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((Time for a nice time skip? o3o I can pretty well sumarize the past happenings if we do ^^))

Its been about five days since the fight. Magmapaw started a good recovery, and was able to have a warrior ceremony on time, as did Driftpaw. Now they are Magmafang and Drifttail, but the same cannot be said for Wildpaw, where ever he is. Patrols have searched as best they could, but none of the Shadowclan cats specialize in tracking. At least, warrior wise. Magmafang is still recovering, but is almost fully healed. Hes strong built and heathly, which gave him a fast recovery. But a sadness had hung over the warrior ceremony for two of Spottedheart's kits, the parents proud and heartbroken that one of their sons were gone. Only a true tracker could find Wildpaw now...

Spiritpaw lounged quietly outside of the apprentice den, pondering what would happen within the next few days. His warrior cermony would be quite soon, though not many would guess it due to the fact he wasnt that big. Toadpaw had grown strong, and Marshpaw was sleek bodied long legged cat now. And Applepaw was a beautiful young adult now with glowing fur. spiritpaw was still...small. He black eyes were as cold as they were colored. He remembered stories of Tagerstar, and how he had defeated by a cat named Scourge. Some elders, even though they had not been around then, estimated Spiritpaw to be about Scourge's size. But Spiritpaw's specialty was tracking, yet it had not been recognized. The other apprentices though knew that tracking was his greates asset.

"You should remember, seeing as how you were in this den not to long ago," Spiritpaw meowed curtly, and rose, stretching. "Yes. I have a talent for tracking. You wish for me to help track Wildpaw, right? Or at least, thats what I'd assume." Spiritpaw brushed som dirt from his white pelt, and stared at Magmafang. Not long from now, Spiritpaw would be a warrior too.

"Since you're the only cat to ask, sure. But keep up when I'm tracking, and please dont qestion what I'm doing. It'll only take longer if you do," Spiritpaw meowed, then peeked around the quiet camp. Cats seemed slightly downcast at the lost of a fellow clanmate, so surely none would notice them slip out of camp.
"Take me to where the fight happened. We'll start there."

Spiritpaw went immediatley about his work, sniffing the loose gritty ground of the training area carefully. Right now, there was no need of expert tracking sice the blood trail still remained. He tantavley licked the dried blood a couple of times, narrowing his eyes as this gave a much stonger sense of Wildpaw's scent. Spiritpaw flicked his tail for Magmafang to follow, and bunded off, ging carefulkly along the blood trail, led by a faint now, but concentrated scent. He stopped by a small area with mud puddles and fllowed the blood to a puddle near the surrounding foliage. He sniffed the blood, then mud, tasting the mud, then spitting it out.
"This mud has a slight tang of blood in it. Wildpaw stopped here and rolled in the mud to hide his scent and cover his wounds. He did not wish to be followed. By following the specific trace of this mud's scent, aswell as surveying the enviroment, we should be able to find Wildpaw by nightfall. Magmafang, as to not destoy his trail, I request to make sure you dont, that you keep behind me. And do not question any commands I give, please. If you defey me, we could easily be caught. Any older warrior would want to know what a young adult like yourself is doing scuffling around at the border's of ShadowClan territory."
Spiritpaw did not look back, but lifted his head, and scented the air carefully as he awaited a reply.

"Good. Keep an eye out for patrols also if you can, I'll focus on your brothers trail," Spiritpaw meowed, sniffing out the specific tang of the mud's scent, he followed along the ground. They left the small claering of mud puddles and went into some thick leafy foliage. Spiritpaw paused as the scent would be hard to find with all the overwhelming scents of herbs and plants, so he let open his jaw to scent as his eyes began to rove around his as he followed small traces of the mud scent into the greenery. He paused when he saw some clumpsof dirt on the ground, and carfully slid one claw out and picked the dirt away from a few strands of fur. He sniffed very carefully, licked lightly, spat, and continued, seeing some more dirt clumps along the way. He paused by some broken fern fronds, observing the broken area.
"The sap from the frond is dried. This frond had to have been broken at least three days ago. Wildpaw went this way, and he was tired and fatigued as he became clumsy at hiding his trail. Come."
spiritpaw pressed on, through the greenery, then thy met brambles.
"The Shadowclan border is not far from here. soon we leave Shadowclan territory..." He stopped, and heard ctas coming through the undergrowth. He flicked his tail to Magmafang and shot up a nearby tree.

Spiritpaw climbed nimbly down the tree, and peered about cautiously.
"They're gone...good. C'mon, we need to keep going," spiritpaw meowed, weaving skillfully into the brambles. He stopped, and found a tuft of fur stuck to some spines on the bmables, and found a lot of broken peices too.
"Wildpaw, being of strong build and large size would have had the spines ripping at his mud caked fur, and had a hard time getting through, s'mon, this is the edge of the border." Spiritpaw slipped out of the brambles and gazed at the fields that met him. slightly marshy, with some puddles on it, but short grass. Then, there was tall grass farther off, and it formed into a thick forboding forest.

Spiritpaw's tail twitched, his eyes noting the position in the sky, he gave a satisfactory grunt. His predicion would prove true, because they were getting closer. Spiritpaw sniffed carefully, then bounded down the slope and into the field. He continued rather quickly, finding it much easier to follow the trail on this terrain, where the scent is not masked as easily. The scent was faint, but his nose detected it due to its training.