Quietly, Silently

Mothpaw scampered across the soggy encased land, gripping the slippery ground with her outstretched claws she was brought to a skidding stop. Grit and dirt flew from her halt, showering the ground with ungrateful plip-plops.

Snorting to her messy ending she rolled her eyes as many eyes were flickered her way in questioning stares. Mothpaw simply gave the wondering eyes a simple smug look, offering a small shrug she returned her leaf-green gaze to her destination. The warrior's den.

Slowly she prodded the ground with her wondering silver paws, her paw slowly sunk downwards. Shrugging off the doubts and mud she clambered forward.

Poking her silver tabby muzzle into the den that held the most powerful creatures of the forest she opened her mouth. Scenting the area she caught her mentor's strong, appealing scent right away.

"Cougarface." she ventured slowly, blinking her emerald orbs she meowed louder, "Cougarface."

Cougarface heard a soft noise. She just thought it was another cat moving around... Then she heard it again. This time she heard her name more clear. She groaned and got up, and gave herself a quick lick. She arched her back streching he muscles then reached as far forward as she could to stretch her shoulders. She looked up and saw her apprentice's tiny head poking through the entrance of the den.

"I'm up...and hungry. We can go around the border to make sure there are no intruders and hunt as well." Her stomach grumbled as she thought about food. She hadn't eaten since sunhigh yesterday.

"You can go get a few others if you want." She stood up and walked out of the warm den. The sun was already up and shining into the clearing. Ugghh. Everything was mushy today from the spring frost.

She ignored the muck and made her way to the camp entrance to wait for her apprentice.

Mothpaw followed without a word, she wasn't really hungry. Nor did she really want anyone to come with them. So she just shut her trap and followed her not-so-happy mentor.

She pondered endlessly on what could happen on their adventure. Perhaps they would get attacked by wondering foxes, or grumpy badgers. Blinking she thought of what things they could discover, maybe they'd stumble into an unknown patch of catmint. That would certainly help the cats of Shadowclan.

Or maybe even they'd discover a whole new camp for their growing clan, one so much more suitable, and one much less--disgusting. Sticking out her tongue in light distaste as her paws found themselves deep within mud.

Removing her now mud-stained paws from this muck she continued onward but was brought to an abrupt halt as she collided with her mentor's cinnamon-brown colored rump.

The impact had made her skid slightly backwards, ears back in embarrassment she meowed,
"We..er..can get going now."

Cougarface felt a push from her side. She quickly twisted around and hissed. "Watch where your going brat! Oh..." She settled down as she saw it was her apprentice Mothpaw. "It's just you..." She got up when the little apprentice mewed. She padded out of the camp, and away from the muck. Or so she thought, the other side was only a little better. She hissed with disgust and started running off tword the clan's boarder. She forgot about her apprentice on the run. She lost all her senses and felt relief flow through her as she relaxed. Oh how she loved the warmth of new-leaf. She's always hated leaf-bare and the cold that came with it.

Mothpaw followed with a startled meow, she was slightly frightened by her mentor's outburst but she shrugged it off. Cougarface was a nice cat, a really nice cat to be exact. Well as nice as a shadowclan queen could get anyways.

Blinking she couldn't believe how fast her mentor could sprint! Maybe she's half Windclan? Mothpaw thought between pants as she raced after Cougarface. Her paw thudded across the ground, mud seemed to fly from her paws. Any passing creature was most likely showered in the muck.

She ran until her tiny heart couldn't take it, slowing down she let out a yowl,
"Cougar-Cougarface pl-pleas-please stop!" Each word was painful to spit out and between each painful attempt was a lung breaking cough.

ooc:We shall need a new board x3