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Raccoonpaw been patrolling SummerClan's western border like a good apprentice but, after seeing all of the leaves on FallClan's side of the border, he just couldn't help himself: The brown-furred tom crossed right over into enemy territory and began collecting the leaves into one giant (dog-sized) pile. Once satisfied with his work, he took a few steps back, let out a battle cry, then threw himself into the pile, scattering leaves everywhere... guaranteed to attract attention.
Post by complacentdevil on Nov 27, 2021 19:56:21 GMT -5
Promisedprince picked up his head, a loud cry scaring the mouse that he was trying to hunt. He gave up quickly, not bothering to chase after it. Whatever screamed like that would probably do it again. And so he found himself heading towards it. What he found wasnt quite what he expected. An apprentice, flinging himself into a pile of leaves. And an apprentice that wasn't from here to bat. It made the newly named warrior laugh. Not like exposing himself would cause much trouble, this tom seemed as harmless as the mouse that got away. "Having fun?" he called, keeping a couple foxlengths away.
The apprentice either ignored him or didn't heard him, probably the latter. While Promisedprince wouldn't know this, Raccoonpaw was hard of hearing due to an injury from his childhood, meaning that the sound of the leaves rustling against his head totally overpowered the FallClan Warrior's voice.
After a few minutes the brown-furred tom crawled out of his pile and began rebuilding it, still completely oblivious that he had been discovered by an enemy Warrior.
Post by complacentdevil on Dec 25, 2021 21:55:31 GMT -5
The white warrior watched with a slightly agape, dumbfounded look on his face. Just what was happening here? He wondered, furrowing his brows. Maybe he couldnt hear him, maybe he should yell, he thought to himself, though he found his feet moving him closer to the leaf pile and the oblivious apprentice. "You having fun there?!" he asked, his tone a bit louder than before.
This time Raccoonpaw did notice the call of another cat and casually turned around to see a face he didn't recognize. A FallClan cat? Oh yeah, he was on FallClan territory, oops.
"Yeah, lots of fun! Wanna join me?"
Maybe if he could get on this dude's good side, he'd get away with this without getting into any trouble.
Post by complacentdevil on Jan 2, 2022 0:01:04 GMT -5
"What are you even doing?" he asked, unsure if he should keep his distance, half because he didnt want to spook the apprentice by being intimidating, and half because he was just as spooked himself. His tone wasnt rude, but rather wholeheartedly curious. He liked fun, at least when he knew what he was doing. And while chasing leaves was something he mightve done as a kit, he never ended up just throwing himself into a pile of them. Maybe it was some special training his clan was doing. He found his paws inching him closer anyways, up until he was adjacent to the pile of leaves. He poked it gingerly with his paw before looking back towards the apprentice, "You got something in here or?"
