Crowpaw
Purrks: Heightened Perception and Agatha Kitty
His shoulder was a little stiff, but nothing he wouldn't walk off. It didn't take Mudhound very long to give Crowpaw some much needed feedback, for which the young tom was grateful for. Soon enough, the warrior made his way to stand in front of the scarred apprentice. The mud-brown tabby made a note of thanking the older tom after the training event was over.
'Long adult legs'? Crowpaw found the comment to be oddly amusing. He was certainly taller than the other apprentices, and was actually bigger than Sweetsong. Either he was a really big cat, or everyone he had contact with was shorter than normal.
Heh. Probably not true, but it's an entertaining thought. Crowpaw nodded in acknowledgement and stood up slightly to improve his stance.
He then extended his tail back further and used his whiskers to double check that his stance was good to go. To be honest, this was a much more comfortable attempt than his previous. Mudhound then demonstrated the stalking technique, suprising Crowpaw with how quiet he was. And now, it was his turn (as well as the other apprentices'), though his goal was to sneak up on Mudhound without making a sound or his scent giving himself away.
This'll be a fun challenge.
To give himself some practice, he moved his hind legs up and down, getting a feel for stalking. Once he felt ready, and after hearing some names getting called, Crowpaw figured he was stalling enough. One step after another, carefully observing the grass ahead of him, the young tom headed for Mudhound. He didn't dare move his tail to prevent the blades of grass from moving.
Have to account for the wind... Crowpaw moved as quickly as he could, slinking close to the ground as he made his way through the tall grass, upwind.