après moi [closed]

With something for her one-track mind to latch onto, Thrushnose could soldier on for as long as ThunderClan needed. In making her Honeypaw’s mentor, Nettlestar had given her that something. She wasn’t the best teacher—her first apprentice hadn’t made it to warriorhood—but she intended to be a good one despite the circumstances. No, because of the circumstances. With more mouths to feed and warriors vanishing into Asylum’s clutches overnight, the arts of hunting and self-defense mattered more than ever.

First, she approached some Asylum cat, a meek badger-wearer, and asked him to wait by the camp’s entrance. (It was best, she’d learned, to pick out a supervisor before going on patrol, lest some brute like Akhlut show up instead. Even if Honeypaw wasn’t the nervous type, Thrushnose wasn’t taking any chances.) Then she made her way to the apprentices’ den and sat outside it, tail curling around her paws as she watched the first rays of cloud-dulled light poke through the trees. Though she’d told Honeypaw to be awake by dawn, she wanted to see if Honeypaw remembered that on her own. Besides, a half-asleep apprentice was often too asleep to learn. Thrushnose could afford to wait. She leaned against the den's side, letting out a quiet sigh.

Sorry for the late reply had a busy week)))

Honeypaw had awoken early eager for a good start to the day of learning what she could. She shifted slightly in the nest as she yawned after all she didnt sleep as much but that was only out of excitement. She quietly got to her paws asnd moved around the nests occupied by some slumbering apprentices. As she exited the apprentices den she spotted her mentor right beside the den waiting. She smiled some excitedly"Im ready to go"She mewed.

ooc: it's all good!

To Thrushnose’s surprise, Honeypaw rolled out of her nest right on time. No complaints about hunger, lack of sleep, anything. The excitement in her eyes was almost enough to distract from the Asylum tom lurking at the camp’s exit. Almost. “Good.” Thrushnose stretched as she got to her paws. She’d planned out this lesson like any other; though she needed to make sure Honeypaw knew how to fight, putting that on an apprentice’s shoulders on day one felt like a bit much. Hopefully the forest’s predators agreed. “We’ll work on hunting first. Follow me, and stay close.”

With a wave of her tail, she padded forward, glancing back to make sure Honeypaw (and the Asylum tom) was following. Once they’d left camp, Thrushnose slowed her pace to walk beside her apprentice. “So, how much do you know about hunting?” Best to get an idea of that now; that way, they wouldn’t risk scaring anything off at the hunting spot itself with their conversation.