･ﾟ ✦ ° why do love and hate sound just the same to me - It had admittedly been a while since Oakridge and Moosepaw had been able to train together. It wasn't that they had fallen out or that the last time had gone poorly, it was just that Moosepaw had been absent and Oakridge had been swamped with duties. Tensions were running high because of StarClan's absence, borders needed defending, the prey needed to be stocked. It was a lot to do, and Oakridge was only one cat. But now, as things were beginning to fall back into a sense of normalcy, the blue rosette tom went searching for his excitable apprentice.
Poking his head into the apprentices' den, Oakridge's golden eyes scanned the nests, searching. "Moosepaw? Are you in here?"