[Mica]

Hawkfur
WindClan Fury
he/him | 49 moons
[Russet tabby with tuxedo markings and sky blue eyes ]
Purrks: Flock Together T3
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[Crowtooth - @Rani ] [Rabbitpaw - @Dolomedes ]
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While Rabbitpaw and Crowtooth chattered about mixing sand and clay--pretty smart idea, Hawkfur thought--the red tom focused on getting used to the feeling of stale air washing over his fur. He raised his head as they walked, taking the opportunity to feel the walls and ceiling with his whiskers and ears respectively. In order to keep himself from tripping, he slid his paws over the ground in a sweeping motion. It was less than graceful, but it worked while he felt around the rest of the tunnel. Satisfied with his exploration, Hawkfur returned to brushing his whiskers over the ground.

Hawkfur let out a little chirp of reassurance--how funny was that, reassuring an apprentice who very clearly wanted to be here when he was this close from fainting--when Rabbitpaw stumbled over his paws. The kid was doing well, and despite not knowing him at all, Hawkfur felt proud.

Then, Rabbitpaw was asking him if he thought this was fun. Hawkfur resisted the urge to make a pained noise, merely nodding. He then realized they couldn't actually see him nod, so he breathlessly squeaked out: "Yep yeah totally fun having a great time this is so great love it so much."

Okay so... maybe that was less convincing than he had hoped. But Crowtooth quickly began telling them about hunting for voles, even offering to let them practice a bit. Hawkfur, personally, wanted to get out of here as fast as physically possible, so the idea of moving on was great. But he also knew that if he didn't learn now, he never would. ... Screw that, he wanted to get out of here. "Up to Rabbitpaw but I'd love to move on." He meowed shakily.