[Hexict]

[ @Alphafury ]

A grey and cream colored tom pushed his way through the undergrowth as he headed towards the border between Thunderclan and Riverclan. Though he was an apprentice, he had decided to check out the border by himself. He was still struggling with the loss of his mentor and had not yet gotten to know much about his new mentor, not yet ready to get to know them either. It wasn't like him to do something like this. Apprentices weren't suppose to go out on their own, especially to borders with rival clans. Tempestpaw was a stickler for the rules and would probably judge someone for doing this. But he wanted to get out a little and found himself curious as to the state of Riverclan. Thudnerclan had assisted in driving them out of their own territory, but Tempestpaw as an apprentice had not been taken into battle. Neither of the battles. He hated to admit that he had no idea what had happened that caused Thunderclan to do something like that to Riverclan, but he had faith in his clan and believed that it was nothing that Thunderclan didn't have to do.

There was a second reason for heading out as well. He wanted to get away from the camp for a bit, clear his head, take a breath, calm down. After the death of most of his family the loss of cats made him feel even more suffocated in Thunderclan at the moment. He was recovering, but it would still take some time. He would always be hurt by this since he loved them so even if someday the pain would numb a bit.

He made sure to head towards an area of the border where there wasn't a fresh scent of anyone. The warriors from both clans have been frantically trying to re-scent the border to establish their territories. Tempestpaw glanced around quickly before moving to the open, making absolute sure that no one else was around at the moment. He began to pace along the border a bit. The apprentice began to question what he had thought he would find. He wanted to get away from the camp, yes, but what else? He had went to the border. Was he expecting trouble? Was he hoping for trouble? If a Riverclan cat approached the border, he wasn't sure what he would do. Though he was protective and blunt, the tom wasn't confrontational and he sure didn't wish for any ore trouble for Thunderclan. As his thoughts continued on, he became less and less aware of his surroundings.