A murderous tragedy

Tumblepaw yawned and arched her back as she emerged from the Apprentices' Den. Warm sunlight dappled her fur, and she took a deep breath of morning air. She was looking forward to a day of laying around in camp, soaking up the sun's heat and maybe talking to the elders. They always had good stories and Dustfeather would hide her if anyone came looking.

She was about to head to the freshkill-pile when she spotted Lizardstrike, returning from the dawn patrol. Tumblepaw squeaked with shock - if her mentor saw her she'd be forced into training! Tripping over her own paws, she dashed back into the den, ducking behind the tree stump so she could hide.

[ btw, you dont have to reply with this length, my rp length depends on the scene :) ]

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((I like write 2-4 large paragraphs, so no worries OvO))

Honeypaw flicked her ears as Tumblepaw left the apprentice den. The blazing morning sun shone into the small den and reflected off of the grass covered in morning dew. She shook her honey pelt and she groggily stood to all fours. She kicked and shook her hind leg, ridding of the moss that stuck to her paws. The apprentice was never a morning person and often didn't like the heat, especially because her long pelt didn't keep her all that cool. Her eyes were still half closed and she began to walk towards the entrance. She yawned widely, then snapped her mouth shut with an audible click. Honeypaw squinted against the morning sun as she took a single step outside of the den onto the damp floor. CRASH

Honeypaw was seemingly tackled to the cold floor. "What is Starclan's name?!", Honeypaw was definitely awake now. She coughed on her own spit and stood. She almost toppled over once more while her morning brain tried to take in everything and barely registered who had crashed into her. The young tabby smiled and shook her head slightly. "Good morning to you too Tumblepaw," she said "You sure know how to make an entrance. C'mon lets get some breakfast!" The young cat's eyes were already more awake and aware than before. She rested her gaze on her denmate, waiting a response.

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It took Tumblepaw a moment to register who she'd ran into, but once she did, she jumped back with embarassment and churned her paws in the dirt. "Oh! I'm so sorry, Honeypaw, I didn't see you there." She smiled at the she-cat and hoped she didn't sound weird.

"That sounds good," she meowed, looking forward to a nice mouse in her belly. Plus, even if Lizardstripe saw her, now she had an excuse - hanging out with Honeypaw before training. Lizardstripe was strict, but not strict enough to tear her away from her friend.

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Honeypaw shoved her flank into Tumblepaw’s side. “c’mon then! Hurry so we have time to eat before our mentors scold us for not doing anything,” the young she-cat giggled. Honeypaw led the way to the shrinking pile of prey. ”they’ll probably send us hunting, ugh, I’m not he best at hunting,”, she sighed. The small, honey colored apprentice went around the pile and picked a small vole. mmmm, Honeypaw purred with delight. With a bike in her jaws, she headed over to a small tree stump and waited for Tumblepaw.

Honeypaw wondered what they would do today. Probably hunting, like Honeypaw had said earlier, but hopefully they could have some playful brawls too.

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Tumblepaw purred with delight as she followed Honeypaw, nodding as she spoke. "Yeah, hunting's boring, too. I wish Lizardstripe would let me practice trapping more - she doesn't get that it's just as good as normal hunting!" She huffed. She sniffed the freshkill-pile, selecting a fat mouse and grinning as she took it.

Tumblepaw then hurried to join Honeypaw, laying down beside the stump and digging into her mouse. After a few bites, she said, "Hopefully we can train together today. Yesterday I had to be Cloudedpaw, he stinks."

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Honeypaw looked up, licking her muzzle as Tumplepaw spoke. "That would be super cool!", they've only trained together a few times, but Honeypaw was envious of Tumblepaw's knowledge and approach to things. She giggled softly and shook her head when she heard Cloudedpaw's name. "I hate that cat," she wasn't serious, but Cloudedpaw and Honeypaw always were the least compatible siblings of their litter so they didn't talk much and weren't very close at all. Honeypaw finished her small breakfast and stood to stretch. She leaned down on her front legs and arched herself in a downward dog position. She began to lick her paw and clean her muzzle up before she saw Heatherstone.

