"So are you nervous?" Dapplepelt asks. She trips over a root and I smile. Same old ditsy Dapplepelt. Amberclaw's eyes are alight, "Of course not!" she meows. I doubt she's ever been scared of anything. Doubt she ever will be. "We all knew" I meow jokingly, "One moon after you become a Warrior..." Amberclaw grins and Dapplepelt giggles, narrowly avoiding tripping over another root. She doesn't notice. We grab the assorted game and head back to Prey Den. It's not so much a den as an area. Large places to eat, meeting areas, and of course, the prey piles. I'll need it, I think.