slam back to reality [c]

The apprentice had been paying attention to the way her mentor seemed liked by many. At the very least, he had the attention of many cats within the camp, she-cats and toms alike. The barely-visible stripes of her diluted tail swished just beneath the fox pelt she now wore as she found one of those toms, one that had seemed to find close companionship with Rowansong. She shook her head just slightly a few times, still adjusting to the weight of the pelt and how it changed the world around her, as she approached. "Could you come with me, please?" She asked. Truth be told, his name had been hard to commit to memory. There was simply too much vying for slots in her mind it had slipped away, but she still wanted to spend time to get to know the tom.

After all, there were some thoughts on her mind... and she wanted to talk to him about them.