| Lostpaw |
| She-cat |
| Apprentice |
| 10 moons |
| Crush: Mackerel |
| Border |
| Mackerel |
Lostpaw bounded out of camp in search for something to do. Lostpaw smelled a fresh scent trail of shrew almost right away. She ran on the scent trail, the scent was super strong now. Lostpaw tripped over an exposed tree root and tumbled forward on the ground, hitting a prickly bush. "Oww" Lostpaw whinned as she backed out of it. She was covered in small thorns, but there was too many to pull out right now if she wanted to catch the shrew. She looked over the bush, a thorn in her front pad digging deep into it as she winced in pain. Lostpaw spotted a cat with the shrew in his jaws, she ducked down behind the bush so the cat couldn't see her but he could probably hear her hard breathing from all the running.