Daily Walk || Open

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Aspenfall slipped out of camp, drinking in the scent of the territory. Soon he took off at a trot, beginning his daily walk through the territory. He hoped he wouldn't be interrupted again. His last walk through the territory had led him to stumble upon a wounded Ryepaw. He ended up having to help the apprentice back to camp, cutting off is walk less than half way through. As he got deeper into the territory, the dusty brown warrior slowed his pace, taking in the scenery. It was like him to forget to keep his guard up during these walks of his, a potentially fatal fault.

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Fatal indeed! Why? Because two, mouse brained toms, were waiting to ambush Aspenfall. Why there were doing that? Ask them! As Misteye would say: 'It's his fault!' Who is 'his'? Why, the only Blazepelt. Blazepelt... The same cat who had dragged Misteye into so many mouse brained activities. Normally which were an epic failure. but this time, Blazepelt assured Misteye is would be an epic success. Did Misteye believe Blazepelt? Of course not. but Blazepelt was Misteye's friend. That counted as something, right? Well, back to the present...

The two toms were hiding in a bush, waiting for Aspenfall to pass by. Misteye's tail flicked impatiently for Aspenfall. The two felt anticipation build up. When was Aspenfall gonna come? Finally, the tan tom came into view. The grey tom crouched lower, not wanting to be seen. Blazepelt followed Misteye's lead.

[Carotius]

OOC: Newly accepted apprentice, coming through!

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"Slow DOWN, Rowanpaw! You made me trip on a hooked root earlier!"

Sparkleap was athletic, but he never expected his second apprentice to be so energetic and outpace him so easily! The ginger she-cat had practically been running since they left camp for a territory exploration, and the young she-cat was evidently excited to finally be out of the confines of camp. The golden mentor despaired at such energy.

"Oi, I told to slow- WAGH!" he was cut off with a mighty trip, his forepaw catching onto something rigid...and furry?

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Rowanpaw was too elated to be outside in the territory, away from the camp. Where there had once been gloomy since her mother's death, the forests of LeafClan were a ray of sunshine, full of life and wondrous wonders that could occupy her mind for days. She was going to train! Train to be LeafClan's finest warrior! Now, if only her mentor would get up and teach her as well as he did Kinkpaw...

Her green eyes caught sight of her sprawled mentor, whose amber eyes were crossed in confusion. She giggled. He looked silly, if only she knew what had tripped him. "Didn't you warn me to slow down?"

"Shut up..." the golden tom huffed, standing up. He nosed the bush roughly, sighing at the sight of two cats huddling in it. "Really, you two? Why do I ALWAYS find you in bushes? Who are you spying on this time?"

"Spying? They do that a lot?" Rowanpaw blinked curiously.

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Aspenfall jumped at the sudden commotion, his heart skipping a beat. He stared in annoyance at the four cats, narrowing his yellowish-brown gaze in a steely glare,"Why do mouse-brained cats always have to interrupt my walks?!" he hissed, lashing his tail in an angry manner,"Can't you go annoy somebody else for once?"

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Blazepelt flashes a sheepish grin. Misteye tilts his head towards Blazepelt. That was pretty much Misteye's silent way of saying: 'I'm not to blame for!' Blazepelt looks at Misteye before batting the blind cat in his head. Misteye's tail swishes through the air before returning the favor. He preferred not to leave Blazepelt unpunished. Toms. To be more exact, Blazepelt and Misteye. The young warrior faced Rowankit, though there was no point, them at Sparkleap. "Having fun with this bundle of trouble?" Misteye asked, almost with a purr. He laughed delightfully but soon stopped by a ginger paw, a ginger paw which was owned by your truly, erm, Misteye's yours truly, which happened to be none other than Blazepelt. Surprised? Probably not.

Blazepelt turned around to Aspenfall. He greeted Aspenfall with his normal cheerfulness. Misteye tried to surpress a marrow of laughter, but it was mind of hard not to laugh at the irritated tom. "It Blazepelt's idea!" Misteye mewed. "And I guess I'm his accomplice." Misteyesmiled warmly, a hint of amusement in the blind warrior's voice.

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Rowanpaw spun around at the irritated voice that came their way, and was quite surprised when she saw a bigger tom heading over, yellow eyes aglow with anger. What's his problem? She turned to her mentor, wanting to ask him, but said cat was briskly grooming his fur, as if ruffled by something. but your pelt's perfectly fine!

Unsure of what else to do, the ginger apprentice faced the annoyed warrior squarely. "It's my first time out of camp and I was going exploring with Sparkleap. Then these two interrupted our trek by tripping him up! See? Not OUR fault, but theirs!"

