Coconutpaw felt strange electricity in her pelt when she padded out of camp towards the river flanked by her mentor and Beepaw. Beepaw's mentor flanked Coconutpaw's, and together they'd go off to hunt, silently being assessed by their elders to later receive tips and tricks on how to do better.
Trotting a bit ahead of their npc mentors, Coconutpaw turned, walking backward as she faced Beepaw, her long, feathery tail swishing behind her. "I know this is going to be nothing like our warrior assessment, but when Whiskerbite said she's going to assess my hunting skills with your mentor, I got a little nervous! I hope I don't do too poorly! At least they seem to be giving us our space to hunt as we please." Her pale green eyes drift off towards the pair of warriors padding slowly behind them. Judging by the fact that she couldn't hear their chatter, she assumed that they couldn't hear theirs, either. "Maybe we can work together to pull off something impressive." There Coconutpaw goes again, a little ramble exposing exactly what she thought and felt. The bicolor oriental gave Beepaw an inquisitive look, noting that he didn't seem to do the same very often. "How do you feel? Hoping to catch a big fish? Or maybe a water vole?"