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Originally Posted by tawny~

Leafpaw nodded right back, a calm and thoughtful expression on his face. To earn a wary cat's trust, is a very hard thing, if you think about it, paranoia keeps the cat in constant wariness at every single cat they meet, so it takes a long time for them to earn their trust. For Leafpaw, he preferred to do it that way, it was fine, and it didn't matter all that much. Leafpaw was a new apprentice, and that was also the fact why he was back here, to explore mostly, and if their were prey, hunt. He shrugged. "I'm sure I'll find my way around, theirs no need." Leafpaw answered, rather politely, tail swishing. "Seems like to be a nice area," He commented calmly, looking around, it did seem pretty nice, but a bit..dark to say the least. Leafpaw, didn't want to trip over something, like he usually did as a kit, literally tripping over everything in sight. It was a little funny, but now, it would be pretty embarrassing, so Leafpaw wanted to try and NOT trip over every single thing, so this area, being dark, it would be pretty hard not to trip, so Leafpaw was hesitant on exploring this part of the territory. His ears twitched slightly, grooming his fur a little bit. It was a bit dusty, and he probably had a lot of snow on his fur.

The silver female looked at him hard, as though second guessing that he was, in fact, an apprentice of ThunderClan, and then she shrugged. If he wanted to find his own way that was fine with her. He can get lost if he wants to. Just as long as the blame isn't on me. She thought, her hues flashing in an irritated manner for a moment. She didn't look too happy. But then again, she was still a little on edge at having found a strange cat in her territory. "Suit yourself. Good luck with that." She mewed, although her hues showed that she didn't really care whether he got lost or not. Stormpaw wasn't the type of cat to all of a sudden care about a cat she had just met... whether they were a clanmate or not. Oh, she hadn't always been that way. She had been quite caring when she was a younger apprentice, happily greeting everyone she met... but Ratnight's rule, not to mention just growing up in general had changed all that. No longer was she the spunky, cheerful, somewhat clumsy apprentice she had been. She was calmer. More spirited now. And she hated being told what to do. "It's a wonderful area. There's not much prey back here, so I guess it doesn't count for much; but as far as looks go, it's one of the prettiest." She mewed, meeting the younger tom's eyes. There was a friendly gleam in her own, and she smiled a little as she looked at the tom. Now that she was pretty sure he was no threat, she could be more friendly towards him. After all, friendliness counted for more.... didn't it?