passing it on [c]

Eagleblaze had been happy to have been named a mentor, and he was excited to train Gingerpaw. He hadn’t met her much, but she seemed like a promising young apprentice. She was Featherstep’s daughter, but besides that he didn’t know much. He wanted to get to know her today, so he could strategize for future training sessions. Then he could demonstrate his expertise at training, and then impress Featherstep and Heronfeather, than eventually become leader! He told himself that it was what he wanted, every breathing second. It was his goal, his ambition. He had to be working towards something, striving towards a goal.

Stepping towards his apprentice as the sun cast a warm glow onto the ground, he nudged her softly. "Wake up, Gingerpaw. It’s time for training." He stepped away from the spot where she was resting, waiting for her to wake up. "What would you like to do first?" he asked, once the she-cat had joined him.

Gingerpaw's pale blue eyes flickered open, a slight tinge of fear within them. He jolted out of his nest in a panicked fashion, wondering what it was that had woken him up. Turning around, his eyes met those of Eagleblaze's, and his demeanor immediately softened. "Oh... Good morning, Eagleblaze." He let out a breath, watching it quickly turn into a small cloud. Although it was warm in the den, cold air still found it's way in somehow. Shaking out his fluffy pelt, he followed his mentor out of the den, but quickly stopped at the sound of the word training. Of course! Why else would Eagleblaze have woken him up? The thought also sparked panic in him, as he thought anything he wasn't familiar with was frightening. Who knew what lie ahead of the camp entrance? If it was up to him, he wouldn't dare try and find out.

Finally working up a response to Eagleblaze's question, he opened his mouth to speak. "I don't think there's anything in specific, but i think learning out to hunt would be useful." Lingering by the camp entrance, he tried his best to look brave, although his fear was quite obvious. He peered out of the barrier, looking across the vast, snow-covered moor. He shivered at the thought of trampling through the snow. It was already cold enough in the camp, he couldn't imagine how it would feel to walk in snow that would practically swallow him.

(ooc: i referred to ginger as a she throughout that whole post i am so sorry lol)

Eagleblaze had to hold back a laugh at how fearful the apprentice looked. His expression would make one think that the warrior was a rouge about to attack, or something. The ‘paw definitely needed to lighten up. But that was what mentor’s were for, right? And if he could make Gingerpaw less skittish, it could prove that he was ready to be deputy. He lead the young tom through the snow rather quickly, he preferred to not get his paws wet. As they reached a good hunting spot, he stopped. "Alright! Hunting is pretty simple once you learn the basics. First, you need to be able to smell prey. Tell me, Gingerpaw, what do you smell?" the tabby asked, wanting to see how strong of a sniffer his apprentice had. Hopefully he would have a great nose, but even if it was just average, he could learn how to use it properly.