The first real foray into ThunderClan territory had been exciting for Lichenpaw. He spent half the time taking in the sights and new, exciting things, so when Darkspirit stopped and started giving him instructions, it took him a good long pause before he actually computed what had been said. After the delay, though, he instinctively dropped down, adjusting as the other tom said to.
"Like this?" he asked, a little too enthusiastic. A pair of birds startled from a nearby tree. Lichenpaw winced and sank down further, ears flat. "Sorry."
He cleared his throat gently, and then nodded when told to catch something. Stealthily, he moved off, creeping through the underbrush. What was he supposed to catch, though? The answer was made for him when he put a paw down... and it moved!! Leaping back with his heart in his throat, Lichenpaw's eyes zeroed in on... a toad. He tilted his head. That didn't look very appetizing... but it would do, he supposed!
Positioning, he angled, wiggled his shoulders, and then pounced! The toad, however, jumped at the exact same time, and his paws hit empty dirt.