Frostpaw started toward the To-bees, her sisters in tow. "Hello!" She meowed cheerily. "My name is frostpaw! I'm a thunderclan apprentice." Frostpaw glanced at Applepaw, clearly waiting for her to introduce herself. "Oh-I'm Applepaw! And this is Beepaw." She flicked her tail toward beepaw's direction. A hurt expression crossed beepaw's face before quickly disappearing. The tom in the middle spoke up first, sensing the cold demeanor of his siblings. "My name is Mountain peak that gathers dew. But you may call me Mountain Dew for short." Mountain Dew meowed kindly. He nudged his sister to speak next. The she-cat fluffed out her fur indignantly. "I'm willow that whispers in wind." She meowed in a bored tone. The third cat vanished into thin air. Because he's not allowed to be introduced yet.
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Frostpaw looked at her paws shyly. Then quickly became embarrassed at the confused look on mountain dew's face. "Oh um... our mentors sent us over here to talk to you." Frostpaw said. "Oh well... do you wanna share some prey then?" Mountain Dew replied. "Sure! I'd like that." Meowed frostpaw, quickly looking over to where her sisters were. Surprisingly, Beepaw had engaged in a conversation with Willow whisper.
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The two apprentice aged cats walked to the fresh-unalive pile together, making small talk along the way, Finally sitting down to eat. "So," Mewed frostpaw inbetween bites. "What's training like here?" She tilted her head in curiosity.
"We'll, I'm a prey hunter. So I mostly learn how to hunt, and hide from hawks and mountain lions." He meowed. "You mean you don't learn how to fight?" Frostpaw replied. "Nopesie wopsie." Meowed Mountain Dew nonchalantly. Frostpaw pondered this for a moment. "That seems dangerous, what if all the cave-guards got sick? And a lion attacked!" Mountain Dew meerly shrugged. "I don't know, that's just how stoneteller says it should be." Frostpaw continued eating. Reflecting on the flaws in that logic...
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"Frostpaw!!" Applepaw shouted as she rushed over. Frostpaw leaped to her paw's. "What's wrong Applepaw?" She meowed in concern. Applepaw pointed at two hawks sitting on the edge of a cave entrance. "Look closely! That's the hawk that SNATCHED my wig!" Frostpaw squinted, struggling to see with the sun shining in her eyes. But there it was, a hawk wearing a slightly too-big wig on it's head. It sat next to a VERY handsome looking male hawk. Behind the two apprentices, Dawnkit materialized and giggled. "It looks even better in that wig then you, Applepaw!" Applepaw turned to glare at Dawnkit, but she disappeared and re-appeared behind Applepaw. Frostpaw purred in amusement, then spoke. "Don't worry Applepaw, dawn is just joking. You're the prettiest out of all four of us!" Applepaw sighed and once again looked longingly back at the wig on the hawk's previously BALD head. "You're right, I guess she needs it more then me anyway, she doesn't have even a feather on her BALD head!" Meowed Applepaw.
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