Stormpaw and Rainpaw's Assessments (For Marcel, Sailor Cat, and me)

"Yeah, right, you're warrior age, but I'm much younger than you! So it's no suprise that I'm not that fast!" Angrily she ran after Stormpaw. Why was the older one so mean? Everybody knew that Rainpaw was bad in nearly anything! And running was no exception. And now we have to do team-hunting? Oh, great...

Hollyberry shook her head and rolled her eyes, climbing through the trees after the two apprentices. "I love them both dearly, but those two put together is a deadly combination.." she mewed, exasperated.

The two apprentices had reached the river. Rainpaw sighed. "Alright. And what do you expect me to do know?", she asked. The she-cat didn't want to argue with Stormpaw any more. It's our assessment and I'm sure, arguing woulnd't be exemplary...

OOC: Let's just say that both cats passed their assessments, and it's done and over with.

IC: Hollyberry leaped down from her perch and gathered both she-cats close. "You both did good today. Now, I want you to go back to camp, with all of your prey, mind you. Bring some fresh-kill to the elders and queens before you eat." Shooing them toward camp, she watched as they padded toward camp. The two apprentices grew smaller and smaller in her line of sight, then disappeared completely. When this happened, she sighed and slowed her pace, smiling tiredly.