She thought she had known. But, even without her sight, it wasn't hard to sense Smokekit's emotions, in his gait, the way his tail brushed the ground, the scent coming off of him. It reminded her of herself, when she was younger, after she had suffered through the deaths of nearly every cat she loved. It might have been a faint hope, a kitlike optimism, but maybe she could help the young tom. Teach him and guide him in the way he needed to be, as she had experienced a similar thing, albeit not at such a tender age. He seemed to be more affected by Thornstar's death than his siblings, perhaps exacerbated by his time in the medicine den.
"Smokekit, you have reached the age of six moons, and it is time you were apprenticed. I will be your mentor."
She padded down from the rock, towards the young tom, touching noses with him. She took a breath, speaking softly. "You're still grieving. If you need space, I understand. Just give me a chance to teach you."
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