She was a laser-mouthed cat, her tongue ready to lash at any cat who did wrong and was close to running away with it. She wasn't entirely afraid to challenge even those older than her, but she had been told to keep a healthy level of fear and respect for authority by her father once, long ago. Huh. Her aloof father. Whatever.

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"Why don't you shut your mouth and let the grown warriors talk then, miss spit fire? That mouth of yours will get you in trouble one day." he chided, a mischievous yet angry glint in his eye. He then turned to Misteye and Blazepelt, the glint disappearing and turning to pure rage. "Is there a reason you two mousebrains were spying on me?"

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Misteye grinned again. Spying? They weren't spying! They were more like ambushing Aspenfall. "We weren't exactly spying on you," Misteye mewed, not noticing Aspenfall's earlier words. The young warrior didn't always notice those type of things. Actually, Misteye had trained his ears to ignore those things. He could feel Blazepelt's fur bristling but Misteye had no idea why. The blind warrior put a tail on Blazepelt, but to his surprise, Blazepelt shrugged it off. The ginger warrior emitted a strong, annoyed scent. "Huh? Blazepelt? What's going on?" Misteye wondered, wondering why Blazepelt was so annoyed.

Blazepelt's pelt was bristling. "Hey! That apprentice can speak up for herself if she wants!" Blazepelt thought crossly. "Stop being such a rotten cat! Rowanpaw is right, you know!" Blazepelt snapped.

[Carotius]

OOC: Sassy Rowanpaw.... my gawd...

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Oh, StarClan, WHY did I let her speak? The golden tabby stopped grooming his fur - a nervous tic he had developed for the past few weeks - and lifted his head back its original position, amber eyes wide in surprise and underlying at his ginger-furred apprentice. Never had he expected an apprentice to loose sharp words at a senior warrior like that! Rowanpaw was the first he'd heard of! That, or maybe he was paying attention very much to the others...

Sparkleap stood up as Aspenfall chided the younger she-cat, yellow eyes lit by anger. There's something else... He couldn't put a claw on it, but he didn't want to; there was no absolute need to rile up the cats any further. He wanted to diffuse the tension, before he himself got his pelt bushed out from a mixture of fear and apprehension. Really, really wish someone else was here to handle the situation... Why did Sparkleap always have to be caught in some crazy arguments?

Oh, great. Now Blazepelt had snapped. Wonderful.

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Rowanpaw, though her neck was craned to match the brown warrior's eye level, managed to maintain an equally hard glare, the twin orbs of sight that were her eyes now aflame with the same fury. No way was she letting this tom put her down like that. So what if I get into trouble? She wanted to challenge, tail up and hooked at the tip. I can defend myself! Once Sparkleap shows me some moves, of course.

Speaking of which, were they going to go off for exploration or not? She turned her ginger head back to the golden warrior, who stood rigid with shock as the orange tom, whose name she hadn't managed to catch, snapped out a response to the dusty brown warrior. Wow, she didn't realise how many Clanmates' names she had yet to learn; she'd only learnt the high positions, and Sparkleap, and her training buddy Kinkpaw.

"I can defend myself!" she hissed under her breath, paws kneading the ground. "If you're going to stand here arguing all day, then I'm out. I have my Clan's territory to learn about!"

Sparkleap let out a great sigh of dismay. "For StarClan's sake, Rowanpaw! Be more polite...please?"

"I shouldn't have to be polite to others who don't reciprocate."

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Letting out a growl of frustration,"For StarClan's sake, do none of your mother's teach you to take responsibility for your actions. Quite frankly, you two (referring to Misteye and Blazepelt) need to grow up. Spying on clanmates. Bah! Act like warriors not kits!" He paused before continuing his lecture, realizing what he had said. Had the cat that had been faithless since apprenticehood really just say 'for StarClan's sake'? Truly strange wording coming from him but nothing he couldn't address with himself later. "And you! (Rowanpaw)You need to learn to keep your mouth shut. Respect those older than you and those with more authority."

[BigMable]

Emberlight sat at the roots of a large tree and let the sunlight soak into her calico fur. She gazed into the distance and wondered how she could best serve her clan today. Bringing her attention back to the forrest, she pricked her ears at the sound of commotion deeper into the forrest. She quickly pad into the direction of the noise and came on to the scene of Aspenfall scolding two warriors and an apprentice.

"What's going on here?" she mewed sharply. "We shouldn't be arguing amongst ourselves", she added, thinking about how much she despised conflict in her clan.