Cinders (Closed)

Streamtail lurched up from the warrior's den as soon as a small sliver of light hit her nest. Slightly groggy but still awake, the blue-grey she-cat flicked her long tail as she padded towards the apprentice's den, poking her head in to spot Cinderpaw's familiar, silver pelt. Padding forward and gently nudging the young apprentice with her nose, the warrior whispered in her apprentice's ear, "Cinderpaw? Wake up, it's time for training. Come on, you can grab some fresh-kill from the pile and meet me by the entrance of camp." As soon as she finished saying that, Streamtail headed out of the apprentice's den and sat down, waiting for Cinderpaw to come.