[font=georgia]Silently, and carefully, the young cream and white apprentice made his way back through SunClan territory every hair on his body on end. Hollow eyes now held a sense of fear and he glanced behind him at Cecil who displayed the same signs of uncertainty. Why had he decided to bring a rogue back onto the territory? It was better than slaughtering a clan mate, and he was the only rogue willing to volunteer. Frostpaw mewed under his breath, ”Just stay quiet, and no one should hear you.” But he trusted the tom not to leap up onto him and slice his own neck.
Eventually, the school came into sight and his sense of being caught heightened and caused his breath to come out in rapid gasps. Turning to the chocolate tom, he murmured, ”Now stay with me, if you’re with me, no one will think you’re a threat.” Cecil nodded, ”Gotcha.” Taking a deep shaky breath, he stepped through the underbrush and signalled for the tom to follow him. Fur had started to cover the parts where he had sliced himself up and he hadn’t done it ever since he was put in the position of Divine.
Right now, he had bigger things to worry about.
Cecil’s ribs stuck out in stark contrast to his handsome chocolate pelt and he easily towered over the smaller apprentice. But this is what he wanted and he would do anything to get it. Even if it meant being in SunClan’s territory for a little while. Swiftly, the young apprentice bounded to the top of the school steps and sat facing out over the grounds of the school. Beside him, Cecil sat down and waited for what the high position boy intended on doing. ”ALL SUNCLAN C-CATS GATHER HERE FOR A CLAN MEETING,” A heavy stutter entered his voice at what he was about to do. This was undiscussed with Vertigo and Lovelace and he wondered if he’d be booted for it.
