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[atrb=background,http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq95/amanda1472/bra2.png] "talking"/'thinking So what! They had told him he was funny, well his sister and mother had, but they didn't matter to him anymore. No! It was all about him today. Him and these mountains! His nose was raised to scent the air, like his mentor of one moon had taught him. He flinched though. He wasn't supposed to be here alone. He had already injured himself these days. Closing his eyes for a second he looked at the mountain and started to pad to wards the large twins. His whiskers twitch with excitement as he placed one paw on the rock and pulled himself up to a small path. It was then that he noticed he was actually going to do this! So he parted his jaws and yowled a fearless yowl and began to charge up the path that had been painted in stone. Soon though, he came to the smallest of the drop offs. He peered over and flinched. It would kill HIM if he jumped. But the cold chill was already exploring his body. He smiled at he stared at the icy mountains. Leaf-bare was such a lovely time. "RAWR!" He said rather bored, his pale blue eyes dim in the new-leaf light. But as he heard his voice echo silently, he turned his head and smiled. Nothing was going to kill him, and his fact rawr was the perfect example. As the echo died out, Bramblepaw sat down and lapped a paw to draw it over his overly large ears. "BRAMBLEPAW!" He yowled and listened as the name, HIS NAME, echoed silently back to him. He smirked happily. Sure nothing was happening now, but when leaf-bare came, this would be worst. Snow could kill, and that was something Bramblepaw hated about snow, despite the fact that he loved leaf-bare for it's chill. But not for the fact that he had nothing to eat. He looked up to the sky. Many believe he was a Starclan believer, but that was surely the wrong thing to say to the tom. He never believed i n them. They had killed his father and look, if they cared they would keep leaf-bare away. Let the forest grow. No one would die and everyone would live happy long lives. "Stupid." He muttered as he looked down over the ledge again and passed. Was he really thinking about telling someone off? No. He was just to tried to challenge the will of Starclan again. It was like mystical forces were telling him to believe but his mind, that stubborn mind, said hell no, go away. He listened to his mind more then his gut, cause really who cared about a gut? It can't talk! WORDS TAG

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[atrb=background,http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l534/littledarkling/Cats/midrain.png] "talking" / thinking He was on a hunting patrol as usual. It was no surprise to him when he was called to be apart of it. He was a pretty good tracker after all. He was far from the best but he still held his stop somewhere close to the top. He had only been a warrior for two moons but it felt pretty great already, though it still felt as if he was an apprentice. He was told what to do and when to do it and where to be during the day or night. Though, Rainfrost didn't mind much following the rules. He would much rather follow them than get into trouble. When was the last time he was in trouble anyways? Well, it was definitely a long time ago, so far back he couldn't even remember. He pushed onward toward the mountains, deciding that he would try to catch a hawk by himself and if not, maybe a stupid hare had found himself trapped on the mountains. Either way, he was going to bring something bit back to the Clan. It was a loud yowl that broke Rainfrost's train of thought. The gray tabby tom took in the recent scent that floated around him. It was definitely RockClan, but who was it? The scent was familiar but being the quiet and almost anti-social cat that is was, Rainfrost still had a hard time picking out everyone from his Clan. Whoever it was, they couldn't be a warrior unless they were purposefully wanting to scare prey away. An apprentice or kit perhaps? He asked himself before continuing to follow the scent up the mountain. The air was getting cooler as leaf-fall was here and leaf-bare was getting closer. That meant less prey was around and the Clans needed to start stalking up and learning to ration out their prey. So why was someone out here, yelling out, trying to scare the prey? Well, Rainfrost wasn't too pleased about it and neither would the others if they found. He sighed though, knowing no matter who it was, kit, apprentice, warrior, he wouldn't be able to tell them off. No, he would just simply ask them to be quiet or... Or what? There was never an "or what?". The scent became stronger and soon the figure of an apprentice Rainfrost knew came into view. Bramblepaw, uh? He was a strange apprentice, Rainfrost thought. But that was no reason to scare the prey away. He glared at the apprentice with his hard green eyes, but that didn't last very long as all. Rainfrost didn't show emotion for very long, he never seen the reason to. "Bramblepaw? Will you stop scaring the prey away." His voice was even, showing no emotion, almost monotone. "Where is your mentor?" Rainfrost knew it wasn't right for an apprentice to be without their mentor out of camp. But he wasn't sure how to be a mentor yet to anyone, so Rainfrost wasn't sure how to react if Bramblepaw was alone. words; 500

