[Glacial]

// @marni

Fallowpaw sighed as he trekked through the territory, shaking dirt from his pelt. His eyelids were heavy from a lack of sleep. He was very well aware of what he had gotten himself into. In search of Muddyrose (he wanted to receive training) he may have gotten a little... sidetracked, to say at the least. However, when he'd entered the outskirts, it seemed that the ground opened up beneath him. Well, not literally. There was a large whole he'd so clumsily fallen into. Hopefully, Cindersky would accept him back into the clan... or whoever was handling rejoinings now. Last time the tom had checked, she and some other warriors were in charge of them - although she'd seemed the most entrusted within the clan. Maybe ThunderClan finally had their leadership settled.

"Cindersky?" Fallowpaw called awkwardly, glancing at his shredded paw. When he fell into the hole, it had been broken. I hate this. What if I won't be considered "normal" anymore? Plus, if he did get accepted back into the clan, he probably wouldn't even have a decent mentor! Muddyrose, at least, understood why he didn't socialize much. Not very many cats were like that.