MY ARMOR IS MADE OF STEEL [priv, spellpaw] YOU CAN'T GET IN

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Skunkice bounced on her paws as she waited for Spellpaw outside the main entrance to the mansion. It wasn't that she was impatient, oh no. The black she-cat was giddy with excitement. This was to be the first training session with her first apprentice, after all.
I don't even know what she's like, she mused. I hope she know how to behave herself, otherwise there's gonna be some issues...
Skunkice shook herself. She couldn't think like that. She had to be positive!
Relax, relax. I'm that everything will be fine. I have a whole bunch of stuff planned, and hopefully it'll be fun and a good learning experience for the both of us.
The she-cat began to breathe methodically, in fear that that she'd have some sort of panic attack.
Think of pigeons; think of pigeons. Think of sweet, juicy, delicious pigeons.
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Skunkice beamed at her new apprentice.
Thank StarClan! She's not crazy!
"It's nice to meet you, Spellpaw," replied the black she-cat with enthusiasm. "I'll be testing you today so I can get to know your strengths and weaknesses, so if you're feeling tired let me know."
Skunkice hoped that didn't dampen the young jaguar's spirits, because she wanted to have fun with her, because she knew that if Spellpaw was bored, she wouldn't learn anything.
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Skunkice smiled; whether it was a smirk or a beam, she didn't know.
Alright! We can do this! Er, I can do this.
Her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm, the lavender-eyed femme meowed, "Alright first up: stretching! Stretching is always important, because if we don't, we could hurt ourselves!"
The tabby's smile stretched across her muzzle and she continued:
"I expect you to thoroughly do your stretches every morning, unless there is an emergency. The life of a wild cat is dangerous, and therefore you must always be prepared to handle danger."
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