[Dust]

[ @Nefarious Sorry it's a bit short ;^; ]

Fur fluffed out against the biting cold of the moor winds, Softkit- no, Softpaw, delicately made his way out of the apprentice's den, a yawn gracing his maw as he blinked against the mid-day sun. You're an apprentice now, not a kit! Despite the warmth radiating from the yellow orb positioned high in the sky, Softpaw still found that he cold. Thankfully some of his fur was keeping him warm, but he couldn't wait for the new-leaf weather to roll in. In the meantime he supposed he'd just keep himself busy. The pale ginger feline took a few more steps away from the den. giving his chest fur a few quick licks. Softpaw was supposed to be meeting his mentor today. It had only been a day since the ceremony and even though his stomach was doing flips and he'd hardly been able to sleep, his paws felt like they would fall off with how much anticipation was coursing through his body. The young cat was able to remember her name, Applewhisker, but he seemed a bit reluctant on what she looked like.Settling himself down onto the ground, Softpaw rasped his tongue on his side, chewing out a knot of fur while he patiently waited.