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Post by racer on Apr 11, 2020 21:48:26 GMT -5
Spiritedpaw
NightClan Apprentice
The Lively
Spiritedpaw sneakily stepped over his siblings, as he untangled himself from the cats in the apprentice's den and made his way out into the cenote. Soft sunlight filtered in from up above, and all but a few sleepy eyes guards were curled up in their nests to avoid the bright light. However... Spiritedpaw was a bit different. he wasn't bound to social norms, and came and went as he pleased. So it wasn't all that surprizing to see him climbing up the steep walls of cenote and out into the territory. However, what was odd was that he didn't stopped as he ran through the foresnt. This wan't a normal patrol or hunting trip, he was a cat on a mission.
Umbrahound was coming out from the dirt place when he caught scent of Spiritedpaw. It was leading out of camp. He knew the apprentice was prone to getting into mischief. Umbrahound thought that perhaps he should follow the apprentice to see where he was going. The last thing he wanted was for the apprentice to end up hurt. He quickly exited the camp and raced through the forest, following Spiritedpaw's scent. It was leading out of the territory! He had to catch up and stop him! Pushing forward, the long legged tom was gaining ground fast. It didnt take long before he saw the young tom sprinting through the trees. "Spiritedpaw!" Umbrahound called. "Stop!"
