Mudpaw

“Im starting to rot in here with nothing much to do, I can't sleep either. “ He confessed. Mudpaws tiredness was wiped away after getting soaked not too long ago. Now he's wide awake, bursting with energy. He wanted to let it out, but he couldn't.

“We should do something instead, maybe ask each other something?” He added. Waiting for Cicadapaw to agree and give both of them a subject to talk about while also waiting for the rain to pass. He hoped that the next sunrise things would be different and that he and Cicadapaw wouldn't be stuck inside the den again.

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After eating, Cicadapaw's ears prick when Mudpaw suddenly speaks.

"Ask each other something?" She echoes, a hint of curiosity in her voice. She isn't sure what kind of subjects to even ask about. Though he seemed bored, and she wasn't particularly tired since she'd pretty been been sleeping all day.

"Sure." She agrees, because what's the harm? Mudpaw is closest to her in age, it'd be nice to have a sort of bonding moment, making friends was always good. And she did want to have a good relationship with all of her clanmates, they were the ones she'd love her life with; it wouldn't be good if she didn't at least know them a little.

(Do you wanna do a sort of fade to black where they talk about things until they fall asleep? Ik there's a time skip meant to be happening, so I don't want to hold everyone up.)

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Timeskip!

Pineclan's camp had fallen silent, with every cat tucked into a nest for the night. Hours slipped by slowly as the moon crawled across the sky, the rainstorm eventually stopping sometime late into the night. The stars burned bright against the cold night sky, no longer obscured by rainclouds. Cold winds blew in from the sea, moving towards the mountains, bringing with them a mist that hung heavy over the trees. Much later, the sun began to creep over the horizon, and Pineclan's cats began to stir.

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(Woah)

Nettlesnap

The tom shifts his head up from the damp moss, blinking sleep from half closed eyes. Fatigue tugged at his limbs and made his fur feel stiff and uncomfortable on his own skin. Eugh. He catches the thick mist-heavy air between his teeth in attempts to get rid of the dryness that made his throat feel like he just ate a whole haybale..

He drags his gaze half heartedly over the clan bloods in the other nests, keeping his mouth shut. The feeling of dew sticking his bristly fur up in spikes, an unfortunate after effect that came with the storm last night, was too distracting. Nettlesnap sighs heavily and rasps his tongue over his coat of fur quickly, every movement sapping more of the limited energy he'd had to begin with. He was tempted to stay in the den, catch up on the sleep he missed only because of a stupid fear of a little rainfall.

Hopefully nobody had noticed that. Had they noticed? The Tom's whiskers twitch with consideration before he curled up again in the nest. His fur was too damp to go back to sleep, and the nest felt like lying in sticks for some reason. He'd just wait, perhaps. When everyone else woke up he could do something. Nettlesnap mistakenly glimpsed the camp entrance and felt his muscles tense. If he had energy, he'd go hunt something. Prove he was just as much a warrior as the mouse-braned cats here.

But the very thought of entering the forest alone without even telling anyone forced him to shudder. The forest was dangerous, infinitely more dangerous then his barn.

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Palewind

The she cat yawned groggily as she rose to her paws and sleepily walked out of the warriors den. The she cat shook out her fur, something in her nest had irritated her last night, probably a burr or something. She sighed, she’d have to find it not wanting to have another night of irritated sleeping. She perked her ears seeing who was awake now her eyes shifting around camp seeing that the rain had stopped, still no sign of Gentlebreeze in her den it seemed. She stared at the entrance of camp and debated going on an early hunt on her own. The she cat rose to her paws as she stretched and yawned once more before she began making her way towards the entrance.

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Hawktalon

Hawktalon and Sootpaw were the only cats unaccounted for in the morning. She had made him get up at the crack of dawn to go check borders and hunt. The questioning Sootpaw had yesterday had rubbed her the wrong way, so, she figured she would make him work a bit harder. She came across the line where the pines and oaks started to merge, a large river a few fox lengths ahead. "This is usually where we come for beavers, and mark the territory." She said, remarking the border. "This is important, as usually this is where frogs and occasionally squirrels come to get water and food."

Sootpaw

As he was listening to Hawktalon explain, he looked around. He noticed rustles in the undergrowth on the other side of the river. He narrowed his eyes. He couldn't smell or hear anything, as the waves and water were too much, so he brushed it off. He turned his attention back to Hawktalon, following her on her little educational journey. If he wanted to join this clan, he would have to prove himself, ten fold.

