Deadkit looked out over the camp. He had never been outside the nursery before. "Wow, this is what camp looks like," he thought. "It's huge!" He blinked a few times and then ran into the nursery as fast as he could.
Pondpaw lay in the clearing, her river-blue hues wide. She couldn´t believe it. She had passed her assessment. The former RiverClanner was on her way to becoming a real ShadowClan warrior!
A shaky purr rumbled in the apprentice´s throat as she gnawed on her blackbird. Tuftedtusk had let her keep it from her assessment as a reward for the hard work and for passing.
Well. It seemed the former fish looked happy. Why were they even letting fish into ShadowClan? All they did was flop around, make dumb excuses, and die. "You look happy." he said, walking up to Pondpaw. He was certain that Tuftedtusk was only an Enforcer since he had trained this apprentice "well". She was a fish. Forever and always.
Pondpaw got to her paws and stretched, jaws gaping in a yawn. ´´I suppose my battle moves could use a touch up,´´ The former RiverClanner replied to the Enforcer Commander.
"Very well," Hawkbite lashed his tail a couple times at her nonchalant nature. The Commander gestured for the she-cat to follow him. He was simply going to head towards one of the corners of the camp to train. It was less walking and there was enough space to train here anyway.
"What do you know so far? Anything?" He'd inquire as he came to a halt at the spot he wanted to train.