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The look on his face could only be described as complete and utter terror. He swallowed hard, struggling to school his expression into something more... warrior-like... but the best he managed was slightly terrified and completely overwhelmed. Snowpa-- Snowshod had always been a coward, and he had never expected to be a mentor, certainly not so soon, but now he was and now what was he supposed to do, how could he raise an apprentice when he was barely out of apprenticehood himself, and he didn't know the first thing about training, and-- and---
He choked down a shuddering gasp of air and closed his eye.
Swiftstorm had given him an apprentice for a reason, right? He had to trust that he knew why. Snowshod sent a brief prayer up to the Moon God to guide his paws, even if the mysterious tom hadn't been seen in a while, then slowly dropped his gaze to look for his new apprentice, Barkpaw.
"Um... anyone... anyone see Barkpaw?" he mewed thickly to no one in particular.
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Post by brightleaf on Mar 20, 2019 13:10:58 GMT -5
"Here!" Barkpaw said as he raced out of the apprentice's den. "Woohoo! First day as an apprentice! What are we going to do? I wanna go fight those fleabrained NightClan cats that keep coming on to our territory. I'll show them!" He said excitedly as he bounced around Snowshod.
Oh, okay, there was his apprentice. He took him in with a quiet sweep of his blue eye, hoping he wouldn't forget his face before the next morning, that would be embarrassing. "Um.. eventually," he meowed cautiously, "but.. not right now. You know those NightClan cats are allowed to be here, right? We aren't allowed to attack them for trespassing. So... please don't."
