Ugh, Roaringmoon was getting on his nerves already and they hadn't even started training. There was no reason to be yowling, Brindlepaw was just making sure his trinkets were well stored in his nest, but the warrior was already throwing a hissy fit. On the one paw, he was glad that they were willing to take him out for some battle training where his past mentors had failed. On the other, the was no need to be so grumpy and downright rude about it. The pot was meeting the kettle, and not particularly enjoying it.
After making doubly sure that his new, Riverclan territory finds were safely tucked away in their fold of moss, Brindlepaw swanned out of the apprentices den with a small scowl on his face.
I was coming, there was no need to yowl. he groused quietly to himself, before lifting his head to address Roaringmoon directly.
I'm ready to go when you are. This was said a bit more brightly, because as grumpy as he was he ultimately didn't want to jeopardize his training. Even with Redhawk as his mentor now, someone unlikely to go missing, anything he could learn would be an important step towards catching up to his siblings. @
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