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Mangled prey lied at FallClan’s borders right where Dreampaw and Maplepaw happened to be nearing. In proximity to the border was Sunpaw and Whimp, visibly nearby. Unfortunately for the two of them the mangled prey smells strangely of outside scents, possibly of them. However there’s also pieces of mangled prey on SummerClan territory as well suggesting there’s a serial prey thief who only catches prey to destroy it. Will the four solve the case together or only point claws at one another?
"Come on Maplepaw. I don't want to be doing this all day. The quicker we scope out the border the quicker we get move onto more exciting things. Like learning new battle moves." The newly named apprentice grumbled as she walked in a fast past towards the border. Dreampaw was impatient and had decided to take the lead before the other apprentice could get a word in. She had a moon's worth of training to catch up on and wasting it on some casual border patrolling was not her idea of training.
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Post by achromatic on Aug 7, 2021 19:56:59 GMT -5
She wanted to explore. Perhaps Sunpaw was never really meant to be stuck in one place. Her adopted father had inspired a love for travelling within her. Sometimes she wondered if she was meant to explore the world, to see the mountains and the seas without any boundaries, without any borders. There was part of her that wanted to stay; she loved SummerClan.
Yet there was a part of her that wanted to go. To find her brother, to find her father, to find the rest of her family.
She wandered on the edge of the territory, gazing at the forests and the mountains that loomed ahead. Her own curiosity always brought her to the cusp of things, staring into the distance wondering if there was anything else to be seen, anything else to be done.
Whimp peaked out from the bushes, at first everything looked clear for the rogue apprentice aged cat. Carefully she clambered out from her hiding space, plucking out twigs and foliage that caught in her pelt. Picking up the squirrel she had hunted she made her way out of SummerClan to head back to her home when she crossed right in front of Sunpaw's line of sight.
Whimp was a WinterClan looking cat to anyone who had two eyes. Her fur was as fluffy as angel wings, white snow and silver as iron. She paused her hesitant green eyes staring at Sunpaw.
With all her strength she bolted, but not before having enough sense to flip over the nearest rock. With her tail she whacked it at Sunpaw with close precision, then and only then did she pelt out with the squirrel still in her mouth. Sweet victory.
Or at least that was the action she imagined herself doing, instead she stared wide eyed at Sunpaw, her entire body quivering with a whimper building up as she stared down the SummerClan apprentice with fright in her wide eyes. "C-C-CAT!" She managed to squeak out.
