(First Post! ^.^ Also not exactly sure what the map is in the teritory, soo just gonna wing it!)
It had been a while since Echoedash had emerged from the camp. Her legs were tight, her fur was ruffled, and she had gotten so annoyed by the apprentices muffled remarks about how she was a ‘lazy old elder.’ She was not an elder and she would not be treated that way. She was barely 16 moons old for Starclan’s sake! It wasn’t even her fault, she had gotten severely scratched when an old ‘friend’ had pushed her into a thorn bush. Well, at least that is what she told people. The truth was that Echoedash had simply ran into the thorn bush when she was racing the friend...
Wow, she was starting to become a grumpy old elder.
She finally had enough of it and just swiftly got up and walked out of the camp. She stretched her tan-and-brown striped legs. She yawned in the fresh air, sighing it out with pleasure of being outside again. Her first order of business was to finally be able to sprint around without knocking into someone. She gazed around quickly to take in her surroundings, feeling immediately at peace with herself again. She realized that she hated being cooped up. She needed to run.
And so she did.
She bounded alongside the river, her fur shifting back and forth in the wind. Her eyes shone with the freedom the of the territory. It felt great. She felt great. She ran and ran, until she finally came to a halt next to a towering oak tree. She sat down for a breather.
‘God I love Riverclan.’