Bonding (Open hunting patrol!)

Willowheart padded out of the warrior's den, pausing to stretch lazily in the entrance. Her tail flicked as she padded smoothly towards the fresh-kill pile and wolfed down a mouse, tossing a glance at the dark sky and grimacing. It was past dusk, but a tinge of gold still brushed the sky, lighting a few of the lower-hanging clouds which were swiftly beginning to gather. It would be raining soon enough, and Willowheart shivered at the thought of another leak in the Warrior's den. The apprentices had been working their tails off, fixing this and patching that. 'Although I suppose it's good practice.' She thought to herself, finishing off her mouse and standing up once more. 'Speaking of apprentices...' She half-skipped to the Apprentice's den, a small smile on her face. There was a reason she was up so early, after all- she was going to take Silentpaw on her first hunting patrol, the Dusk patrol. "Silentpaw, wake up." She stuck her head into the den, calling to her snowy white apprentice. Hopefully everything would go smoothly.

^{_{(Oh, my bad! I didn't see this!)}}

The apprentice lifted her head, blinking bleary blue eyes at her mentor and blurting out a slightly slurred "Y-yes ma'am!"

Getting to her paws, Silentpaw stretched her stiff limbs and yawned. She felt so sleepy today. It seemed like everything in the camp was half falling apart, and she could already taste the tiniest hint of coming rain in the air. She had just laid down for a moment to nap at one of the other apprentice's insistence when Willowheart's soft voice jarred her back into consciousness.

Her head hurt, her body ached slightly, and she ultimately just wanted to sleep. However, all of this couldn't bury the slight hint of growing excitement in her belly. Her mentor was calling her! Something interesting was bound to happen. Shaking off her weariness, she slipped out of the den and over to Willowheart with a curious expression. "What is it? Something wrong?"

"No, nothing's wrong!" Willowheart was quick to reassure her apprentice, purring slightly. "You and I are going on the dusk patrol- I know that Shadowclan cats are usually awake during the night, but I thought it would be good for you to be able to see some of the territory while it was still light out." The black and white warrior paused and licked one paw before continuing, her voice a little softer. "Why don't you grab something to eat before we go? No cat can hunt on an empty stomach, and while you're eating one of your friends might join our patrol."

Silentpaw felt the excitement flare in her belly once again as she nodded at her mentor. A patrol? This might be fun. She carried herself over to the fresh-kill pile and grabbing a small mouse. She didn't want to grab anything too big. She was a light eater after all. As she ate, she wondered who might join them. She didn't really know many people in camp, so she was hesitant to assume. Shrugging, she continued to eat. She hoped whoever joined them would be nice...