Waiting high up in the branches of the tree that he had scaled was torture for Wolfpaw- despite his initial assurance about scaling the tree, the way that the branches swayed precariously beneath his paws made him feel less than confident about the idea. Nonetheless, he remained as still as he possibly could atop the spindly branches, although he had to dig his claws in several times to keep from slipping from his perch all together. Straining to see from his high vantage point, after several long moments of careful searching, Wolfpaw was eventually able to see the lithe shape of Olivelily circling the tree down below. His whiskers twitched several times as he listened to her eventually call up to him, his wide eyes peering down at the rosetted she-cat.
Leaning forwards, and struggling to properly balance, Wolfpaw took a moment to bunch his muscles up before allow himself to slither forwards and out of the tree all together. The drop itself wasn't very high, but it still made his belly lurch as he plummeted forwards. Spreading his limbs out wide, the apprentice dropped onto Olivelily's back with a soft grunt, trapping her beneath his sprawled out form and the soft forest floor."How was that for sabotage?" Wolfpaw eventually questioned, unable to keep the teasing note out of his voice.
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