LOUDWHISKER
Trans Female | Moons: 18 | Kin: ? was amazed by the apprentice's form. Everything was right ... except the execution. Which she was struggling to admit to the friendly lad. Huh.
"Well... uhm..."
She mumbled and then drew in a breath. What was the sense in stammering?
Suck it up, Loudwhisker!
Loudwhisker got low into a hunting crouch. She wasn't much good with words, but actions, that was more in her skill level. But actions could only express so much.
She cleared her throat.
"You said you smelt a mole? Very good! That's the first step. Losing it is very easy if you take too huge of a leap. Think of what I said before. Take in all of the scents slowly. Then once you get to your target, take time to really recognize your smell. Like how you would recognize WindClan scent ... it's familiar."
She continued her lengthy spiel.
"Once you get that scent, you can't let go of it. The wind will carry it elsewhere ... you'll just have to get used to the scent smelling faint instead of fresh. With your mole, I say the circumstances were unlucky, but not impossible. It's all about... focus."
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Dolomedes - Rabbitpaw