(Mocha your accepted)
"Come, Owlpaw." Tigerroar turned to see his apprentice trailing behind, panting slightly.
"But... this is so far..."
"We need to make it before nightfall."
"O...Ok Tigerroar." Owlpaw sped up her pace, trying to match the pace of her large tabby mentor. Tigerroar sighed. The apprentice was out of energy, and they still had a long walk to go. His shoulders were broad and he had a powerful back and neck muscles anyway...
"You can ride on my back for a little of the way."
"Really?" The tired apprentice looked at him, slightly brightening.
"Get on." The dark brown apprentice clambered on. She was extremely light. She ate regularly, and he exercised her enough, "Why are you so light?"
"Uhh.."
"Why?"
"I was..just.. practicing..more. Yea."
"Mmm Hmmm." Tigerroar accepted her exuse. He would have to get on her later, "Get off, we are almost there."
Owlpaw leapt off, "Can we run?"
"Go!" Tigerroar mewed, dashing off.
Owlpaw caught up with him, and actually dashed ahead. What? How can an apprentice beat a warrior in a race? He grunted, and tried to catch up. A cold wind hit Tigerroar. Owlpaw fell behind, "What was that?"
"Probably the cold winds from Freezeclan territory. Come, let's walk together."