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“A couple border patrols. Did you want to go on one?” Whitesun asked, looking at her, “You could take some time to rest. I noticed you just got back.” He added. He didn’t want any of the warriors to overwork themselves.

Firepaw lashed his tail in annoyance, “Why don’t you?” He grumbled, pushing the old moss in front of him, “Not like I can tell when your going to pop out of the medicine den.”

Whitesun gave a nod, “Alright, you can go on mine. I’m taking Shadowmask along as well.” The deputy said, “We’re just going to check the ThunderClan border for now.”

Firepaw rolled his eyes at the grumpy medicine cat apprentice and went to move around him, “Whatever Spiderpaw.” He said, going towards the camp entrance to dispose of the moss. There was no point in trying to argue with Spiderpaw.

“If they have, then we’ll teach them to think twice about.” Whitesun said, agreeing with her, “For now we’ll keep a sharp eye on them.” He stood up as Shadowmask bounded towards them, “Come on, let’s head out.”

Sunpaw left the elder’s den and noticed her brother and Spiderpaw glaring at each other as Firepaw stalked off. She blinked and glanced at Spiderpaw, “Everything okay?” She asked.

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Sunpaw winced lightly at Spiderpaw’s annoyed tone, “O-oh, I’m sure he didn’t mean to.” She mewed, “We’ve been cleaning out dens almost all morning, I think he’s just ready to get done.”

“I know. Firepaw didn’t mean any harm.” Sunpaw mewed, flicking her ear. Why was he berating her? She had nothing to do with their interaction. “I’m going to take this old moss out. See you later, Spiderpaw.”

Firepaw had come back from taking his load out and had caught the tail end of Spiderpaw and Sunpaw’s conversation and flicked his ear, “You don’t have to talk to her like that you know.” He said, flicking his tail tip.

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Redspring groomed her pelt in camp, ignoring the ache in her legs from all the climbing and hunting she had done today. With the clan still rather hungry even as newleaf was rolling in, she had no time to dwaddle. That, and she could see that something was wearing Frostyfoot down immensely, and that Echopaw had been incredibly distant to him. Perhaps she was upset that her mother was not with them, the poor apprentice. Dreampaw was still sweet with her father, but the she-cat was sweet to everyone. She turned her attention to the rest of her clan, her eyes searching for Willownose on instinct, as they always did.

Ashfeather walked into camp with a meager sparrow in his jaws. The large Tom sighing in disappointment as he padded up beside Willownose, dropping the bird beside her. “I’m sorry, I didn’t find anything else.”

Redspring watched Willownose and Ashfeather from afar, that same strange feeling curling in her gut. She wasn't sure if it was envy or simple interest she felt when they spent time together, but she knew it was not something she was used to. She scoffed ever so slightly, drawn to her paws on instinct as she made her way over to her clanmates. "Not much luck out there, hm? I did some hunting earlier...not so much luck for me either." She rumbled, approaching them.

"Nope, nothing..." Willownose shook her head as Redspring approached, used to being her informal self around her friend. "I'm so hungry I think I could start eating the grass we walk on and there's nothing we can do but wait." she complained. She glanced over at Ashfeather as he spoke. A part of her wanted to reassure him that there was nothing wrong with that, and maybe that she didn't mind. She caught herself and looked distant as she tried to push the thought away.

Ashfeather nodded, "I'd go out again with you two if you wanted. I may not be able to catch much, but I am pretty good at scenting prey from a distance."

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(When did you guys want me to do ceremonies?)

(For her apprentices, yeah, but I figured I could make those kits into apprentices in the meantime.)