Pigeonpelt
Making her way over to her assigned apprentice, Pigeonpelt smiled warmly.
"Lovely day," She said softly, gazing at Weepingpaw briefly.
"I'm Pigeonpelt, it's nice to meet you." Her words were enthusiastic as she led her apprentice over to the side of the water.
"To start with basic water hunting techniques, you can sit at the side of the water where your shadows are behind you and not on the water." Finding a part of the shoreline, she sat over and beckoned Weepingpaw to sit down.
"You see the trouts?" Under the glistening, rippling waters, fish swam past, some quick as lightning, some slow and lazy. Pigeonpelt nodded towards them and glanced at Weepingpaw.
"Sit still and pinpoint one of them." She kept her voice low, only audible to her and the other Riverclanner.
"When they get close... strike." Suddenly, her paws shot through the surface of the ripples and slashed into the liquid. Out came flopping one of the trouts, panicking, before Pigeonpelt ended its life. She beamed a wide stretched smile again.
"It's not that hard. After a few practises you'd be able to do so!"
"Your turn."
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