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The grey molly followed behind Hazelberry and her apprentice, occasionally looking back to make sure Snowpaw was following. Seeing that the other warrior had already shown how to mark the border, she just smiled and nodded in agreement. "Well, you beat me to it, so yeah, like that," she chuckled as she began to check along the lines to make sure no one had crossed lately. Nothing seemed abnormal yet, so far so good.

Originally Posted by Kitty Mama (Post 636758) . @Pepperkins @Dirtfur @EternalShadows ((pepperkins you didnt mention me for this post /v\ it doesnt have the indicator on our profiles? it seems to be manually linked which doesnt work)) "Marking, marking, marking..." Hazelberry meowed to herself as they moved along the border with the patrol, then she looked questioningly to the other warrior. "Is your apprentice okay? I haven't seen him around yet. I hope he'll catch up." Snowpaw, was it? She was glad Wolfpaw wasn't being an absentee today and was where he could keep an eye on him. She nodded approvingly to him and complimented, "Good job with the marking Wolfpaw!"

Snowpaw trudged slowly at the rear of the patrol, showing no signs of enthusiasm.
He wasn’t looking forward to his second outing to the Shadowclan border, not after the first which had almost become a skirmish. The tom still cringed at the thought of Lionstar yowling at him to stop cowardly peering through the leaves as he hid among the trees. He had only been hiding in case they needed some sort of combat related support. He whisked his tail and padded ahead quickly so he walked paw for paw alongside his mentor. He wasn’t going to lag behind this time.

The white apprentice gazed curiously across at Wolfpaw, watching his reaction to Hazelberry’s small ‘tutorial’. Obviously this must be the toms first patrol; his eagerness was clear as he rubbed his scent onto the protruding roots running along the ground. He sighed. If only patrols were that simple.

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Goosepaw trotted after her, making sure to memorize the route. He'd need to know how to get back in case he... in case something happened. He slowed as his mentor slowed, sniffing the air. His nose wrinkled. Yep, that's ShadowClan, alright. "Are all ShadowClan cats vicious and cruel?" he growled staring over the border. "Do they fight dirty?" He stepped forward, right up to the scent line and one paw in the air as if he were about to cross it.