[doghouse]

Originally Posted by Honorable Kitti

Rushpaw followed, hoping they wouldn't reach a dead end. "Are you sure this is a good idea?", he asked as he continued walking. "Because I don't think it is....", he meowed.

Midgepaw had been thinking the exact same thing by this point, and stopped. “Yeah . . . let's go back.” the younger apprentice muttered, and it would've been impossible to hear under normal circumstances, but under the earth, the noise seemed to echo eerily, unnaturally loud to the cat's sensitive ears. Well, everything about Midgepaw was sensitive, both physically and emotionally so. They started back up, because there wasn't enough room for them to turn around. Ignoring the sharp stoned that caught in the pelt and seemed to slow their progress. Panic started to boil up in the apprentice, and they started moving backwards more frantically.