[Mercia]

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When sun started to shine through the gaps in the apprentices den Burnetpaw tried to ignore the sun's rays by burying his face in his moss and reed nest. All he wanted to do was sleep some more. This ended up being a big mistake for he immediately realized it was too hard to breathe in this positions. Sitting up quickly he shaked his head hard trying to snort out a piece of moss that had gotten stuck up his nose. As a new apprentice he wondered if he should wait in his den for his mentor to come and get him but when no one came he eventually made his way out into camp.

It seemed it was not as early in the morning as he thought it was, the dawn patrol seemed to have already returned and warriors were already scattered around camp relaxing and taking in the sun before they got too cold. He wasn't sure what he was suppose to do, reluctant to make conversation with any of the warriors. He nearly began to head towards the nursery thinking that maybe Tansyheart would be able to give him some advice but he stopped about half way towards the den. He could not go to his mother, he did not want to look so childish as to ask her for advice. He turned away and scowled as he thought how he could not even trust his mother, what use could she truly be? Tail and head held high he decided he could try testing out the territory on his own, he was not a kit any longer so certainly there could be no danger. Still, he tried to be quiet as he got closer to the camp's entrance.

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[attr="class","alive_much2"]-- I’m not afraid of dying. I’m afraid I haven’t been alive enough

[attr="class","lemcred"]lemming--

[Mafi]

Having just returned from the dawn patrol with her own mentor, Silverpaw sat beside the group of chatting warriors, patiently grooming down her ruffled and dew covered silver pelt. Her fluffy tail curled neatly around her paws as she licked down her chest fur, smoothing it neatly as she recalled the previous events of the morning. It had been her second dawn patrol and she had been taught how to mark the borders, along with a little bit of hunting on the side for the queens and elders. She tried not to beam with pride at her plump catch of a vole that sat neatly atop the fresh kill pile. Prey had been fairly scarce with the upcoming cold weather so when she managed to grasp her claws on the furry critter the warriors couldn't help but praise her greatly.

She hummed at little as she glanced up, taking time to look around since she had been growing bored listening to the older felines chat. Some warriors were still dozing by the warrior's den while a couple of apprentices crept about. One, however, stood out. A little tom who was trying to make his way towards the camp entrance. She paused and noted how it was once of the newer apprentices, fresh out of the nursery, and couldn't help but smile a little.. Then again it was hard to smile when she was over worrying over the apprentice getting lost or hurt. She looked up towards the group of warriors again but clearing her throat and rising up to her paws, beginning to make her way over towards Burnetpaw. "You know you should really stay in camp." She offered.

[Mercia]

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Burnetpaw was surprised when he heard a voice behind him, he did not think anyone would notice a young apprentice sneaking out. He turned to face Silverpaw as he looked at her he blinked for a moment as he tried to recall who she was. He was not very good at names yet but he recognized the older apprentice's spotted pelt.

"Oh, Silverpaw!" He said the moment he remembered, at first a brief flash of anxiety passed through him as he thought he had been caught trying to sneak out of camp but that was until he reminded himself that he was not a kit anymore and he would not let himself get scolded easily. Instead he puffed out his chest and decided to use the other apprentice's presence as an opportunity. 

"I don't want to stay in camp though," His voice had a faint whine to it, he sniffed at Silverpaw and noticed she smelled like the forest still. He was immediately jealous over that but that meant she could possibly help him out.

"You've already been out of camp yeah? Know the way around the territory, you can show me!" He bounced excitedly, all he wanted to do was be out of camp for once. To him that was where real clan life began, it where he could start actually helping his clan and prove himself to be a warrior that everyone could be proud of. He wanted to hunt to feed his clan and give instead of take from the fresh kill pile though what he truly wanted to do was see where the borders lay and start to understand what the other clans were like. He remembered the stories the elders told him and he wanted to know if they truly all smelled as bad as everyone said they did.