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Cicadapaw wakes up, a bit surprised she had even fallen asleep. The apprentice mumbles something half asleep, looking around the den with sleepy eyes. She remembers chatting with Mudpaw a good chunk of the night, before falling asleep somewhere in between the more silly questions being asked.

She yawns widely, giving a big stretch. Despite having stayed up pretty late into the night, she wasn't too sleepy. Her muscles still quivered with restless energy that she wanted to do something with.

She glances at Mudpaw to see what he's doing, before padding out of the apprentice den. Cicadapaw looks around to see who else was up. She knew the competition results were delayed so she'd probably couldn't leave camp right away, but after was probably fine, right? She'd also need to ask a warrior if she could even go in the first place. She eyes the camp entrance with buzzing energy, already imagining everything she's going to do out there.


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It had been somewhere around the time that the camp was coated in most when Hemlockshade woke up. He had sauntered out of the warriors den on silent paws, making sure to not step on any tails or flick anyone in the face with his own.

He had always been something of an early riser, and the slight obscurity in vision hadn't really bothered him. He had simply glanced around, then slipped out of camp.

The texture of the ground was wet, though he could survive. He had wandered about aimlessly, the scent of rain and wet earth coating the territory; making it hard to sniff out any pieces of prey. He ended up settling down underneath a s very large tree, the upper half of it shrouded in mist. To some, it was creepy. But to Hemlockshade, it was pretty calming. There was a peace out there in thr forest this morning, many critters must've sought shelter from the rain, so he doubted there would be much to find - save for fish and frogs.

The cream coated tom relaxes outside of camp for awhile, letting time pass before he gets the feeling it's time to head back. On his way he hears the loud croaking of a frog, accompanied by the quiet splashes. Frogs weren't really his thing, but what cat passed up free prey? Certainly not him. He catches it, then returns to camp with the dead prey dangling between his teeth.

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Palewind

The she cat decided she was going hunting perhaps check the borders and such while she was out as well. She began making her way to the entrance of camp. She stuck her head in the medicine cat den noticing Gentlebreeze was not there.” Perhaps she found shelter from the storm.” She stated as she backed out of the den and looked at the prey pile, never hurts to have some extra prey, never know when it could become scarce. She sighed softly noticing some of the other cats had already left for the morning, she could smell their scents near the entrance of camp.

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Gentlebreeze

The flame pointed siamese raised her head sleepily. She looked around, confused before she remembered she had stayed the night away from her clan. The once starry skies were giving way to dawn, and beautiful colors mixed as the sun crawled up the sky and the moon lowered.

Her blue eyes gazed softly at Toby, and she realized she had to get home. Her clan would be worried and it wouldn’t be long until Owlstar sent out a search party. Gentlebreeze licked Toby’s forehead, smoothing the ruffled fur when he had moved in his sleep. Her tongue lapped rhythmically at his head, as she gently began to wake him.

The medicine cat wanted to relish the few moments she had left. A soft hum came from her as she purred. “Toby, I’ve got to go now.” she murmured gently, still grooming his ruffled flame colored fur.

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Owlstar
It was a while before he eventually began to wake up, eyes slowly opening as the scent of rain hit his nose. The moss below him was damp, and the floor of his den was no better, cold and slightly waterlogged. With a noise somewhere between a growl and a sigh, he got up, and shook out his coat a little, trying to wake himself fully. He had never been an early riser, and this sudden mist did nothing to help matters. The clan would be mostly awake by now, with some cats likely already having left camp. He leaned into a stretch, trying to get his blood flowing, as he thought about the day ahead. Thrushtail should've organized a dawn patrol, or at least woken him up. He could already tell some of his clanmates had left the camp, able to catch their scents from the entrance of his den. Shaking his head slightly, he padded into the clearing, jaws opening in a yawn, eyes half closed.

It seemed Hawktalon, Sootpaw, and Hemlockshade had left camp to hunt, and Palewind had gone to join them. The clearing was damp, like pretty much everything else in the camp, and Owlstar somewhat reluctantly left his at least somewhat dry den to look for his deputy. He needed to have a word with Thrushtail. It was time to get this clan in better shape. Regular patrols, more training... He kept looking, mind full of possibilities. He trusted Hawktalon, but he couldn't shake the fear that more rouges could follow Sootpaw's trail, and come across Pineclan. They almost certainly wouldn't be able to withstand an attack of any magnitude. He needed to get the clan better trained, and perhaps he could use the contest results to motivate his clanmates. He'd have to put a better spin on it, but it was what he had to do.

