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Breezepaw sat upright in his nest, washing his paws and chewing on his claws in the process. His bones ached from training, but they also felt energized for whatever was coming next in his sessions with Mintbreeze. The tom continued silently, ears picking up the murmurs of the camp and the padding of pawsteps outside. It was so quiet in the den, he wasn't even sure if he was the only one in there or not. Maybe some cat was sleeping, or washing themselves on the other side of the den. Not wanting to seem awkward if there really was someone else in the den, the black and white tom called out. "Anyone in here besides me?"

[Littleflower]

She was small, much like her sister with oddly spiky long fur that stuck out almost like she'd been electrocuted. In her inky disarray of fur there were patches and spots of orange, her paws were the pumpkin color as well. Littlepaw looked up, her bi-colored orbs haunting but also innocently bright. She sat in her nest in the darkest part of the den, her heterochromia glowing in the foggy darkness. In the lighter area of the den sat an ebony tom with glowing amber eyes. The pretty she-cat raised a brow, this looked like Breezepaw, the tom her sister was mentoring. With a compelling grin Littlepaw stood in the circle of green bedding. "I'm here." She spoke in a soft sing-song voice, the velvety way she spoke had a slight undertone of a attractive rasp. Again speaking like the sap that slowly melts from the branches of the large Oak Trees she spoke, "You're Breezepaw aren't you?" She slowly blinked, her head cocking to the side exposing her orange ear and the leafy green of her left eye.

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Breezepaw put his paw down and squinted farther into the den as he received an answer. It was a soft, almost cheery voice, one that he thought he'd heard before. He blinked a few times as the she-cat came into view. Hey, I've seen her before. Or at least I think so. I have, haven't I? He assumed so, and was correct as the feline spoke again. "Yes, yes I'm Breezepaw. You're Littlepaw, right?" He responded with a twitch of his whiskers. That's such a pretty name. It really does fit her well! He thought, noticing how the she-cat seemed rather small. He couldn't really see much of her except for an eye and an ear, but she didn't really have a big presence in the den. Waiting for an answer, Breezepaw put on a smile and cocked his head.

[Littleflower]

Littlepaw smiled once again, her pretty grin exposed straight razor sharp ivory teeth. "Yeah I'm Littlepaw." She purred in a musical voice, her bi-colored orbs now both were under a ray of sunlight, the frosty blue one was icy while the dark green was inviting and curious, her eyes met the toms and she stepped forward into the dim light where her inky fur was illuminated, her minuscule paws were autumn orange. "Your mentor is Mintbreeze isn't it?' She asked, her pelt prickled with curiosity, she wondered if it was nice to have Mintbreeze as a mentor.

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Breezepaw purred. "What a wonderful name. It's very nice." He nodded in agreement with himself before focusing back on the apprentice. One thing was off, though. One thing he hadn't seen on any other cat. Two different colored eyes. One seems inviting and the other... doesn't really. Well, she sounds nice so far. I guess I'll just go from there rather than judge by her gaze. He thought, sort of surprised by her next question. "Hey yeah, Mintbreeze's my mentor. She's really great at battle and teaching. How'd you know? You know her?" He asked, thinking of the gray and black warrior. She sort of reminded him of Littlepaw... In a way.

[Littleflower]

An angelic smile glowed upon the small she-cats adorably innocent face, unlike her sister, the apprentice was sweet with faultless tendancies and was a bit on the clumsy side. As her name was complemented a wave of heat invaded her cheeks and she was sure under her ebony fur and pumpkin colored patches her face was apple red. "Thanks." She gently hummed while blinking her large doe eyes. The unique she-cat made herself comfortable in a nest that smelt like it must've belonged to Duskbreeze at one point. Her set of green and blue rested on the shaded apprentice, "Mintbreeze is my sister." Littlepaw couldn't help but beam. Despite the fact Mintbreeze seemed almost crazy in a way Littlepaw was proud to be her sister, Mintbreeze was a fighting machine, an example of a perfect warrior with the proper tendencies of a clan cat. "You're right she's great at combat!" Exclaimed the tortoiseshell  with a charming laugh following her words. "My mentor is Thundferflash. She'd a queen so we don't train often." Slight embrassment seemed to soak through the apprentices fur as she mentioned her lack in warrior training.

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Breezepaw had to hold back a chuckle as he noticed how red the she-cat's face had gotten. Noticing Littlepaw settling down, he stepped back and made room in case Duskbreeze's old nest wasn't big enough for her, though he assumed it was. It just wasn't, well, clean. Breezepaw focused on the she-cat's wide different colored eyes as she began to answer him, and the answer wasn't one he had been expecting. "She's your sister? Really? That's neat! I can sort of see the resemblance." He meowed, noting how she said it almost pridefully. "Thunderflash? Well she's gotta be nice, being a queen an all. But, I'm sure your combat skills are just fine! You're related to Mintbreeze after all, who's like a master at battle. You'll be a great warrior." The dark feline meowed, almost trying to reassure the tortoiseshell that lack of training didn't mean anything. "Speaking of being a warrior, do you have any names in mind?"

[Littleflower]

Littlepaw smiled sweetly to Breezepaw, slowly blinking her large eyes. "Yeah I'm sure she can help me out a lot." Agreed the apprentice with a small nod of her head. As for names it took her a while to eliminate her ideas down to one. "Hmmm... Do you have any names in mind?" She countered before answering the question. Her bi-colored gaze scanning the ground as if her warrior name would be spelled there. Finally she said the name she wanted, "Littlewish." There was no question in her way of saying it, this clearly was the name she'd been searching for.

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Breezepaw shook his head. "Not at all. Nothing really sounds good with 'breeze'. It's more of a suffix." He answered, copying Littlepaw's smile. As he waited for an answer he went over possible names for himself. Breezewing? Breezecloud? Breezeclaw? The tom disagreed with himself, he didn't like those names either. I guess that just means that Beechstar or Whitehawk will just have to be creative with names. Finally the tortoiseshell said her wanted name, and Breezepaw purred at the sound of it. "Littlewish. I love it! Hopefully you get that name." He responded, noticing how confident Littlepaw was when she spoke. I see she's decided. That's better than having no idea on what you want to be called.

[Littleflower]

Littlepaw let a large grin sprawl across her pretty face as the tom seemed to like her name. "Thanks." She was glad someone appreciated it as well. "Breeze is a difficult name to turn into a warrior name you're right." Responded the black and orange apprentice. She'd be a warrior soon and was beginning to wonder if Whitehawk would name her something else. "Breezehollow, Breezeheart, Breezeshadow... Breezehoney," After that one Littlepaw grinned before going on with her small list of names. "Breezeblizzard, Breezestep, maybe Breezecloud?" Littlepaw offered the names hoping she could help in some way.