Daisypaw approached her mentor, her jaws parting in a yawn. Another late-night session with him. In the end, the molly came to prefer the night hunting training sessions, so hearing that she'd be starting off with hunting was exciting. She wasn't looking forward to the elemental trial, however. She still disliked working on copycat after her close-call with consumption earlier on in her training.

As Crowthroat wished her good luck, she took it as her sign to start. She began to sniff the air, deciding to start with the possum. There was a scent that wasn't too old, so she began to follow it, navigating the small elm forest into the pines where she saw the mammal crouching. She dropped into her hunter's crouch, slowly approaching it until she was close enough for a pounce. She readied herself, then leaped, sinking her claws into the possum and delivering a killing bite. Now to head to the marsh.

She quickly ran through the forest until reaching the marsh, burying her possum and crouching low by the water. She could hear the croaking of the toads, it was simply up to finding them. She caught her first toad on a rotting log, then her second toad as it attempted to flee into the water. She dug up her possum and carried her prey back to the starting point, setting them down by Crowthroat.

Jinx

Daisypaw smiled at his praise, then listened to his explanation of her next trial. Overall, taking out someone's copy was easy, they could be removed with one paw swipe. Controlling her copy successfully would be the issue. She took a deep breath and focused on the shadows around her, building up her copy.

She focused on keeping it still first, like during their first training session, making sure she had full control over the shadow feline. It tried to break free from her control, but the molly fought back, keeping it still until it fought no more.

She sent it forward until it collided with Crowthroat's copy, both shadow figures dissolving and scattering across the clearing until nothing left remained.

Daisypaw glanced down at her paws, no sign of shadows grabbing hold of her paws. She did it. She looked up at Crowthroat with pride, waiting to hear his response.