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Quailpaw waddled her way out of camp, padding behind some warriors. She had just been released from the confines of the medicine den and was relived to be out and about again even if it was only for light work. Technically she shouldn't be actively hunting on her own, but she'd be so bored if they really forced her to stick to that!! Through out their walking she somehow convinced the warriors that she should be allowed to split up from them to look for clues for prey. She promised not to hunt herself though and to come back with her findings to once of them if she caught onto anything interesting. And so, she had been left to wonder on her own for a little bit. The round molly found herself near the border that was shared with Windclan. Her pelt fluffed up as she recalled the last time she was down here. That calico molly had stolen their food! Quailpaw stomped her little paws against the ground in a huff for a moment. Oh well. The bird was gone and there was nothing she could do about it now. Though while she was here, she should make sure none of the other long legged scoundrels were about! Her tail lifted up in a high arch to make herself look much more confident as she started to pace the border, looking and smelling for any breech.

Spiderpaw watched from the tall grass of the territory WindClan, his yellow eyes studying the younger apprentice that had strayed along the border between the clans. His black pelt had managed to hide him when Spiderpaw had sense another presence near him. The she-cat seemed... Interesting, to say the least. The cat was obviously upset about something. Maybe.. Maybe it has to do something with Crowthorn. The dead she-cat had gotten her wounds and the prey from a battle between a ThunderClan patrol.

Quailpaw flopped herself down whilst glaring across the border. No one in sight at all. Good, they must have learned their lesson! Her fur puffed out with pride as she came to this conclusion. Her eyes then caught a shift of color in the grasses. A small, barely visible spot of black in the tall, brown plant life. “Oh?” She trilled as she looked at t intently. “Hey!” She called. “Don’t you hide over there!! I can see you and if you’re planning to run over, I’ll send you packing!”

Spiderpaw lifted his head to gaze at the she-cat, sighing at the fact that he was caught. " Why would I do that?" The tom asked, rolling his eyes at the words of the younger apprentice. " I'm not that mouse-brain." He added on, walking towards the border but making sure he was on his side of the border. He didn't want to end up like Crowthorn. '

“Some of your clan mates seem to be.” Quailpaw retorted. She was glad that this tom was indeed an apprentice. He was older, but she felt more evenly matched with him if it were to come to that. Thought she did hope not. She had just been given the okay to not be stuck in the medicine den all day and night after all! She watched his approach with slightly squinted eyes. He better not come much closer to she’d have to teach him.

(( Spider met a sassy apprentice, also he somehow got out of C A M P

Quailpaw- FogFeatherCat

Spiderpaw- Me

This was made in FireAlpaca

Description
Quailpaw waddled her way out of camp, padding behind some warriors. She had just been released from the confines of the medicine den and was relived to be out and about again even if it was only for light work. Technically she shouldn't be actively hunting on her own, but she'd be so bored if they really forced her to stick to that!! Through out their walking she somehow convinced the warriors that she should be allowed to split up from them to look for clues for prey. She promised not to hunt herself though and to come back with her findings to once of them if she caught onto anything interesting. And so, she had been left to wonder on her own for a little bit. The round molly found herself near the border that was shared with Windclan. Her pelt fluffed up as she recalled the last time she was down here. That calico molly had stolen their food! Quailpaw stomped her little paws against the ground in a huff for a moment. Oh well. The bird was gone and there was nothing she could do about it now. Though while she was here, she should make sure none of the other long legged scoundrels were about! Her tail lifted up in a high arch to make herself look much more confident as she started to pace the border, looking and smelling for any breech.

Spiderpaw watched from the tall grass of the territory WindClan, his yellow eyes studying the younger apprentice that had strayed along the border between the clans. His black pelt had managed to hide him when Spiderpaw had sense another presence near him. The she-cat seemed... Interesting, to say the least. The cat was obviously upset about something. Maybe.. Maybe it has to do something with Crowthorn. The dead she-cat had gotten her wounds and the prey from a battle between a ThunderClan patrol.

Quailpaw flopped herself down whilst glaring across the border. No one in sight at all. Good, they must have learned their lesson! Her fur puffed out with pride as she came to this conclusion. Her eyes then caught a shift of color in the grasses. A small, barely visible spot of black in the tall, brown plant life. “Oh?” She trilled as she looked at t intently. “Hey!” She called. “Don’t you hide over there!! I can see you and if you’re planning to run over, I’ll send you packing!”

Spiderpaw lifted his head to gaze at the she-cat, sighing at the fact that he was caught. " Why would I do that?" The tom asked, rolling his eyes at the words of the younger apprentice. " I'm not that mouse-brain." He added on, walking towards the border but making sure he was on his side of the border. He didn't want to end up like Crowthorn. '

“Some of your clan mates seem to be.” Quailpaw retorted. She was glad that this tom was indeed an apprentice. He was older, but she felt more evenly matched with him if it were to come to that. Thought she did hope not. She had just been given the okay to not be stuck in the medicine den all day and night after all! She watched his approach with slightly squinted eyes. He better not come much closer to she’d have to teach him.

(( Spider met a sassy apprentice, also he somehow got out of C A M P

Quailpaw- FogFeatherCat

Spiderpaw- Me

This was made in FireAlpaca