She has been in camp for way too long today. She wasn't chosen for any patrols, so apprentice tasks such as checking the elders for ticks and cleaning the fresh kill pile had been left to her. She feels like she is forgetting something, but no one has called her out on and she had become distracted. She had sunbathed, heard some stories from the elders, bothered a few warriors still left in camp and even groomed. Despite it all, she was bored. Then sometime after sunhigh a leaf drifted though the wind, landing a few tail lengths away.
Now, the small tortie point apprentice is standing low to the ground, in a form that resembles a hunters crouch. Her blue orbs are focused leaf is several tail lengths away. Her fur is too short to touch the ground, but her stance is too low to walk properly - which can be seen as she takes a few steps forward andwobbles on her paws. She rights herself, then takes another step forward. snap! a twig breaks under her front paw. She sighs in furstation and stands up. Glaring at the uncaught leaf now a tail length away.