It hadn't been to long, but perhaps a bit long in the eyes of a patrol that, unknown to Primrosepaw, actually had to be reported back like.. Way before. So why had it not been done yet? Primrosepaw only had half an answer for that. Somewhere along the way of following Silversong back to camp, the apprentice lost sight (or rather sound) of her. And without that guidance, combined with both her lack of sight and knowledge of the territory, Primrosepaw had gotten lost for a bit, finding her way back by luck. That was how it went for her, as for her mentor? She didn't know. Now, the small apprentice was just walking, still mostly unaware that each passing moment was another moment to late for the patrol report, when she found herself nearly walking into yet another one of the strange furry barriers. She hadn't heard that one arrive, so it caught her a bit by surprise.
[ @wndr ]