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Originally Posted by SplashyLumi
{Forgot about this until now. Haha!} Deertrot angrily glared at the apprentice the entire time “You should know this, it's easy as breathing to recognise.” Jeez, was she given a mouse-brain to train?!
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Milkpaw (he/him)
Creamy-white short fur and green eyes
❛ ━━━━━━･❪ ⚘ ❫ ･━━━━━━ ❜
The little apprentice winced at the harsh words of his mentor, feeling a stab of guilty mixed with apprehension for his tranining. This was his first day, and he had already managed to anger Deertrot. In a corner of his mind, a jealous sounding voice told him that Firepaw, Leafpaw and Doepaw's mentors were surely kinder and understanding, but he quickly pushed it away and focus on the present. Even thought all he wanted now was to flee away and seek refuge in his mother's soft, warm pelt. Was this how being an apprentice was supposed to be?
Milkpaw strained his eyes hard to make out the details into distance, but in a few moments declared the effort to himself useless, and wagered everything on the look of the plants.
“It’s.. Riverclan. I think..." as his voice trailed off to a whisper, his green eyes dared to stare into Deertrot's for any sign of disapproval, which wasn't obviously hard to detect in the she-cat's face.