Sweet Venom (closed for Stormy)

Sweetpaw. Grasssnake's new apprentice. He heard she was unlikeable, but she was his apprentice and he was going to train her. Hopefully.  Oh dear Starclan she better not boss him around like he's some kit. He hoped that the younger she-cat wouldn't think he was nervous because of how he looked at her apprentice ceramony. Warriors are supposed to be brave and unfazed and-

Okay, okay, maybe he was getting ahead of himself. Training Sweetpaw shouldn't be this nerve wracking. Or should it?

Shaking his negative thoughts aside, Grasssnake padded inside the apprentices den hoping that Sweetpaw was asleep and wouldn't be cranky because maybe she slept through the entire day and had a good dream or something. Still just in case, Grasssnake stayed at the entrance of the den, to avoid any anger the she-cat would throw his way. "Uh Sweetpaw its time to train."