[Brunch]

Sidling along with others in the pandemonium, Ashenpaw, though somewhat confused of Grousestar's sudden outburst of decision, followed suit, trying to help any of the kit or elders that were lagging behind. The petite apprentice couldn't see her leader, hoping that she wasn't falling off track of his paw steps. She framed her neck to see above the dozens of cats, though failed. Wheezes came out of her maw; Ashenpaw's anxiety hitting her full force. The thought of being left behind frightened her, so much so that she stopped conceding for her older or younger clanmates, and raced ahead, shoving aside cats in her wake. She finally saw the flank of Grousestar, but as she slowed her small paws down, cats trampled her. Ashenpaw opened her eyes a few moments after the hasty paws had left her flank, and saw the bustling cats ahead of her, forgetting of her presence almost completely. The rust-gray apprentice shot up to her paws; Ashenpaw wouldn't stand to be left behind, especially by her own clanmates. Instead of hurriedly racing to the front, she flanked the back of the clan, now remembering her duties, and helping any lingering cats. Her bright amber eyes scanning for any cats in the same predicament as her, trying to force herself to not be selfish and focus on herself in the travels that her clan faced.