"Heatherstone!", the young apprentice was wide-eyed and curious. "What did you do on patrol today? Did you find any danger? Were there any other clan cats?", Honeypaw rambled on with questions on questions, eager to fill her curiosity. When Honeypaw finally stopped asking questions, she took a breather. She turned back to Tumblepaw and smiled. "Heatherstone, may Tumblepaw and I practice together?". Now, the honey-coloured apprentice was calmer and more serious. Heatherstone responded with "I'm fine with it but it's up to Lizardstrike. We need more prey for the fresh-kill pile". Before Heatherstone could even finish, Honeypaw bounded over to Lizardstrike and sat down. As she waited for Tumblepaw to join her in asking Lizardstrike's permission, she couldn't keep her paws still. She beat both of the front paws against the ground like a rabbit thumping it's foot.

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Tumblepaw snickered and nodded at Honeypaw's remark about Cloudedpaw - she knew they didn't get along well. It was a little funny to her. As a single kit, she'd never had anyone like a sibling, and didn't understand why they were at odds. Of course, she still sided with Honeypaw in the whole affair - an enemy of Honeypaw's was an enemy of Tumblepaw's.

As Honeypaw dashed off to Heatherstone, Tumblepaw gulped down the last of her mouse and shook out her fur, hoping it'd look a bit less like she'd just woken up. She smiled as Honeypaw fired out questions and then ran off. Tumblepaw wasn't really in the mood for training, but she figured it would be alright if Honeypaw was there. She followed her denmate over to Lizardstrike and hoped her mentor would be kind.

"Tumblepaw!" Lizardstrike snapped the moment they arrived. "You woke up too late again. You need a better schedule if you'll ever be a warrior."
Tumblepaw just rolled her eyes and meowed, "Can I train with Honeypaw today?"
Lizardstrike huffed, taking a minute to think. Then she nodded. "Yes, I suppose so. Maybe it'll do you some good to train with a friend."
Tumblepaw purred loudly, smiling at Honeypaw and waving her tail.

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((OMG sorry i totally butchered lizardstripe UGVKGV))

Honeypaw nearly jumped double her height in excitement and anticipation. "Yes!", she small apprentice grunted. Honeypaw's mind flurried with ideas and things to do. Perhaps Tumblepaw could teach her how to trap prey and then Honeypaw could investigate what they trapped and what the prey's behaviour was. Honeypaw stood and danced around like a show horse that had one too many sugar cubes. Honeypaw could see the weird stares that fixed on the apprentice, but she simply blew out her tongue and furrowed her face at them. Luckily, she didn't mind much of what other's thought.

" Which mentor are we going with? Or are we going with both?" Honeypaw turned to Tumplepaw for her opinion and input. Just then, Honeypaw had the most brilliant idea. She interrupted Tumblepaw before she could answer, "Can we do night patrol Tumblepaw? Kind of like how when you first become a warrior you do the vigil, but we don't have to be silent this time!", she leaned in closer and whispered, "Plus, then we can sleep all day instead of train.". Honeypaw never spent a whole night awake, but she was sure that she could when she was with Tumblepaw.

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(its ok!! i got her name wrong skdndkks)

Tumblepaw watched Honeypaw's excited dance and snickered. Lizardstrike frowned, but Tumblepaw shot her a glare - not like she could change her mentor's opinion, but it felt good to defend her friend. She looked forward to them training together. Honeypaw was always so friendly and kind, and her bright attitude even made Tumblepaw feel like training was worth it.

At Honeypaw's question, Lizardstrike began to say "Bo-", only to get cut off. Tumblepaw hid a laugh when she saw the she-cat's shocked expression. About time, Tumblepaw thought.
"Yeah, night patrol would be fun. We should ask Waspwatcher later, I think it's up to him, y'know?" She grinned at Honeypaw's whispered addition and nodded to her. She was always ready to sleep instead of leave camp.

(maybe they go off the night patrol and see wasp get killed?)

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((That's what I was aiming for. Maybe they go out around the inners of the territory and return to overhear something and they continue investigate?))

Honeypaw smiled slightly as she busied herself with childish scenarios of fighting off predators in the night. They were some of the oldest of the apprentices, so Honeypaw didn't see why they couldn't at least patrol inside camp or the inner territories. The honey apprentice shook her long pelt to get rid of the stress of excitement and calm herself with a few deep breaths. She exhaled sharply and stood again after Heatherstone. Heatherstone stated,"I wouldn't mind if you two hunted the innermost of the territory, closest to camp, by yourselves. You two aren't the biggest troublemakers,". She turned to Cloudedpaw who was off galavanting and bothering the elders. Honeypaw turned her gaze to meet Cloudedpaws and flung her ears back. She shouted with a raspy voice,"Don't look at me moss-brain", she remarked at her littermate. Clouded paws blew a raspberry toward the quartet of cats and continued his mischievous doings.

