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Originally Posted by starfall

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Jaypaw hobbled out of the apprentice den, groggy, tired, and in a grumpy mood, the silver tom's blue hues were half idled, his tail dragging behind him. The silver apprentice wasn't a morning bird, or a night owl, he had the perfect schedule for sleep, never sleeping to much, or to little, that is, until he became an apprentice, then it go to all sorts of whacked up. The silver apprentice stifled a yawn, his ears flattening against his head, now most of the time this would be considered cute to most, but when he was in this mood, most of the clan knew to stay away, for their own safety, he may seem small, cute, and innocent, but in reality he would easily tear a cat limb from limb if pushed. Jaypaw staggered to the fresh kill pile and grumbled, wondering where his mentor was, he needed to hunt, the clan needed more food, but then again, the two agent trained together since they got in their argument, since then he's been hunting on his own. The little tom let out a grumble and kicked up some snow, shivering slightly when a clump got between his pads "Where is that jerk, at this rate I'll never become a Warrior Gyreststar will have to hold me back another moon." he hissed, his tail lashing back and fourth as he thought about retrying his apprenticeship, or getting another mentor.

Mossdrop was a pretty good morning bird, but sometimes, a grumpy attitude came from her. The dark brown mackerel tabby was sitting quite close to the freshkill pile, slowly debating about..this one apprentice, who got on her nerves, a pathetic Starclan supporting she cat, who she had seen going in and out of camp. She huffed in annoyance as she thought about them. Adderpaw, was their name. Her cold, yellow eyes turned slowly to look at Jaypaw, an interested expression on her face as she watched the tom approach the freshkill. Hmmm..seems Dark Forest material.. She thought, an invisible smirk plastered in her mind. Quite interesting, i'd say..haha.. Watching the cat closely, she didn't approach them, not yet anyway, she would have to wait. Temper. She thought, but that didn't really matter, now did it? No. It did not matter. As long as they weren't starclan supporters.