White thorns

It was the day after his ceremony and Thornpaw was The first one awake in the apprentice Den he stretched slowly yawning and fluffing up his fur before eagerly heading out and hoping to spy his mentor or get asked to go on dawn patrol . He couldn’t wait to start his warrior training, he wanted to make his father and grandmother proud . He lashed his tail excitedly as he headed over to the fresh kill pile to see what left overs he could snag. Can’t train on an empty stomach .

Whitepaw was awoken by movement and opened his eyes to see thornpaw heading out. Now that the two toms became apprentices, the friends barely hung out anymore. Whitepaw was really starting to miss his friend's eagerness to get in trouble. Whitepaw yawned as he stretched to follow after his friend. Shrikecall was busy doing a patrol so whitepaw had the morning to relax. He followed after thornpaw and saw him at the fresh kill pile. Whitepaw followed after him and quickly snagged the prey his friend was about to grab.

The white tom smirked at his friend and then looked around for an area to sit. He calmly walked over to the Apprentice den and decided to just eat by there. He watched as Thornpaw grabbed a different piece of prey and padded towards him.