I padded over to the apprentice den and fell as some of the cobwebs seemed to undo itself I see a puddle, and as I wobble to it my paws unsteady. Sitting down trying to undo it and redo the sticky webbing attached to parts of my face. As I undo it Troutpaw walks in oh no, not you I don't need any more pain... But not even my body language could move him away he sits at my side in which the webbing was not on.

"So Wildpaw about what happened I'm sorry." He looks at my head and then my tail as his shorter tail tries to wrap around it. Skating my tail across the cold sand, I pulled out of it a pawful of sand coating my tail's tip. I wish he could just take a hint. "I got you a mouse it's a bit wet. I dropped it in the lake on accident." He tries to inch the prey closer to me, and I take a few bites surprisingly it like freshly killed fish wet yet chewy. I think I can get to use this, but he better bet I'm not forgiving him just yet.

"So about your ear... Sorry, I tore it." It took a while until I processed but when I saw it, I could not believe it. It was clipped so much I can't believe it has been yet to fall off.

"I need to go on a patrol tomorrow Silvertail needs herbs. And no you can come with me I need to go this alone so I can learn the terrority better, and if I get lost I'll climb any trees to find my way back, or I'll follow the lakeside." I pad to my moss weaving the moss in a lump and them falling to my feet I wish it were not sun high then maybe I could go to sleep easier but Willowshine said to get some rest, and I may need it. As I move my body in a way the sun would not bother me, I found, and I attempted to sleep.

The next morning the sun was out, and I decided to leave after telling Silvertail. At the entrance of the camp, I stopped and began to rethink this what if the thing that killed Nettlepaw is still out there. What if I get into a fight? As the thoughts ran through my head, I began to feel light headed, but as a familiar voice echo ever so lightly across the lake water, I started to follow the whispers of an old friend. I know that voice buts impossible how can Nettelpaw still be alive even after we buried him? As I ran I noticed the water, and I knew for a RiverClan cat I can't swim thankfully I saw a spot that looked decently shallow. I ran to it, and I could even see the reeds roots so yes it was at a low tide or this maybe high tide for it I was unsure, but it was shallow enough to wade. As the water crept up on my fur I was still able to have my head up due to the sand shaking below me and I almost fell in due to slipping. As I began to see more of my tail coming out of the water, I began to get more and muddier it was quite digesting as my mind went to other places and I began finally walking on the sand.

I felt on edge here I never been here nor heard about it, and I still seeing familiar paw marks in the sand, so I was still in my territory as I start to lose them I heard the voice again as I listened to the mumble I was unable to tell what it was even saying more than "13 sunsets until the moonlight pulls up."

What does that even mean? Well in 13 more nights until my journey to the Moonpool but moonlight that was still a mystery. Does moonlight intend the Moonpool but how can moonlight pull up does that mean the moon rise? I tried to push away the whisper and dismissed it as my imagination as who can tell me this but me? No one was here, and this black line has lost all paw marks.

I gathered some leafs and looked around for herbs. Nothing that we needed like cobwebs or poppy seeds. Until I heard a twig snap the sound put me on more edge. With the fur on, edge I unsheathed my claws readying for a fight. I hop into a nearby bush making sure they were not in my blind spot. "Wildpaw where are you it's dangerous to be this close to a Thunderpath." The figure sat down and paused fo a second. "I lost her where can she even be? Her scent marks end at the horse place I need to find her."

It's Troutpaw why is that mousebrain following me? Does he think I can't protect myself? Sometimes toms can be way to clingy if they're all like this. But a white fluff messed up my vision of him, and then I noticed the white puff ball tail. I knew what it was I heard they were rabbits I never knew that they hopped on our territory was it a straggler maybe, but I paid no mind to it and let it hop away from my claws only to mouse tails away. But that did not stop Troutpaw I saw him get into an attack pose, and he hopped at the rabbit. He got the rabbit yes. But also my tail that waved in front of my face to cover from the tom. He attempted to pull out of the bush has I try to dig my claws into the ground, to keep my stance but a loud shock in my ears made me feel senseless, in which let my claws free from the ground and made us fly out of the bush, his force was thrown over him and well threw me as well with it.