You know what they say about the young [p, witchingstar]

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    She was really tempting the fates by coming in here.


    It was no secret that Dreampaw was constantly away with the fairies or putting her nose where it shouldn't have been. Apprentices got into trouble all the time, but it was very rarely they got in trouble for the kind of things that Dreampaw did. It was after being reprimanded yet again-and finding herself rather bored-that Dreampaw came up with the glorious idea to sneak into the leaders den. If she wasn't in big enough trouble already, she would be after this stunt...


    Dreampaw made sure to wait until none of the high positions were nearby before sneaking over to the den. Once there, she did another check before diving in.


    It certainly wasn't anything special... Dreampaw huffed, a little disappointed that the leader's den was not as amazing as some of the apprentices had made it out to be. However, one thing that the brown tabby was quite relieved about was that Witchingstar wasn't in here. At least she could finish her investigation of the den and then escape before anyone spotted her.
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  • [justify]The she-cat had gotten back from sharing a rabbit with two elders, and walked into her den to find her daughter there. "Dreampaw?" she asked politely, dipping her head to the apprentice. "Did you need me, sweetie?" She wasn't angry about her being in her den - after all, she got this a lot, and had grown used to it. She didn't mind them in her den much, anyway.[/justify]

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    Dreampaw jumped upon hearing Witchingstar's voice. She hadn't expected her mother to suddenly show up whilst she was snooping around.


    The brown femme turned around, and dipped her head respectfully at her leader. "Not really, I was just being a bit nosy." She admitted, scuffing a paw against the floor. She was rather releived to see that her mother wasn't angry at her but she was probably used to having clan members wonder into her den. Heck, she wouldn't have been surprised if any of her littermates or older siblings had wondered in at one point. "You know, it's my first time coming in here. Honestly I thought it'd look a bit better than this." She said with a playful look playing on her features.
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  • [justify]"Oh, how rude!" she mewed jokingly, then aiming to gently punch her daughter, not hard enough to hurt her. After all, they were just playing, weren't they? "My den is absolutely perfect, and is a paradise!"[/justify]

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    Dreampaw ducked her head, narrowly avoiding her mother's cuff. She couldn't help but chuckle at her mother's statement about her being rude. "You know I should be punished for being so rude to my leader." She began, a playful look flashing in her heterochromia stained eyes, "Perhaps my punishment could be to taken out for a hunt?"
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    Dreampaw grinned. "Great! I was secretly hoping you'd say yes..." She admitted. Despite being told she could lead the way, Dreampaw did not wander too far in front of her mother. She walked ahead whilst heading out of camp, but as soon as they were far enough away from camp, she slowed her pace and walked alongside her mother.
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    Dreampaw's eyes were focused on the leaves rustling in the distance, but her ears twitched slightly as picked up on the last part of her mother's question. "Eh, I've been alright." She said, not wanting to say too much. They continued to walk in silence before Dreampaw realised that her answer wasn't exactly very...detailed. "Sorry about that, I am fine though" She began, swiftly apologising for her earlier abrupt response, "I don't seem to be making many friends, but I'm trying my best to hunt and learn to fight with my mentor. How about you? Anything interesting happen recently?"
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    Dreampaw nodded her head as mother continued to speak. Dreampaw loved the idea of becoming a leader one day, but hearing what her mother had to say always made her feel as if she wasn't suited to that kind of a role. "We're here!" She suddenly exclaimed, as the tree thinned out into a opening of sorts. "This is my favourite place to hunt, it feels like my senses are heightened here. Do you want to hunt first or should I?"
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    ooc - Hi there Jezelle!


    Dreampaw nodded. She was a little nervous, about hunting in front of her mother but she soon calmed herself. Taking a few steps forwards, Dreampaw paused to scent the air. There weren't many scents in the air, but she did detect a faint hint of mouse in the undergrowth before her. The scent was weak, so it was hard to tell if the mouse was still in the area or not. Crouching down low, Dreampaw carefully made her way along the grassy floor until she briefly disappeared into the undergrowth. She was gone for a few moments before re-appearing with a mouse dangling from her jaws. She padded back to her mother and dropped it on the floor. It certainly wasn't her best catch, but it'd do for now.
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    "A challenge, eh?" She repeated, a small grin playing on her features. There was obviously a certain limit to what they could catch, considering the area they were in, but there was nothing stopping Dreampaw choosing something which wasn't all that common. "How about a robin?" She suggested.
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    "Gotta say I'm impressed that you found one."


    Dreampaw was impressed that her mother had managed to catch a robin. Whilst it was the season for them, they were notoriously hard to find. Or at least that is what her NPC mentor had told her. Dreampaw looked around, before sitting on the ground. "Shall we eat our catch?" She questioned, green eyes shining with amusement.
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