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Littlecloud followed after them, deliberately brushing against trees and bushes to spread her scent. She watched Autumnpaw silently, she could tell that the apprentice's mind was a million miles away, probably thinking about Bronzepaw she debated for amoment on whether or not to talk to her about it, but decided to wait, see if the cat could pull herself out of it. The scent of a squirrel and a mouse diverted her attention. She darted after the squirrel, leaped, missed, and fell ontop of the mouse. She frowned to herself, squirrels didn't normally get away from her. Then shrugged, pushing some bracken ontop of the dead mouse's body.

Spicepelt gave a sigh, going around to the ShadowClan border. She so wished to go over there, fight until she found Bronzepaw, and come back...but it was impossible. She caught a stray frog that hopped over the border, making a 'ew-who-in-their-right-minds-would-eat-this' face. She got it anyway, scraped dirt over it, and continued.

((Hey, anyone know if its past leafbare yet, cause last I checked, its been winter for a REALLY long time in this RP))

Blizzardpaw watched as Autumnpaw left the den and groomed himself a bit before following her lead and going out into the morning sunshine.
I wonder how Icestar is feeling this morning? He asked himself as he went over to the kill pile and munched on a small brown mouse. Today, he'd have to go back out and find the rest of the meat he had burried during his 'extended training trip'.
As soon as he finished, he wandered around camp untill he heard Icestar. He bounded up to his master and skidded to a hault.
Just the cat I was looking for! Goodmorning Icestar! he greeted cheerfully. Looks like you did a great job of protecting the camp last night. Just what I'd expect from my master.
Blizzardpaw smiled, as he sat down next to Icestar.

Blizzardpaw grinned.
Hehe, it seems our leader has a few secrets of her own. Wadda ya know! I though you were the honest type. Don't worry I won't tell, but she might find out on her own. Spicepelt is a sharp cat... she has to be if shes a depudy. You still look exhausted. Maybe you should take a nap? That way you're not as forgone. He advised standing back up.

Immediantly, Blizzardpaw nodded and bolted off in the direction of the field.
Yes, yes, yesss! Battle Training! All Right! This is the first time I get real training since... a week ago! He shouted excitedly as he ran up the trails through the woods. His voice ecoed amoung the trees.

Littlecloud nodded, then sighed, "Not that'd do any good. We'd go over there, spill some blood, get our claws dirty, then get either get seriously injured or killed. Not that you don't know that." she murmered the last part, her eyes staring longingly across the border. then she shrugged, and forced herself to look away, continuing to padd down the border line, the sharp air of leafbare buring her nose as she sniffed for prey.

Littlecloud couldn't help but let out a mew of laughter as the snow fell on Spicepelt, of course, at that same moment, another drift of snow tumbled from the branches, effectively burrying her. "Brrr, that's cold," her voice squeaked slightly, as she launched herself from the snow pile, shaking herself viscously to get rid of the cold stuff before it melted and got her wet. She sighed, the let out a bark of laughter, "Guess I deserved that," she murmered under her breath.