Toby
He slowly woke up to the sound of Gentlebreeze's purr. It was so nice and warm curled in the nest beside her. He could scent the rain on the air, but his fur was still dry. It was strange to wake up outside of his housefolk's nest, but with Gentlebreeze beside him, it was even more pleasant. He joined her purr, but looked up at her when she began to speak. “Toby, I’ve got to go now.” Toby knew that she had to return to the clan, but it still wasn't what he had hoped to hear. He nuzzled her quickly, before he left the nook, purr still rumbling in his chest as he padded through the dew strewn grass towards one of the small metal bowls left out by his housefolk, which was now filled with rainwater. It was good, clear water, and he felt refreshed as he returned to Gentlebreeze's side. "Be careful." He smiled, but there was a clear hint of worry in his eyes as he nuzzled Gentlebreeze once more.

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Mudpaw

Mudpaw finally woke up, his eyes were still half-closed, he lazily walked out of his nest as he arched his back to stretch and yawned before scraping off the dirt and straightening his messy fur. Though, he and Cicadapaw both 'talked' last night, it was pretty much Cicadapaw doing the talking as he silently just listens to her until his eyes closed themselves.

He quickly padded his paws outside the den, the rain thankfully subsided. He felt the subtle cold winds blowing his fur as the mist surrounded the camp, the ground where his paws are standing is still damp. I'm not stuck in that den anymore! Eager to know what this sunrise will have in store for them, Mudpaws tail stood up, perhaps in excitement as he caught up to his fellow apprentice, cicadapaw.

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"Hey! Hey Palewind! Wait!"

Cicadapaw races over, noticing the warrior about to leave camp. She nearly trips over her paws, but catches herself before she hits the ground in an embarrassing spectacle.

She clears her throat, straightening as if she hadn't almost taken a tumble.

"Are you leaving camp? Can I come too? I'm not allowed out camp by myself until I'm a warrior." It was a silly rule, in her eyes. She didn't think she needed to be shadowed all the time. Sure, it was for her safety since she couldn't quite protect herself, and this was new territory; but the perfectly reasonable rule still seemed excessive at times.

She puffs out her chest, standing up straight in an attempt to appear more mature, or at least like someone who should definitely be allowed out camp. She didn't know the older warriors intentions, maybe they wanted to go alone, but it didn't hurt to try at the very least.

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Mudpaw

Mudpaw quickly followed Cicadapaw to catch up with Palewind, who was about to depart from the camp. Mudpaw stood next to Cicadapaw, staring into Palewind's vibrant green eyes to express his desire to join them too. He patiently waited for Palewind's response.

While he had never ventured outside the camp before, Mudpaw figured it wouldn't be a problem if he and Cicadapaw are both accompanied by a warrior like Palewind.

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Palewind

The she cat stopped perking her ears as she heard the apprentice run up to her.” Well….I wouldn’t mind.” She stated but she looked towards Owlstar are ears falling a little flat.” Why don’t you go make sure it’s okay with Owlstar for you two to go with me.” She said smiling at the apprentice’s as she wanted to now be sure she wouldn’t somehow get in trouble for that. She sat down awaiting to see if the apprentices would ask the leader if they could go.

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"Ask Owlstar?" Cicadapaw turns briefly away, eyes scanning the clearing for the leader. Once she sees him, she nods over her shoulder at the warrior. "Alright, I will!"

She couldn't help but be a bit curious as to why she needed to ask Owlstar's permission to head out with Palewind. Perhaps it was because she wasn't her mentor? It seemed plausible, but the way her ears flattened made her wonder if that was all.

Cicadapaw trots over to the leader, a bit shy about even talking to him. From what she knew, everycat had high opinions of him. He was the leader, and he had brought them here, not even knowing of the dangers! From what her mother had spoken about him privately, he might as well have been blessed by those mystical Starclan cats.

"Uhm, Owlstar?" She approaches him, trying to appear more confident then she felt. "Would it be okay if me and Mudpaw went with Palewind outside of camp? To...go hunting and stuff?"

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