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Silentpaw
Patched tortoiseshell tabby tom with deep blue eyes that look purplish in certain light sources and a short fluffy tail.
He/Him | 7 Moons | ShadowClan Apprentice | Silent
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. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.
. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.
Silentpaw was relieved that his new mentor wasn't like one of those overenthusiastic ones, that was one good thing. He took a moment to take in what Newtbelly had just said, giving a small nod. A territory tour, the basics. He expected to start his training off with a little tour of the place. And hunting, too! He'd finally learn how to hunt! Silentpaw fought back any signs of physically showing excitement, but inside, he definitely was. He was liking Newtbelly and his way of thinking, so far. He figured they wouldn't have a lot of problems.
He was quick to follow his mentor when he walked off, his gait slow and measured, slightly matching Newtbelly's.
Then, a question. Something Silentpaw had dreaded since birth (
Since birth???). Of course, he expected questions during his apprenticeship, but now that it had finally happened, he felt more detest towards actually doing it.
Had he been out of camp before?
Now that he thought about it, yes, he had. Once. For the Gathering. So technically, the answer would be yes.
Not wanting to voice his answer, Silentpaw merely nodded, hoping Newtbelly saw it.
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