Exploring the territory of Wind clan

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    Rootkit scanned the area around him for any guards or warriors that might have been watching him. Being stuck in camp all day was boring and tiring. It wasn't far that cats and other apprentice who were only a moon older than him could go out of camp and explore. Why did he have to remain here and die of boredom? It just wasn't fair.
    Using his chance of not being watch to escape. Rootkit dashed into some grass on the boarder of camp.The grass tickled his nose, causing him to sneeze. His fur bristled and felt hot, as he slowly made his way from camp. It was time to explore.




    Meanwhile in riverclan dropkit had lesurly strolled out of camp, everyone there was so lazy, he headed toward WINDCLAN of course he had no clue were he was going

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    "Hey!" yelled Mistiri who was just taking a stroll out of the camp, for an apprentice it was surprisingly hard because of her small size, "You're not meant to be out out camp..." she said, "but I am only just an apprentice and I feel your pain," she added with a smile.

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    Rootkit jumped hearing another cat call out. His first instinct was to run, but run where? No doubt he was already lost, and it was going to be even worse if he did. At the same time Rootkit didn't want to be caught, let alone be caught by an Apprentice. Calming himself he turned to the she-cat trying to make himself as large as possible. " W-Who say's i'm not an apprentice too?" he asked, hoping his short fur made him look a bit bigger.



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    Mistiri gave him a look as if to say, "Nice try mate" she said, "If it makes you feel any better, I'm not dragging you back to camp," She reasoned, "However I will ask if I can come with you so you don't get lost, captured or killed, because it would be on my neck... and I like exploring," she told the kit.

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    Rootkit's fur fell flat as he looked disheartened for a bit when his attempt failed.His ears perked up hearing the apprentice continue. " You're not going to rat on me?" for a normally collected cat, rootkit felt excitement through out his pelt, and joined the other's side. " Can you show me the hunting grounds? Or the boarders? "


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    [hr][hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width:430px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7pt;][b]"[color=olivedrab]Hey hey hey. Enough bickering. How about I go out with ya'll so you don't get in trouble?    " The young Advisor mewed, walking over. She needed some more happiness in her life and less pain, so she figured this was the best way to go, right?



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    Exploring with older cats wasn't exactly what Rootkit was looking for, but it was safer for all of them to be in a group any way. " Alright." he nodded, no point in arguing with the older cats, he didn't want to get in trouble.




    [font=georgia][size=8]Freikit wasn't one to go about where he wasn't supposed to. However, being five moons and close to apprentice age, he was already rather mature, and felt he could handle himself. Yet, at the same time, he was still inexperienced and certainly didn't want to be captured or killed. The ebony tomkit padded over to the small group with his cold eyes flcikering about. Not that he really wanted to socialize, anyway.


    "What are you all doing?"

    Dropkit heard the strange group talking and quickly hid in a bush and listened to there speaking

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    " Exploring." Rootkit answered the other smaller, cat. he had seen him around camp, and in the nursery but didn't really talk to him or the other kits much either.Kits weren't allowed out of camp, what was another doing? Not that Rootkit had the right to complain or judge.




    He wasn't very good at hiding, he always tryed but never could get the hang of it, his tail always hung out... Like it is now...

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    From behind her, Mistiri heard a suspicious rustling, not just the sort which is a bird flying out of a bush or wind passing through. She whipped her head round to see a small tail poking out of the bush- and last time she checked, bushes didn't grow tails, unless of course this was some strangely horrific mutant that was about to eat her. But she assumed that wasn't the case, "Who's there?" she demanded, "Come out and show yourself," she ordered as best she can. The apprentice wasn't much of a person for yelling orders at everyone so she tried her best to sound intimidating.


    Before she had come to wind clan, she had actually been fairly shy- finding that everyone else was very different to her, however here she thrived. This meant that shouting wasn't really her forte and felt very awkward now that she was attempting to.

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    Rootkit tilted his head spotting the larger black cat looking over to the grass. He was too small to see the trail sticking up,but he did pick up the scent of something, he didn't know what. His body fell flat,well as flat as an inexperienced kit could.
    Was there an intruder? Perhaps maybe some rabbit, or prey? Then why would the elder go out of her way to call to see if anyone was there. Weren't they, windclan cats the only one near by? Why would some cat wonder all this way? Foolish, they only would be attacked.



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    "Kits leave camp all the time. To hunt, to explore, or even fight," the injured Guardian said, limping over. Her broken leg was mending, her others wounds as well. But slowly, all of it was mending slowly. She had another week or so before she would be all the more better.









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    "Uh oh" dropkit said, they found him! He knew already he wasn't good at hiding but dang! Every time? He made a run for it!

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    Rootkit's ears fell as other cats came to join them. Today was meant for him to go exploring on his own, but it looked like others wanted to join in. Not that he was opposed to it, just something the tom was hoping to explore on his own. Though that would have to wait until he was older by the looks of it.



    After what seemed like significant running to his small legs he stopped " phew! So his names rootkit? Cool! I must have wandered into a different clan, guy was kinda cool, maybe I'll join in on his adventure, but what will those other people think?"