[taillow]

Quillpaw
A skip to her step carried the fluffy newly named apprentice into the elder's den, muffled humming coming from her past the moss that was clamped in her jaws. Pale eyes were bright and alluring, shifting one way then another to see if any of the elders were present. Though she hadn't had much training yet - well, okay no training yet - there were still duties to be done now that she was a 'paw. It still was absurd to wrap her head around - her life outside of the Clan walls seemed like a distant memory now. 'Quill' was fading and in her place was 'Quillpaw'. She liked it.

Dropping the moss at her paws with her fluffy tail swaying behind her, the young she-cat let out some chirping noises. Her whiskers twitched along with her and a happy grin spread across her face. "Good mornin'! I come bearin' new moss for your beddin'." Hopefully it would entice one of the retired Clan members into talking with her - or even better yet telling her a story!

[ open for a windclan elder or two to react! ]