[Captain]

Originally Posted by CandyFlossCat

Tealeaf sighed. "Yes, Ferretpaw. It's what those" she stopped uncomfortably "'fish-brains'" smell like. They eat different prey you know." She said, keeping her tone cool as she wondered if she'd put up with this talk if she was a stricter cat. The problem, she sucked at being strict. Oh well, as long as he got to be a warrior - sooner than later - then she'd be done. At least he won't cross that boarder for sure.. she thought, sighing and turning. "Come on, perhaps the ThunderClan boarder will be a bit better smelling." She mewed, continuing on in another direction as the stench of fish faded away and she smiled softly. As much as she disliked Ferretpaw's attitude, they could agree on one thing. Fish smelled awful. As they neared the ThunderClan boarder, it smelt of mice and forest. It was odd to Tealeaf, with the open moors she was used to she wasn't sure how they hunted. "As you know, ThunderClan cats are built for dense forests and hunt better in grasses and under the cover of trees, like we hunt better on open moors." She explained, hoping to get the boring information out of the way. "I suggest getting a good smell here too, it's not as bad as RiverClan."

Ferretpaw’s tail twitched back and forth as he looked over the border at the Riverclan, not noticing how uncomfortable and annoyed his mentor was because of his rude and disrespectful behavior. Although, he did hear her mention that they just ate different prey. “If you say so.” The black-furred male muttered and swiftly turned on his paws to face Tealeaf instead of the border. “Perhaps, but we certainly have the best prey that only the fastest and strongest can catch.” Ferretpaw remarked, padding after her as the two traveled to the Thunderclan border line now. He, once again, listened to her information, this time about Thunderclan, in complete silence until she was finished speaking. His jaws parted once more as he scented the other border. “Hmph.” Ferretpaw grunted, “It doesn’t smell as bad as the other border, but nothing beats the smell of Windclan.” His tone, for once, was rather casual as he spoke of his home, but it didn’t last long. “I wonder how those silly bee-brains hunt in the cramped forest without bumping their heads on branches or getting swatted in the face by leaves.” The apprentice chuckled, imagining a cat bumping into a tree branch as they hunted for something and not paying attention to their surroundings. He looked to Tealeaf as he took a moment to think. “So, where now? Got any place else worth showing?” Ferretpaw said, his ears twitching at the slightest of sound that came from Thunderclan’s forest area.