Snowstar sighed, and turned back to camp when Lionflame vanished. Rockpaw came out of the apprentice den.
"Hi, Snowstar," he mewed. "Should we get some training in?"
"Sure," Snowstar told her apprentice. "We'll start off patrolling the border, since that's mainly what you don't know." It's so weird being his mentor when we're the same age, but not the same age, Snowstar thought as she trotted off out of camp with Rockpaw behind her.
"There's the SnowyOak, where medicine cats share tongues with their ancestors." Snowstar pointed out. Then she swept her tail toward the river on the right that they were approaching. "Across there is FeatherClan's territory. They are our allies. Past them is PowerClan. They are neutral, as far as I know. Anyways, the river is a great place to catch fish." She swept her tail toward their left, the trees. "The trees are great places for other prey. Mice, squirrels, rabbits, birds, and more."
Rockpaw nodded absently, taking it all in.
"I'm not sure I can teach you much more. You'll probably be a warrior soon," Snowstar commented later. I'll think of just the right name for my old friend, she thought. "Let's hunt!"
She bounded off the trail into the woods. Rockpaw followed.
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