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being an apprentice was cool, she guessed. there was more open-ness in the dens and... the other apprentices were cool? eh, she could care less. she really didn't know anyone around the clans, and probably only really trusted her siblings- which even they weren't around as much (other than swiftpaw). although there were ups to being an apprentice now rather than some annoying kit, there was one large downside about having the suffix of '-paw' now: her height. she was born with awfully short legs, labeling her as a munchkin. as a kit there really was no difference in height. it was until she was 6 moons old and all those foxdung clanmates that were her age hit their growth spurts that everyone really noticed her height difference. everyone always called her out on it and some elders even were worried about her potential of being a good warrior. one would be quite brought down over all these teasing remarks but she could handle it. or at least translate it to anger that is.
as of now the shortened apprentice was tossing a rock between her paws in boredom outside of the apprentices' den, having no task or... anything to do at all.
[b]A WOLF IN SHEEP'S CLOTHING IS MORE THAN A WARNING ― TAGS