[Undercover]

Originally Posted by Okapi

(Dang she’s excited)
He purred,” It’s near the training cave.” He meowed he wasn’t rude, just working respectully.

((Lol, are you surprised?))

Ivorypaw didn't recognize his words. She flicked her tail, unphased. He would probably lead her to it, and then she would be able to apply the maw movements with the place. The young apprentice couldn't wait to start their new task. Hopefully she'd be good at it. And if not, she would have no choice to get better. Hey, practice makes perfect, right? Elmpaw was a smart cat, and isn't judge her for her disability. Ivorypaw knew he would be patient while she learned this new skill. Well, if moss gathering could be counted as a skill, that is.