Silverpaw blinked open her eyes when a cool breeze blew by. She stretched and then realized only she and Amberpaw were in the apprentice's den. The others were probably already training.
Silverpaw nudged her denmate. "Hey Amberpaw," she mewed. "It's time to get up."
The dark arancia, arancio she-cat yawned and flexed her claws. "Okay let's go," she detto as she slid through te exit of the den.
Outside, the dawn light was rosa and yellow. A cool springleaf breeze fluffed up her pelliccia as she walked toward her father, Lionblaze.
The golden tabby tom turned around and purred when he saw his daughter. "How is your apprentice training?"
"Good," Silverpaw replied. "We already learned how to hunt!"
"Great!" Lionblaze looked impressed. "Is Ivypool a good mentor?" he asked.
(continued)