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[attr="class","alive_much2"]-- I’m not afraid of dying. I’m afraid I haven’t been alive enough

[attr="class","lemcred"]lemming--

[Mafi]

Silverpaw listened to the apprentice quietly, her eyes looking down at the slightly shorter tom. Even though she wasn't far off from his age, she had been just like him when first introduced to the apprentice den. She couldn't help but feel a little bad as the little apprentice continued on with his plead. "I mean.. I've but out of camp... But.." She started, her ears laying back a little. Her mentor would surely be livid if she was found outside of the camp without another, fellow, warrior.. But maybe they would make an acception when they saw she was just trying to help?

The silver she-cat shuffled her paws a little as she glanced down at the ground, pausing for a moment as she looked back at Burnetpaw again. "I guess it couldn't hurt.." She murmured a little unsurely. Normally the stickler for rules she was a little out of her comfort zone, but.. Maybe she would make a friend out of it. That was what Silverpaw, really, wanted and they had been fairly hard to make since she entered the apprentice den.

[lacroix]

Scorchstar noticed two apprentices, speaking of exciting the camp. Scorchstar had been wondering outside of his den, he wasn't really the type who liked to sit in his den. The large tom's muscles tensed, side-glancing at who seemed to be Silverpaw, his apprentice, and Burnetpaw. The orange-eyed tom shifted, stopping next to the younger felines. He glared at them, listening as he inched closer, the two heading out alone?

Scorchstar didn't mind it, but he didn't like the idea. "Silverpaw, Burnetpaw, what do you two think you're doing?" He questioned the two younger, smaller cats, his orange intimidating gaze narrowing, his voice somewhat cold and stern. He was serious. Scorchstar hoped not to scare Silverpaw, as she was his apprentice, Scorchstar usually showed a more sweet, soft side. 

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[Mercia]

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Burnetpaw's amber eyes lit up with excitement when Silverpaw agreed to go out into the territory with him. While the answer sounded a bit uncertain to him, he did not let her tone phase him for the prospect of finally being able to be out of camp was much more important to him than the other apprentice's comfort. Just as he was ready to bolt out of the entrance though another voice came to his ears, he had half a mind to ignore the voice but the sternness of it made him slowly turn around to face the leader.

Burnetpaw was not the type of cat who was easily intimated, he believed that nothing could scare him but looking right at Scorchstar the smaller cat could not help but crouch down a bit. Uneasiness rippled through him as if he had done something wrong but as he forced himself to stand up straight he told himself that he did not do anything wrong.

"Silverpaw gonna show me some of the territory, I haven't seen out of camp yet." He explained, completely leaving out the fact it was his idea go leave and that he was going to explore on his own at first. He certainly did not think that could be of any harm.

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[attr="class","alive_much2"]-- I’m not afraid of dying. I’m afraid I haven’t been alive enough

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[Mafi]

Silverpaw nearly jumped out of her fur when she heard Scorchstar's voice behind her, her tail fluffing up to twice it's size and her wide eyes staring at Burnetpaw. She took in a deep breathe to respond to her mentor, but it seemed Burnetpaw had beaten her to it. She stared at the apprentice, her mouth slightly gaped open at the response he had given while her whiskers twitched a little in sheer annoyance. She had been willing to help and he as just going to sell her out like that?! A small growl rumbled in the back of her throat as she unsheathed her claws, digging them in and out of the ground to try and relax. After a second of composing herself to turned to face her mentor, looking up at him shyly as she attempted to save her tail. "Yes, Scorchstar, I was.. Right after I came to ask you to come with us!" She covered quickly, offering the black and white tom a large grin as she shuffled her paws nervously.

[lacroix]

Scorchstar glared at Burnetpaw, his claws unsheathed, side-glancing at Silverpaw who seemed angry yet nervous. Just by Silverpaw's anger, he could tell Burnetpaw must've lied about something. If anything, Scorchstar was intelligent and could tell a lie. "Listen," He warned, "Burnetpaw, never lie or rat someone out. If you want to get away with something, the best thing to do is be honest. Honestly is always the answer to situations like this, not being untruthful." The large black and white tom spoke with pride and a bold, stern voice.

No - He wasn't exactly mad, he was just upset that the two apprentices practically lied to him, "Do you two understand? If so, I will willingly and happily take you two out of the camp." He told them. His gaze normal and his face straight. The tom was serious and hoped not to get any chuckles or giggles, he hoped for a serious answer back from the younger felines.

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