Ivykits fur bristled with annoyance. "But I want to be a apprentice now!" She whimpere.
Snowpaw had recently left camp. She had no intention of hunting on land since her hunting skills lacked there. She was making her way to the river when a fresh cloud clan scent stopped her in her tracks. Fur bristling, the creamy colored tabby she-cat froze, peering around in confusion.










