I'm /Boooooored/

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Owlpaw hadn't been an apprentice for long. In fact, she'd only been given her apprentice name and mentor a few days ago at sunhigh and it had been the most exciting day in her short life! 

So why was she nearly bored to tears? 

She wanted to train, to fight, to hunt, to get her paws dirty and serve her clan, yet it seemed like she was being assigned to do the most mundane of chores and she was having the hardest of times focusing on her assignments. She could hear her mother nattering away, scolding her for not enthusiastically wanting to check the clan elders for ticks. She'd already made the mistake of tasting mouse bile once and never again. Maybe an apprentice wasn't all it was cracked up to be, but she'd be changing her tune after she caught her first vole. Today she had spent most of her time cleaning out old bedding and replacing it with fresh moss. Lakewhisper promised to take her out for training later in the day, before night rolled in, but that was still a while away. The chill of morning was just leaving her bones and the warmth of the afternoon sun was gracing her back as she crossed the clearing, her long fluffy tail twitching as she was lost in thought. She felt darn well near starved and it was time to have something from the fresh kill pile. 

Her mind kept drifting to the coming season of leafbare. It would be her first and she wanted to see snow, but greenleaf hadn't completely gone yet either. Before snow the leaves would catch fire and fall to the ground. That excited her more than anything.

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// Sorry for the late reply //

The pure white tom paced through the apprentice den. He had been an apprentice for less than a day and already his mentor had gone off without him. Is this because I'm deaf? Am I not good enough for her? He sat down in frustration. Everyone treated him like a kit. Even though he had seen more of the territories than all the warriors combined. Smiling, he padded out of the den. That's what I'll do. I'll explore by myself. He stepped out of the den and ran out of the clearing. The little tom was so excited that he didn't see his denmate sitting in the clearing and he tripped over her fluffy tail. Tumbling head over heels, he ended up in front of the exit and eagerly scampered out, not looking back at his fellow apprentice. His mind was on the great adventure that he was about to have!

 

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(@nomstar No worries!)

Owlpaw heard Frostpaw coming but didn't pay much in the way of attention at first. He definitely grabbed her attention when he tripped over her tail and then quickly shot past her. The pale tabby cocked her head to one side and watched him race off with an expression that could only be read as a mixture of amusement and befuddlement.

"Hey, wait!" She felt silly when she realized he wouldn't hear her call.

She and Frostpaw had been apprenticed at about the same time and had spent time in the nursery together, but she didn't know him well. She was skeptical at how well a warrior he would make because he could not hear. He wouldn't be able to hear prey, enemy warriors, or predators. She was curious to see how well he would cope! At this moment she was extremely curious as to what he was up to. He was running like rabbit with it's tail on fire and she couldn't figure out where the young tom was off to in such a hurry. She stood and hurried after him, thoughts of food from the pile forgotten.

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Stopping abruptly in a clearing, he gazed around him. Where's the river? He scented the air but only tasted the general scents of the forest. And something else... A Stormclan cat! Someone's following me! He sighed in exasperation. Don't they trust me to go out on my own? Well I'm going to go and find Silvershade. She understands me. 

The apprentice began to walk off again and soon a familiar smell reached his nose. The river! He ran forwards and skidded to a halt as the ground gave way under him and changed to the turbulent waters of the river. Although, at the moment they were more peaceful and calm than the last time he had seen them. Padding carefully down to the shore, he dipped a paw in the water. It was surprisingly warm, and he padded in until it was brushing against his belly fur. The little white tom splashed in deeper until he could no longer tough the bottom. Swimming strongly he paddled out towards the middle, enjoying the coolness on his fur.

but he was so focused on his swimming that he didn't notice the wave until it was too late. It washed over his head, pulling him under the water. He held his breath close and swam towards the far shore. Once on the other side, he flew to the surface and gasped for breath. Looking back, he could see the shore that he had just left. Yes, I'm in Midnightclan territory!