It was time to begin training a new generation; a new generation of young ones who will eventually rise up, obtaining the status of warrior and maybe one sunrise, laying down their lives for the sake of the clan. It was a big responsibility to ask from someone, but one that was necessary for survival. Covesplash had led his apprentice through the undergrowth, shifting through the trees and sprouting flowers. The territory was familiar to him as he had grown up in CreekClan. But, he imagined that for some; the wet paws, the slippery grounds and overflowing ponds could have been a little too much.
The tom's new assigned apprentice was one hailing from GorgeClan. The tom had heard tales that the apprentice was in fact a product of 'necessity' rather than of love. Covesplash did not question the fact nor did he have the intention to push it, but deep in his mind he found it a strange rumor, if one at all. Perhaps it was in fact true. Covesplash was not one to question a clan's tactics and beliefs, not now that they had become One.
The warrior came to a slow pace as he reached the training grounds. The training grounds were a large, spacious space. The space covered in a thick layer of green. The green was soft beneath one's paws, but was not grass but moss. The male waited for his apprentice to catch up, his tail flicking from side to side. Covesplash had trained one apprentice previously. The apprentice had been diligent in her ways, but a little clumsy. Prairieheart had been a good starter apprentice, especially as he had been young when assigned her. It begged the question; what would his new apprentice be like? Would she be anything like Prairieheart? Or perhaps a polar opposite.
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