The golden rosette male strolled steadily through the territory; dodging overhanging branches and intentionally avoiding large, murky puddles of water. Epsilon was not lightweight, but he was remarkably stealthy for his size. He hopped from rock to rock, his bright eyes shifting and taking in the small things around him. Patches of moss clung to smoothed rocks, pebbles scattered near the edge of the pond...And of course, the gentle trickling sound of water.
Epsilon approached the water, abandoning his pouncing game with the rocks. He lowered his head and took a few small laps of the cold yet refreshing water. Epsilon noted that the water was shallow, maybe a paw or two deep, maybe more? But, not by much. The large apprentice sat down, his back turned to face the water's edge. It was a nice atmosphere here, he thought. Really a good spot to catch up with Alpha and Omega.
A sigh came from the young warrior in training as he thought back to the last time he had seen his siblings. It hadn't been too long, but they were all training now; or so he presumed. Had the others any good mentors? A frown crept across the male's maw as he recalled the first words spoken by his own mentor. The striped male had questioned him on his intentions, was he to stay loyal to the clan or leave because of dear old daddy. Wavestep had sure made a rather strong impression on Talonflight it seemed. Perhaps he had that way with everyone, not just pretty she-cats.
Epsilon shook the thoughts away and lay his chin down on his paws. The gentle sun warming his short glistening fur.
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