black mambo (open)

As the warmth of the sun steadily increased with each passing day, Grebepaw's strength returned more and more until she was able to effortlessly parade around camp without even a hint of her former shortness of breath. Long treks through the territory or practicing battle moves had more of a strain, but Dovesight had done an incredible job ensuring she was never overexerted and worked heavily to match her pace, to which the apprentice found herself incredibly grateful for. Stretching out, the bi-coloured molly was happy to feel only a light quiver rather than a full body shake as she slinked forward on her forepaws for a moment, eyes closed in bliss. Yawning, the molly sprawled out in a particularly sunny corner of camp, and began to thoroughly groom, wondering if any of the other apprentices had the day off.