First Times (Closed)

Streamtail silently padded out of the warrior's den, the first rays of sunlight making her blue-grey fur shimmer with silver stripes. Poking her head into the apprentice's den, Streamtail's emerald-green eyes flashed as she spotted the familiar brown tabby pelt of her adopted son. "Mousepaw, wake up. It's time for training! Grab some fresh-kill and meet me at the Camp entrance once you're done." As she waited for the young apprentice to wake up, Streamtail herself quickly snatched up a vole from the pile of food, hurriedly tearing apart the fresh-kill with her fangs. Her long tail flicked behind her as she thought about her first apprentice, Wisteriabloom. The other she-cat had become a warrior sometime ago and Streamtail was proud that her apprentice had become a skilled warrior so soon.