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WARRIOR | TREECLAN | 19 MOONS

Rocktail had recently received her first apprentice, an eager, helpful cat by the name of Dawnpaw. They had done quite well together so far, and even with as friendly and bubbly as Rocktail was, they still managed to get a lot done in a day. They were by no means the most skilled mentor-apprentice pairing, though that seemed all well for the grey and white warrior: they didn't need to be the best, they just needed to contribute their fair share, and that was exactly what Rocktail intended for them to do. She was a supportive teacher, though she was one with a short fuse, and no matter how much she strove for patience and composure, she had let slip her irritation a few times.

A good teacher, though not the best.

Rocktail was average, relatively unimpressive altogether, though she did possess a striking golden gaze. She wasn't exemplary in any way, though she still managed to hold her own through thick and thin. She hid behind a veil of self-deprecating humor, and ultimately, the recognized that her skills didn't lie in the physical aspect of life. She constantly drove herself to bring others together, a natural mediator, and always willing to fill a position of need whatever it may be. She didn't quite know why Lionstar chose her to mentor Dawnpaw above some of the other younger warriors who were far more skilled than she, though Rocktail was grateful and excited.

She loved working with the youth. She loved kits, and there was no greater feeling to her than aiding them in their journey from the warmth of the nursery to their very own nest in the warrior's den.

Rocktail remembered what it felt like to finally finish her apprenticeship, and she wanted to help every cat every step of the way. Though now she had Dawnpaw, and she was going to put her heart and soul into making sure the silver she-cat became every bit of what she wanted to be. Rocktail was vested into the young cat, and the past moon they had done quite well for themselves. She felt as though her apprentice was learning at a good pace, and although she was smaller than the average TreeClan cat, she had the power of underestimation and speed. Unfortunately, today's lesson was going to require balanced strength and no small amount of determination.

This is the best thing that's ever happened to me! Rocktail thought happily, pausing at the Great Maple. The wind was inconsistent, though that was what the grey and white warrior wanted: the bursts would offer Dawnpaw constant pressure and release of pressure, forcing her to adjust her outlay of effort accordingly. No other mentor-apprentice pair was climbing today, probably in fear of the wind, though Rocktail was very confident that the silver she-cat was in-tune with her self enough to know her limits. This would be a test of self-control more than anything, though Rocktail had a feeling that the day would turn out to be a big success: she would do everything in her power to make sure the she-cat was safe. The warrior turned to her student, a sparkle of liveliness lighting up her golden eyes as she spoke, voice light and kind.

"Today, we're going to work on your climbing skills."

PAIN INTO POWER

Rocktail

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APPRENTICE | TREECLAN | 7 MOONS

Dawnpaw was finally an apprentice. She felt as if she had spent an eternity in the nursery, and it didn't help that she had spent most of her time alone. Sure, kits were in and out of the nursery at the same time as her but no one ever wanted to play with her. She was of small stature and deemed too weak by the other kits. This, of course, was all behind her now. Her apprentice ceremony had been amazing. For once, the usually dusty and unkempt fur of the apprentice, had been clean and shiny. She had been incredibly nervous, but at the same time was overflowing with excitement, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. Her mother had watched on with adoration as she went to receive her name.

The thing that worried her the most about her ceremony was who her mentor was going to be. What if she got a warrior who hated her? Or was mean to her? She felt relieved when she saw it was Rocktail. While she had never really talked to Rocktail, the warrior seemed friendly enough. 

Dawnpaw had been eager to start her training and was a bundle of fiery energy. She was up early and always ready to explore or train. She could be a handful at times, as she could be a bit overzealous. This usually caused her to not pay as close attention as she could and often ended up in her doing something wrong, or being rather clumsy. She tried her best, though, and trained really hard. While she had her moments of passion and excitement, she was also calm enough to sit and listen to her mentor's instructions. This made things more balanced, and caused less irritation from her mentor. The two cats made a good pair, neither needing to be the very best but to just do their best. 

It pleased Dawnpaw to have a mentor willing to work with her in a way that helped her the most, especially since Dawnpaw had a few things that held her back. She was such a small cat, with a slim frame, making battle moves harder to learn since everyone was bigger and stronger than her. She didn't have much strength, but was working on using her speed and smarts instead. Another downside was her striking silver pelt. Though eye-catching and beautiful, it was an unfortunate coat color to have for hunting. The sun glistened off of it, making it sparkle. This made her fur quite visible through the trees and brambles covering the forest and could be seen by her prey giving up her position. 

Her small build did come in handy however, when it came to her hunting and stalking. Being small, she was light on her paws and was excellent at moving through the forest without making a sound. Though she was still hesitant at her abilities to make a good warrior, she was beginning to see positive attributes to her size and incredible determination.

Dawnpaw followed her mentor, padding contently through the forest and wondering where they were going. She was puzzled as they neared the Great Maple. The wind was blowing inconsistently through the trees. Leaves would rain from the ground as the wind swept through them, and then all would be still again. Though the breeze felt great on her sun soaked pelt, she was curious as to why they were out here. No other apprentices seemed to be out today, and she looked at her mentor expectantly. 

Dawnpaw soon got her answer, as Rocktail told her they would be climbing trees today. She felt her heart drop in her chest, her fur prickling with worry at the thought of being on the unsteady limbs in the force of the wind. At the same time she was excited, eager to work on her skills and to use her light weight to travel further along the branches. Still, she expressed her concern to her mentor," Climbing? Isn't it a bit dangerous to climb in this wind?." 


She watched the smaller branches sway in the breeze, almost getting more excited at the thrill and challenge of climbing up there. this made her glad that Rocktail had chosen climbing for today. She was determined to make her mentor proud.

..Focus on the good

Dawnpaw

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