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[atrb=background,http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq95/amanda1472/bra2.png] "talking"/'thinking Bramblepaw? Will you stop scaring the prey away. Where is your mentor? The fur on the back of his neck rose in silent anger. He was having fun, did Rainfrost really just become a boring cat at birth, or had he grown into it? Turning his dull blue eyes to Rainfrost, in a manner that made him basically lay his head on his shoulder, he gave the tom a look of, really before looking away again. He was just going to let the older tom go away, but then Bramblepaw remembered the eldest tom's question about his mentor. Silverpool. She was a good mentor for his first moon so far. He closed his eyes for a moment and his mentor's face was implanted on his eyelids. The marble, grey, brown and tan pelt and green eyes. He grinned happily before stopping and turning his dull eyes back to Rainfrost. He climbed to his paws and raised an eyebrow. Already he was the warriors height, but then again Bramblepaw had always been big for his age, even his eight was bigger then normal. So looking the light green eyed tom, over, he forced his normally blank look to take on a challenged one. He would have to watch Rainfrost now. Bramblepaw gave a faint smirk, before meowing in laughter. "Don't you worry now, Rainfrost. I can handle myself out here." He mewed and shrugged his shoulders before turning his body away from the much older tom, by 8 moons only. Trotting forward, with a spring in his step, Bramblepaw turned his dull blue eyes, that seemed to never change or reflex the sun or moon, to Rainfrost again. Raising an eye in a curious, challenging motion. "You should be hunting, it's a warriors duty, is it not?" He was still upset that his fun time had been ruined. He turned back so that his face was away from the slightly older warrior. That was when he bared his teeth in a silent anger that did not shine in his eyes, or wave off his pelt. In fact the only emotion known from his stiff form was confusion. Odd how he was confused. But then again, he lifted his head to the skies and his ear twitched again. God, what were with cats and Starclan. He remembered his sister going on and on about them, and he just wanted to shut her up by dunking her head under water until she passed out. Parting his jaws he rolled his eyes and smirked again. Doing and quick turn on his left hide leg, he came facing Rainfrost again and laughed. "Well, if i scared the prey, let's go find it." Well duh, he loved hunting, second to fighting. 455 RAINFROST

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[atrb=background,http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l534/littledarkling/Cats/midrain.png] "talking" / thinking "Don't you worry now, Rainfrost. I can handle myself out here." The tom's nose scrunched up at Bramblepaw's reaction. There was no need for the apprentice to get an attitude; it wasn't like he was going to go tell on him. Rainfrost wasn't a tattle-tale type tom and he rather let the drama center around someone else, not him. The grey tom opened his mouth to say something but he decided against it. There was no need to give Bramblepaw a reason to react even worse when the apprentice was obviously not going to listen to him. "You should be hunting, it's a warriors duty, is it not?" He could hear the challenging tone in Bramblepaw's voice. It wasn't like Rainfrost to take on the challenge, especially from someone younger than him. But it wasn't going to change now. Rainfrost wasn't going to accept the challenge from an apprentice. His hard green eyes watched Bramblepaw for a moment and he wondered what he would do if the tom was his apprentice. Would be handle him differently or would he being doing exactly what he was doing now? "It is the duty of an apprentice to hunt for the Clan as well." His voice had a hint of irritation. "And to obey the ones older and of higher rank than them." He added, breaking down to Bramblepaw's challenge. He felt his fur ruffle a little bit but Rainfrost didn't move from his standing position. He wasn't going to let Bramblepaw scare all the prey away and let the Clan go hungry. He had half a mind to tell his mentor of his actions but doubted he would ever do that. It would only cause the apprentice to dislike Rainfrost and he, although didn't care, didn't want that to happen. "Why don't we both go hunting together. To make up for you scaring the prey away with your loud yowls." He wanted to compromise with Bramblepaw, hoping he would take the chance to not get into trouble with his mentor later. words; 335

