Hello! Sorry I haven't posted in a few days, just had a bit of blockage on what to do next. But i'm back!

4-20-20 3:46 PM

The sun's warmth started to settle over the cold land. Night had just left, the moon's suddle brightness now gone with the sun in its place. The trees blew in the whispering wind, leaves blowing around their paws as Blankpaw watched cats crawl out of their nests.

It had gotten colder over the past moon. And soon enough the leafs had started to change colour, and falling to create noisy piles. Hunting was now a bit harder, avoid every little patch of land wasn't exactly what they wanted to spend their time doing.

As Blankpaw waited for their mentor, the white cat groomed down their short coat. It wasn't much that they spent time making sure they looked nice. It wasn't important like praticing your skills, or hunting for the Clan. But it was something to pass the time as Toadbelly snored loudly in the warriors den.

"About time you got back!" A loud hiss drew their gaze to the camp's entrance. Ravenstar was standing with a few of his warriors, glaring down at a silver tom with blue eyes.

The tom lashed his tail, his eyes flashing in the sunlights glare. "I made it back before you sent out dawn patrol. What's the problem?" Without waiting for the larger tom's answer he pushed past Ravenstar.

"Still looking for Whisperkit?" Blankpaw asked as the older apprentice sat beside them.

Flightpaw nodded, his head resting onto his paws. A few moons before the two had been apprenticed, Flightpaw's sister had been stolen, or gone missing in some way. After time the Clan had just stopped looking for her, deaming it a waste of their time. It was probably one reason why they even took in Blankpaw and Shatteredpaw, a lack of apprentices.

After a few days of the searches stopping, Flightpaw had continued them himself. Never really seeing the fact that his sister was a good as dead. If she had been alive, then wouldn't she had been back already? But Blankpaw never said that to Flightpaw's face, it was rude and the tom didn't need another cat telling him that.

"She's out there, Blankpaw. I think I found a scent last night.." Claws unsheathing Flightpaw narrowed his gaze at Ravenstar. "If they only listened to me!"

Blankpaw nodded. Their own yellow orbs focusing onto the leader. It was hard to get anything passed the large tom. He seemed to have a hold on SturmClan that no-one could shake. "Ravenstar is a hard-headed cat," Blankpaw mewed before getting to their paws, seeing Toadbelly trot over to them.

"Hey, fluffbrain! How many times have I told you to get up early and not sleep in? I've been waiting for ages!" The she-cat lashed her tail, glaring him down before sharply turning. "Come on, we have dawn patrol."

Sighing the white apprentice gave one more glance to Flightpaw. His mentor was Shadyleaf, and she was kind enough to let him sleep in a little before training. But unlike his luck, Blankpaw got the bitter end of their training. Even if they were up before the first break of dawn, Toadbelly would never admit that she slept in later then them.

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Outside of camp Blankpaw had quickly found a scent trail. Tracking it down, they lead to a small patch of bracken. Blankpaw glanced across the curled ferns. Their gaze narrowed onto a small movement in the bracken, opening their jaws to scent the air once more.

Mouse. Blankpaw dropped into a hunter's crouch. Moving slowly along the ferns as to not make much noise. Before they could get close enough for an attack, a loud noise scared the small gray mouse. It raced right towards Blankpaw, not seeing the white tom before it was to late.

Picking up their catch Blankpaw glared into the forests darkness. Ears perked as they buried the mouse and trotted through the knee-high ferns. What had created the noise? It was like a twig snapping, but much louder, like a tree's branch.

As they were engolfed into the cold darkness Blankpaw shivered. White fur starting to prickle with unease. There was a sense of danger that made their belly chur. Legs yelling at them to turn back and run as the same twig-noise happened again.

"Blankpaw!" A yowl stopped them from taking another step. Fur bristled as two glowing eyes peered through the darkness, a massive figure moving among the shadows. "Get back here, those forest are dangerous!"

Pulled back by Toadbelly the white apprentice sharply turned. Claws unsheathed as they flattened their ears to their head. "Don't touch me!" Tail lashing they pushed past the surprised-looking warrior.

4-26-20 7:45 PM