Goldpaw nodded. "Alright. Lead the way then, Wingpaw." He was pleased that he had someone to explore with now, rather than lone expeditions. 

~

Sablepaw snorted delicately and set the vole in front of Dripnose. "Sablepaw," she corrected with a small half-hearted laugh. She flicked her ears. "It's hard to not stand there like a startled rabbit when I can't see who I'm speaking to," she retorted.

~

"I'm not hungry," Sabletail replied honestly. She sat down, tail curling around her paws. "Do you know any stories?" she asked Dripnose cautiously, afraid to have her face bitten off or worse by the elder. 

~

Goldpaw couldn't help but notice the way Wingpaw stared at him, and it made him a bit uncomfortable. "We could be picking up moss for Dripnose's nest," he said thoughtfully, in regards to their excuse. "And my mentor is gone, so they shouldn't care what I'm doing, as long as I'm being helpful." He snorted, golden eyes cast upwards. "We're not going to get caught. Trust me!" 

{ Sorry. :u I usually RP her as Sabletail. Dx /derp}

{ You don't have to. :3 }

"That's fine," Goldpaw replied, skirting along the edge of camp, out of view to most, heading towards the camp entrance.

~

"Thanks, Dripnose!" Sablepaw mewed, sightless eyes wide. Her fur stood on end from the story, excitement obvious in her body language. "Bye! I'll be around if you need me!" She pushed herself onto her paws and stumbled out of the elder's den, eats pricked.  

"Let's go across the stream, then," Goldpaw said thoughtfully as he caught up to her, eyes bright with excitement. "The longer we're out here, the more likely we're to get caught!" He shook out his light brown and white fur eagerly. "Let's go!"

~

Alderstar nodded, about to turn to Quailfeather and ask him to take Whisperpaw, when he realised he'd already disappeared to go hunting. This made Alderstar chuckle, and turn back to Thunderbird. "Alright. Shall we bring Whistlepaw? His mentor seems to be missing." 

{ Thank you. :u I love The Marble Hornets. <3 And Slenderman. }

Alderstar smirked, nodding at Whistlepaw in approval. He, himself, preferred fishing, but wasn't about to voice that. He'd have to deal with forest life. He scented the air, tail tip twitching back and forth slowly. He lunged, sliding under a thorn bush. A squeal was cut off, and he emerged with a baby bunny in his jaws. Ducking under two more times, he pulled out the mother and another baby. "The others got away," he said with a yawn as he began to pull thorns from his pelt. Ears bolt upright, he watched as a bird darted overhead of them. "I wonder what it's like to fly," he said.

~

Goldpaw looked at the water dubiously, dipping one paw in cautiously. He waded through slowly, ears twitching uncomfortably. He didn't like water much. He shook out his fur once he got to the otherside and glared at the stream. "Alright. Let's keep going," 

"Maybe," Alderstar replied. "Well, I guess that's one thing to look forward to in life." He stretched out his back, which was stiffer than usual today. 

~

"The... the basics?" Goldpaw repeated slowly. His head was clouded with thoughts other than hunting. "Oh. Yes. Um." He dropped into a crouch, all of his weight on his haunches. "To catch a mouse, you go like this. Try it."  

{ Huh. :u I was thinking more along the lines of Another Clan's patrol attacks Wingpaw & Goldpaw. Then maybe the patrol hears the ruckus and goes to help? /fails }

Goldpaw's head cracked against the ground quite hard when she tackled him, but he didn't mind. He stared up at her with shimmering eyes, looking thoroughly amused. "You sure did," he told her, flicking his ears. A sudden movement in the bushes startled him, but he ignored it, passing it off as a rabbit. "Are you going to get off, or am I going to have to make you get off?" 

~

Alderstar nodded, chuckling. "Kindly noted. Now let's go back to camp; hopefully we'll find Quailfeather sleeping in a tree somewhere along the way." He inhaled deeply, enjoying the scent of the forest. 

Scorchpelt laughed at her, raising one paw to inspect his unsheathed claws. They were long and curved, making Goldpaw suspect that they were rather painful. His harsh amber eyes locked on the two apprentices as Goldpaw stood beside Wingpaw and rose his head. 

"But we do have business," he purred, tone savage. "We're here to claim this slice of land as our own." Nodding at Leafpatch and Eagleclaw, he sneered and sat down, watching with cold eyes. "Get them."

The large white tom bowled Goldpaw over, causing him to loose sight of the she-cat and Wingpaw, who seemed to be in their own little battle. Yowling, he struck out blindly with sharp claws that didn't meet their target. A pair of strong jaws picked him up by his scruff and tossed him, leaving him breathless as something heavy crushed the air out of him again.

~

Alderstar fluffed out angrily and narrowed his eyes, turning his head in that direction. "Let's go," he hissed. "And quickly. We've no time to waste! Whistlepaw, I suggest you head back to camp immediately. That's an order." He bolted in direction of the scent, a yowl breaking the silence. He knew Thunderbird was hot on his heals.

Quailfeather watched as Alderstar and Thunderbird came to the stream, nodding at them quickly before beginning to cross. The pit of his stomach twisted as he drew closer to the shore. Blightclan.... They're almost as bad as Deathclan is.