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The leader had taken her apprentice out to train for what felt like the first time in forever. The tan and black she cat having been laid up in her den for far too long thanks to that stupid illness that had ailed her.
"As you expressed when I first became ill, no I am no longer contagious so don't start wigging out about sickness and whatnot." Jetstar said sternly. "But Dancingdragon raised a good point during the ceremonies, it is overdue for you to earn your place amongst the warriors."
"So I'm going to put my effort into getting you to be the warrior you're meant to be," Jetstar continued tail flicking behind her. "A strong, leader that can encourage her fellows to greatness!"
"Now, are you ready to begin Coralpaw?" She asked turning to Coralpaw after what she felt had been a very passionate and inspiring speech.
Coralpaw grumbled under her breath. "Yeah, yeah," she said, suppressing the urge to roll her eyes. Strong sounded good. Leader sounded even better. Encouraging her fellows to greatness didn't quite hit the spot for her. Her Clanmates could be however useless they wanted as long as they didn't get in her way.
The truth was, she'd been rather enjoying her newfound freedom that had come with her mentor being sick. There was so much time in the day for her to pursue all her hobbies, like yelling at Raggedpaw and bullying Servalpaw. Unfortunately, all that time off meant that she'd gotten horrendously unfit. Even walking up a slight incline had her wheezing. "What's on the agenda today, Miss Coughs-a-lot?" Coralpaw asked, hoping it was nothing too strenuous--perhaps in vain.