"What about it Tumblepaw?", she asked her denmate that was next to her. Honeypaw thought it would be fun, especially if it were just them, they wouldn't get scolded for their methods of catching prey. Plus, Honeypaw thought, they got to provide the clan with their own paws! How neat is that? "I'm ready when you are Tumblepaw!", she said stretching one more. The morning sun was drawing its peak, and Honeypaw would rather be in the shade of Thunderclan territory than sat in the sun at camp or training battle skill.

((I'm figuring we can time skip until they finish hunting? But I really want to have some valuable Tumble and Honey aloone time just having fun together too. ))

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(yeah sure! that works good. & we could do some trapping stuff then timeskip so they can bond?)

Tumblepaw smiled at Heatherstone. She liked Honeypaw's mentor more than her own - Heatherstone always seemed to be rather friendly. Sure, it could be due to Honeypaw's good attitude and sportsmanship, but Tumblepaw liked to think that Heatherstone was just a good cat. She snickered as Honeypaw glared at her brother, and turned to quickly flash him a scowl.

"Yeah, I'm ready to head out. Lone hunting should be fun!" She stretched out her legs and readied herself for some walking. Usually she'd dislike the long hours of a hunting patrol, but it would be fun to go out with Honeypaw, especially alone. She could trap mice! And spend time with her best friend! It was shaping up to be a very good day.

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"Okay!", the Honey apprentice smiled widely. The apprentice bounded out of the camp before Tumblepaw, or anycat else, could get another word in. She appreciated the territory that Thunderclan resided in. She loved the greenery and how spots of sunlight fought for a spot to touch the forest's ground through the tree's canopy. Honeypaw slowed her pace once she had reached a decent spot away from the camp. She paused for a moment, golden fur glistening in a spot of sunshine. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply. She could smell the greenery around her in immense depth, as if she could see with her nose. Noise flooded her ears too. The birds communicating in trees and the occasional rustle of leaves from the slight wind that found it's way through this maze of a forest.

She turned towards Tumblepaw. "I'm partial to Water Vole, but what do you like?", she whispered, still taking her surroundings in, pinpointing loud prey.

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Tumblepaw followed Honeypaw out of camp, soon running to keep up with the larger apprentice. As shrubbery races by, she admired their forest surroundings, and the strength of her friend's muscles. As they slowed down, Tumblepaw sat and panted for a moment - she wasn't used to running so shortly after waking up.

Seeing Honeypaw bathed in sunlight, Tumblepaw felt a strange prickle in her chest and glanced away, dangerously close to being overwhelmed with emotion. "Oh, I like mouse," she said quickly, glad to have something to talk about. "They taste good and they're dumb, so it's easy to lure them."

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The honey apprentice looked back. "I suppose they are, but they're quick", she smiled and looked down, laughing quietly. She shuffled her paws slightly before snapping her neck up and turning her ears. Something was moving towards the pair. Small, but quick, and it stepped rather loudly. "Rabbit?", she asked her partner as she kept her ears perked and her eyes scanning her surroundings. She crouched low and nodded her head towards the direction of the prey. "we can't lose this one, especially if it is a rabbit," the she-cat whispered to the younger cat.

Honeypaw made her move and crouched silently along the damp floor. Her paw steps barely rustled a grain of dirt as she padded over to the sound of the prey. Wind blew gently against her face. 'Good, we are down-wind.' , she thought.

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Tumblepaw shrugged her shoulders, agreeing with Honeypaw. She was about to reply, but she saw the sudden tenseness in Honeypaw's neck and froze, sniffing the air to try and figure out what she'd seen. She could smell rabbit on the air and nodded as her partner spoke.

As Honeypaw stalked forward, Tumblepaw dropped into a clumsy crouch. She nearly tipped over, but saved it at the last moment, avoiding a noisy spill. She tip-toed over to Honeypaw's side, their fur brushing. She spotted the rabbit up ahead - it was a plump, gray creature, sitting at the base of a tree and washing its face with both forepaws. Tumblepaw's eyes dilated with interest and she crept closer.

Suddenly, she exploded forward, sending leaf-litter flying out behind her as she leapt for the rabbit. It squealed and darted underneath her. Shocked, Tumblepaw landed against the tree, and turned to holler, "Honeypaw! Get it!"

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