TAGGED: fishleap snapfire spiderfrost knotspark
WORD COUNT: 276
Dawnpaw skidded into the camp, his paws sending web pebbles in a spray as he hit a puddle. The rain was beginning to fall and the weather was colder, but the cream colored tom was not bothered. His thick fur insulated him warmly; the only downside being the excessive amount of grooming he had to do when it got wet.
Today his paws just itched for adventure. Training, training, and more training. That was all Pantherleap ever had in store for him, he grumbled to himself. Then again, what was to be expected? That was his mentor... after all. Dawnpaw found himself increasingly disappointed with how his days turned out. He would just get home and be too tired every day, wolfing down his meal and then flopping down in his nest to maximize sleep.
He was determined to be different today! All the apprentices had been sent home early due to a rumor of foxes sniffing around their usual battle training grounds. Dawnpaw was absolutely intrigued, and had begged his mentor to be taken along on fox patrol. Unfortunately he got a firm no, but that was fine. A break was still a break.
It'd been too long since he had checked up on how his family and fellow friends were doing. He had several ideas for fun, none of them were exactly approved or safe but, nothing better than a little drama.
He poked his head into the apprentices den, and leaped at the first bundle of fur he saw.
"Surprise! It's me!" he yowled before even assessing who was his unsuspecting victim.
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