimic of the apprentices. One of Honeyflowers kits, she thinks they'll be apprenticed next month if her thoughts were right. Nutmeg rises to her paws to go say hello, and mostly to give advice- theres always more that could be done for perfection.
"Are you excited for your apprenticeship?" though said a bit awkwardly, she means well. She's excited, truly, to see the youth of their clan take interest in what the apprentices are doing. Thats good, to have such excitement and dedication. "If you hold your shoulders higher, and your neck a little more forwards, you can get a little lower. But your hunting crouch won't always work with rabbits. Sometimes they run." her tail flicks behind her. Many of times, rabbits seem to have a third sense for cats and randomly break out in to sprints. "But go on and try to walk with your crouch. The goal is to be as silent as possible."
And then theres movement out of the corner of her eye, and she hadn't even realized she had zoned out. She focuses back in, towards the movement to find Lotuskit. She's crouched, a mimic of the apprentices. One of Honeyflowers kits, she thinks they'll be apprenticed next month if her thoughts were right. Nutmeg rises to her paws to go say hello, and mostly to give advice- theres always more that could be done for perfection.
"Are you excited for your apprenticeship?" though said a bit awkwardly, she means well. She's excited, truly, to see the youth of their clan take interest in what the apprentices are doing. Thats good, to have such excitement and dedication. "If you hold your shoulders higher, and your neck a little more forwards, you can get a little lower. But your hunting crouch won't always work with rabbits. Sometimes they run." her tail flicks behind her. Many of times, rabbits seem to have a third sense for cats and randomly break out in to sprints. "But go on and try to walk with your crouch. The goal is to be as silent as possible."
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pls wait for @lotuskit to respond! :-)
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NUTMEGPURR ♡
( gale guard of windclan )❥ a tall cinnamon tortie with curled ears & pink-brown eyes; well-muscled & fluffy
❥ mentored pebblestep
❥ sister to meadowpaw & peafowlplume; reluctantly interested in roostertuft
❥ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
❥ penned by chuff
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