[[Dawn of a new day]] Milkpaw and Hazepaw

Milkpaw twitched at her words, unsure whether she was telling the truth, but deciding that since she was smiling, she must have really just woken up in coincidence, otherwise she would have been frowning and looking grumpy like most apprentices when forced from sleep. He nodded in reply to his name, smiling at her while mentally noting that she was Hazepaw. He didn't want to take the chance of forgetting. She certainly was taller then the younger tom as she sat to his side, but her soft smile assured him that she probably wasn't going to use it to intimidate him like others. Instead he sat down again, his gaze switching back to watching the sea as the sun slowly rose and made it glow.
The air was still chilly, so the tom slightly shivered as he sat, his breath still misty as he relaxed again. He found the silence slightly nerve wrecking though, so he mewed curiously. “So how are you.. doing? ... I mean with apprentice duties and stuff..” He added, feeling he needed to clarify himself out of timidness.

Milkpaw looked to the cream coloured she-cat as she hesitated, her voice growing quite as she muttered in reply. His ears flicked as she said that she learnt slowly, due to her body and scanned his eyes quickly across her unable to see anything wrong. However as he realised her face held a hint of sadness, he gasped a little and looked at his paws feeling embarrassed that he hadn't known and reminded her of something that hindered her life. While he knew it wouldn't badly affect his training, the younger tom also disliked his body in the way that it was 'chubby' which as some cats said, was putting it lightly. Young cats were meant to be light, lithe little creatures, almost to the point warriors would be afraid of pushing them too harshly thinking that they would break them. On the other hand, he was a small lump of fat, as he was reminded daily by the giggles and comments some cats made as he walked by, or even to address him. It made him frown to remember, and even more so that he had just done it without realising to Hazepaw. As she asked whether he had meant to point out her disability, he quickly added. “No!... I didn't even realise.. I thought you were just a perfect...-ly normal apprentice. I'm so sorry.” He said quietly, scuffing his paws a little on the sand dusted stone ground.

Milkpaw felt the nudge and looked back at her, a little relieved to see that she was still smiling despite his ignorance. At least this she-cat seemed more laid back then others, he thought happily, knowing other cats would've left him by now. As he listened to her though, he couldn't stop himself from glancing at her back, now knowing what was the problem, he could spot the small, unnatural ridge that he had missed previously. It sure looked uncomfortable, though he had little idea what it felt like to live with. After sitting with her for so long, even his fairly fat pink nose could smell the medicinal scent that clung to her pelt but he ignored it as she finished. With a grin, he looked up at her as the sun rose ahead and mewed. “I'm sure you'll be a great warrior, with such optimism and determinedness.” Smiling at the small fact she said he would become a fine warrior. His tail twitched as he heard the small mews of activity from behind, but he wanted to stay sitting with Hazepaw for a little longer, especially when she was so nice. “What have you learnt already then? Like do you know how to fish, and hunt and all that by now?”

The off white tom listened with a grin, nodding at her question. So far he'd only toured the territory, talked about the Warrior Code, and discussed apprentice duties with his mentor Palecloud, which was fine, but he wanted to start learning how to hunt. He wasn't the keenest on battle training but if he could learn to feed his clan, he'd be able to feel less useless. As Hazepaw went on to describe her training, he had to feel slightly awed at how much she could do despite her back problem. Milkpaw chuckled as she tried to explain that she was just good because of time, still pretty amazed at her abilities. “No need to be modest, I bet you're amazing.” He mewed, before feeling the need to add. “What's battle training like? I mean... does it hurt? Because I don't want to do it wrong and get hurt or hurt anyone else for that matter.” He pawed at the ground a little, hating the idea of accidentally hurting someone else because he messed up.