Mottlepaw's Assessment ;u;

Well, today was the day! It was time for Mottlepaw's assessment. She was going to do great, or that's what Gingerheart thought. She was confident in her daughter's abilities and she knew that after this, the apprentice was going to make a wonderful warrior! "Let's go, Mottlepaw! It's time for your assessment!" she mewed as she stuck her head into the apprentice's den. "Today we get to see if you are ready to be a warrior!"

It seemed funny that her mother thought she had to wake Mottlepaw up every single time she wanted to train her, but for once she was ready. Her fuzzy tail was wrapped around her speckle toes as she attempted to lick down the tufts of fur that stuck up in odd angles. Today was a big day for her, a big day and a scary day. Everything she had ever learned during her days as a warrior were boiling down to this single test. It was the deciding factor if she would become a warrior and seeing that her siblings were already appointed into warriorhood the pressure was building up on her. Not that she would let it bring her down, she was good underpressure. Or atleast she assumed she would be, a tough situation had yet to arise in her path. Until today that is, and the apprentice had to shake her head clear as she followe her mother out of the clearing. Mottlepaw was ready, Mottlepaw could do this.

The senior warrior couldn't help but smile at Mottlepaw. The apprentice's excitement was actually spreading to her in some ways. "Well, let's go if your'e ready!" She mewed while watching Mottlepaw get ready to go. It was cute. Very cute ;u; It also was encouraging. The apprentice seemed so charged and filled with energy. It made Gingerheart very confident about this assessment.