Learning to Teach and Teaching to Learn [closed]

Ferretnose couldn't help but enjoy mentoring a young cat, even if she didn't quite always know what to say. Hazelpaw was an especially strange case, having been too young to quite understand where Bonewatcher had taken her and her sister, nor understand why her mother and father wouldn't be coming with them. With time, she hoped to make Hazelpaw love ThunderClan as her mentor did. She wished Flintfang hadn't left... the pain Mossbloom must have felt, losing him twice. But it was no matter now. Hazelpaw and Duskpaw were being reared up by each and every member of ThunderClan, the way Ferretnose herself had been raised, and they looked to be doing a fine enough job.

"Alright, Hazelpaw," Ferretnose chirped as they padded through the forest, "What do you hear around you? What you see is less important; give me your scents and your sounds!" Ferretnose found herself taking a piece of advice given to her by her dearest friend, Beartooth. Maybe she was biased, but he was a wonderful cat underneath the bulk and the quiet. She watched her apprentice for a response with enthusiasm.