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Owlmind
Tell Me Your Secrets
I'm gonna love ya
Until you hate me
And I'm gonna show ya
What's really crazy

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So now it was her turn. Her turn to do as Darkcloud had done to her. Turn a new bundle of fur and claws into a fierce and proud Lightningclan warrior. There was no doubt in her mind that she could easily accomplish something like this. She had surpassed several apprentices when she was one, she was brilliant and smart. She had the mind of a war Sergent. She knew all the places to teach a cat how to fight, to teach a cat how to hunt, to teach a cat to become a solider of Lightningclan.

The long legged she-cat padded into the Lightningclan camp, gray fur groomed neatly as she made her way over to the apprentice den. Her movements solid and fluid at the same time, as she stopped in-front of the den entrance. "Wrenpaw. We don't have all day. Let's go." Her voice was hard, but not at all mean. It was merely who she was, a solider in a cat's body. Her rather large, golden eyes held little to no emotion as she figured it logical to not allow her apprentice to think that training would be a walk in the moors.

Long tail flickering behind her, Owlmind turned to pad towards the camp entrance, throwing one more yowl over her shoulder, not bothering if she would wake clanmates, "You have thirty seconds to get out here." She meowed, before finding her spot next to the entrance, remaining on her paws as she waited for the new she-cat to emerge from the den. Sure, she could have been a tad bit nicer to Wrenpaw, but from what she observed from the new apprentice when she was a kit, Wrenpaw could use a little strictness and sharp tongues to keep her in shape.

No need for a warrior in training to become slow and lazy, by forcing Wrenpaw to wake and move so quickly, it would help with her reflects in and out of battle, hunting or living. If a rival clan were to attack, it would be easy for her to dart up and defend her clan from the other. Owlmind wouldn't explain her techniques, no need to, but logically, over time Wrenpaw would be up and ready on her own by the time Owlmind would be ready to take her out.

A solider waiting for their sergent.

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You should've known better
Than to mess with me, honey
I'm gonna love ya, I'm gonna love ya
Gonna love ya, gonna love ya
Like a black widow, baby

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Wrenpaw had had a long night. The rest of the apprentices seemed to have conked out immediately, but Wrenpaw had stayed up, unable to sleep no matter how she lay or how long she kept her eyes closed, until finally sleep had claimed her just before moonhigh.


So she was quite drowsy when Owlmind came to claim her. She sat up and began to lazily wash herself, smoothing down her sleep-addled fur. When Owlmind yowled again she woke up more and shook herself, resigned to having messy fur her first day out of camp.
She gave her chest fur one last lick, and with a final stretch she bounded out of the den, leaping over the others nests and out into the LightningClan camp.


"Good morning, Owlmind," she mewed when she had caught up to her new mentor. Her ears perked up, her eyes bright and curious as she looked out the tunnel entrance and what lay beyond.

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Owlmind
Goddess of Wisdom
Never quit until the clock stops
And never die out until your heart drops
Success will separate you from the have nots
And have all these haters at your neck like an ascot

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The long legged she-cat had no time for warm, morning formalities that many of her clan-mates did as a daily routine. She wasn't about to stand and reply to her new apprentice with a remark, instead she flicked her tail, wide owl-like eyes meeting the younger, long legged she-cat in the eyes before turning and padding towards the moors and out of the camp, paws trekking over the sharp bladed grass as she made her way down towards Valley Meadow.

She glanced over a gray shoulder to make sure Wrenpaw was still following. Sure, Owlmind wasn't the most warm hearted of cats, but she wasn't heartless. She would let the young she-cat take a rest once they reached their destination, but then Wrenpaw would be taking a break from her paws and using her nose. Strategy was one of the best qualities of Owlmind, a she had one planned through her mind the second Redstar announce her as Wrenpaw's mentor.

She, herself, had been a rather genius apprentice when she was under Darkcloud's gaze, if she would say anyways. But she was pretty sure she exceeded her former mentor's expectations. Her long legs came to the dip at the Valley Meadow as she stopped, remaining on her paws as she turned her head to Wrenpaw, letting the brown she-cat catch up before flicking an ear and diving into her first assessment.

"A warrior should know the scent of their prey by the time they are seven moons old." Now, Wrenpaw was only six moons, but she had been feeding off of prey for a good two moons by now, she should know the scent of most prey that wandered in Lightningclan's territory. However, instead of being handed the prey, she would have to pick out the scent from the other scents that would invade her nose that blew from the territory on the wind.

"Tell me what you can smell." Owlmind's voice was void of emotion, her eyes hidden as well, but she was holding a reaction back to see how well Wrenpaw did on her first test. She knew it wasn't fair to compare the new apprentice to herself from when she was an apprentice, but it sort of just happened. Owlmind didn't know if it was because she was compettitive, or because she knew most apprentices wouldn't match how she did as one.

She had to be fair though, Darkcloud had told her that several times as she grew under his careful watch. So, she waited, for Wrenpaw to gain her paws, survey her surroundings and decide what scent belonged to what.

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I shall never let them see me sweat
Promise to want for more till my very last breath
Promise to blaze a path and leave a trail for the next
Just promise me when I'm gone you won't forget