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As his mentor and Fernlight padded towards him, Wildpaw stared longingly out into the woods.  It seemed like ages before they finally managed to catch up.  As they exited the camp, heading northeast, Greycloud quizzed his knowledge of the territory.    

[color=6ecff6]"Wildpaw, do you remember what part of the territory rests between the Wavetribe and Ashtribe border?"[/color]

[color=ed1c24]"Well, that would be..."[/color] Wildpaw started quickly before remembering that his knowledge far proceeded that which it should.  He decided to play it safe rather than answer ostentatiously.  [color=ed1c24]"...um...maybe...Jagged Tooth?"[/color]  He finished, hoping his feigned ignorance would go unnoticed.  He was right, of course; many times he had been told never to go there unless he wished to join Deeptribe.  It was well known by the kits and apprentices of Wavetribe, and therefore not something he would get in trouble for for saying.

Wildpaw eagerly followed his mentor as she led the group of cats deeper into the woods, closer to the Ashtribe border.  From time to time he would crouch, pretending to stalk a leaf or stick, trying to be as silent as possible.  The terrain they traversed was familiar to him; practicing was the only thing keeping him occupied besides the occasional quizzing from the two elder she-cats.  

Eventually, the trees thinned, giving way to grey rocks.  The mountains lay in sight just in front of them.  [color=ed1c24]Woah...[/color] Wildpaw's mouth opened in awe as his gaze fell upon the tallest, center-most peak.  It had to be at least ten tree-lengths tall, he figured.  He had never seen them, apart from catching glimpses from the camp or hunting parties.  At night they appeared to be only large shadows in the distance.  [color=ed1c24]"Is that where Blazetribe's camp is?[/color] he asked Greycloud.        
 
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The camp began to quieten as cats dispersed to complete their daily duties.  Stormfur heard Flamestorm call from behind her; apparently the young tom's party had returned.  She looked over the fresh-kill pile, noticing the snake they had left to kill earlier that morning.  [color=0076a3]"My, my.  It was a big one."[/color] Stormfur affirmed Nightpaw's assertion.  [color=0076a3]"It's hard to say,"[/color] she continued, [color=0076a3]"After all, Leaf-bare is almost upon us.  Are you prepared for the removal party?[/color] she asked them.  

Her attention was taken from the two tomcats by the battle cry of Rainpaw.  It seemed he fancied that fish well enough to fight a full-grown warrior for it.  Judging by Iceheart's expression, he didn't enjoy having the young apprentice ruining his meal.  Stormfur turned to Cavetooth, amusement dancing in her eyes.  [color=0076a3]"Uh-oh.  Better call your apprentice before he manages to lose an ear.  I don't know if I would like having a twin."[/color] she said playfully, pointing her one good ear towards the commotion.