You May Not Be an Eagle, but That Doesn't Mean You Can't Soar [p]

[Mica]

Birdpaw
ShadowClan
she/her | 8 moons | 65/100
[Blue-grey tabby with dark blue overcoat, white underside and amber eyes]
Purrks: Lyrebird's Lullaby [PERMANENTLY ACTIVE]
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Fool ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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Quiet, spatial awareness, yes yes all things Birdpaw was very good at. The teacher's daughter listened with wide eyes and swiveling ears, struggling to pay attention when there were so many sounds around them. But eventually Papa ordered them to hide, giving them instructions on how to better their attempts. Easy peasy. Definitely.

Once given the go-ahead, Birdpaw slipped off into the shadows of the bushes, remembering the stealth event she had been in as a kit. Hiding behind Hawkbite had gotten her through a good portion of the event before she got bored and wandered off. But she bet Papa would be expecting that of her. So, Birdpaw would have to get creative.

The grey and white apprentice used her smaller stature to get under the winding roots of a large pine, remembering (though it was difficult) to tuck her tail in, keep her breathing even, and to not. Definitely not. Start giggling like a madman.