So it was time for her to have another apprentice. She didn't mind, and she'd been watching this one for a little while. Long enough to get a gist of how she handled herself, long enough to know she'd enjoy the challenge of an apprentice again. She didn't know all the specifics of this young cat yet, but she would. It was all a matter of time. But for now she needed to start training off with a tour of the territory, with explaining what she expected of an apprentice, and of making sure the other cat understood that when training with her her word was law. She'd never lost an apprentice, and didn't intend to start now.
Whitesparrow moved through the thick fog, body close to the ground so that she could see where she was going and what was ahead of her to some extent. It was something she'd learned to do, and would pass on to her new apprentice as she had all the others. Her white fur meant she disappeared in this thick mess, and she used that to come up on near silent paws to her new apprentice.
"Echopaw." She called the other firmly, though her voice was sweet and held the slightest lilt she used on everyone.