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[atrb=background,http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq95/amanda1472/bra2.png] SPEECH| | |thoughts It is the duty of an apprentice to hunt for the Clan as well. And to Obey the ones older and of higher rank then them. Why don't we both go hunting together. To make up for you scaring the prey away with your loud yowls. So this was the game. Parting his maw, he was about to make a sharp retort when Rainfrost turned his words and basically forced them down his throat. God he hated annoying toms. Thinking they were all high and mighty. Like come on, he was perfectly good. Moving his shoulders in what a two-leg would call a shrug, he opened his jaws and spoke in a quiet, annoyed voice, and yet the voice held some sarcasm. "oh great rainfrost, i do believe we should hunt together. how the she-cats will flack to you now that you have an apprentice under your wing." Now despite the sarcastic remark and the annoyed tone, he was quite serious about it as well. His pale blue eyes that seemed neither to reflect the light of the sun, or moon, shown brightly with excitement. He liked hunting! So he parted his jaws drinking in the air around him, and of course it looked like he was going to speak. But as he spun on his paws, he looked forward, his whiskers twitching with excitement. "Up there is a hawk."

[/color] He meowed, having smelt one the first day of his training, and well, he'd love to have been named Hawkpaw instead of Bramblepaw. Parting his jaws in excitement, he began to trot silently up the incline. Leaving the slightly older warrior behind. "Coming?"[/color] He whispered, but mouthed the words to the fellow clan mate. For good measure he flicked his tail. Wanting to hurry up and show up the warrior. If they got the hawk down, with Bramblepaw giving it the killing blow, he could totally claim it as his kill. He smirked.

'who cares!' a tiny voice in his head said. trying to bring a sense of reality to the tom. 'i do!' another voice said, with a deeper meaner tone. it was like his good side and bad side were fighting. like starclan and the dark forest were sitting on his shoulders in the form of a single cat, yowling at each other for him to do something. Just slightly freaked out he turned his head from side to side, looking at his shoulders, still trotting along, to see if there was anything on his shoulders. It was at the time that the young tom tripped, not having time to yowl, but falling square on his face. A few pebbles below paw rumbled from around him. He growled and got up, shaking and noticing the small throb under his eye. Guessing he had sliced the skin open or bruised it, he turned to Rainfrost to see the damage.

It was lightly pressing his fur to his skin, so he knew that it was a open wound. Sighing, he looked at the hawk's nest a few, okay a lot, of steps away. God he loved hunting. But he hated his injuring nature.

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[atrb=background,http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l534/littledarkling/Cats/midrain.png] "talking" / thinking "oh great rainfrost, i do believe we should hunt together. how the she-cats will flack to you now that you have an apprentice under your wing." Rainfrost didn't like the sound of sarcasm coming from Bramblepaw's mouth. It made the tom feel uneasy and very much in an awkward place. Rainfrost never understood sarcasm; maybe it was just because he never used it before. He was a straight forward type tom, never needing sarcasm in his speech. As hard as it was Rainfrost just tightened his jaw and followed the apprentice. He hadn't noticed the hawk before and blamed Bramblepaw for it. He had been so concentrated on the apprentice that everything else seemed to just disappear. He more or less read Bramblepaw's lips and followed the tom up the tree. He didn't like the thought of attacking the hawk with just the two of them. With Bramblepaw being only an apprentice it only meant trouble was just around the next tree branch. He could see all of the bad things happening now and Rainfrost would be the cause of it. But how was he supposed to control Bramblepaw when the apprentice didn't even respect him fully? One day he might look back on this day and think, I should have listened to Rainfrost. But the warrior thought, Bramblepaw just needs to learn the hard way I guess. It was obvious someone was going to get hurt and he hoped, for both their sake, it was the hawk and not them. Rainfrost had caught a couple hawks in his fourteen years of life but it was thanks for the help of other warriors and an apprentice here or there. There needed to be more of them, at least another more experienced warrior. Rainfrost didn't feel comfortable doing this but he continued to follow the tom up the tree. At least he could brag that he help take down a hawk with Bramblepaw. Maybe this experience would change Bramblepaw's attitude a bit? Rainfrost could only hope that it would because he was tired of the apprentice's sarcasm. But he wasn't his apprentice so why should he worry about it? The grey tabby tom sighed lightly and scampered up the tree further, not wanting anything to happen to Bramblepaw. If he did he was sure the Clan wouldn't forgive him. Silverpool, Bramblepaw's mentor, would probably talk to Rainfrost anyways after they got back to the camp; IF they ever got back to the camp. "After this, we are going back to the camp, with or without the hawk." He mewed in a whisper. words; 402

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