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He knew that he would be found out eventually - it was pretty obvious what he was doing and his clanmates weren't stupid - the apprentice had hoped that he would get away with not going in the water for longer than he had already. He was already doing more than some of the other drypaws in camp...

He wasn't sure if Beefang's training sessions being so long were a way for her to put Roepaw in his place or simply a way to get him to think of things other than his mother now exiled outside of RiverClan territory or the fact that she had forced him to do the killing blow on his father. A cat...

It is evident in the way Roepaw holds himself that he does not like his mentor, the only abnormal thing being his silence as the group settles along the riverbank that was near the ThunderClan border. Though he dared not to touch the water with his paws the younger apprentice would sit near the...

There were few cats within the clan that Roepaw saw himself getting along with, whether it be due to their boisterous personality or simply their knack for getting into trouble he didn't really enjoy being near too many of the other apprentices but something about Graypaw had drawn the young tom...

// tw mention of blood and gore The ringing in his ears had begun again the second they moved away from the scene of the crime. Roepaw hadn't noticed the way his mentor had lagged behind to take her trophy before they moved back to camp. He didn't notice the way the blood had begun to dry to...

tw for gore in the last paragraph It feels like everything happens quickly but at the same time he sees everything in slow motion. In one instance he's urging his father to move and get out before Beefang catches him and in the next moment he's watching as the warrior barrels down his father...

Too much had already happened for Roepaw the past few days, from moving to the apprentice den to getting the worst mentor in the world to seeing his first death, Roepaw was tired, he was done. He had been doing well though, well enough to know not to cross over borders, not to trust cats from...

It had been a few sunrises since Roepaw had been named an apprentice, a few days of moving through the territory to go towards borders and simply get used to walking, and Roepaw had been doing better. He no longer lagged behind Beefang as she moved quickly through reeds, instead the young...

Since their trip to the ThunderClan border, Roepaw had been trying his best to make sure his tail was up and that he wasn't lagging behind. It made him more tired than he already was, but the comments about him dragging his paws and looking like a scared minnow had reduced significantly so until...

He was tired and it was obvious. Not used to being woken up before the sun was properly in the sky for the first time he saw the way the sun bled through the clouds in the morning, turning the sky pink. He wanted to stop and see it, look up at how pretty the sky was for the first time in his...

If he was to be completely honest, Roekit wasn't sure if he wanted to leave the warmth of the nursery, didn't want to go out into the territory every day away from his mother and his siblings. Sure it was cramped in there, sure there were days where he felt bored out of his mind, but that was...

Roekit wasn't sure how he had been roped into this game, one second he'd been napping, curled closely by Dreamkit's side before they'd both been pushed and shoved together to be near some of the other kits. You two will be warriors of LionClan The words had almost brought tears to Roekit's eyes...

Pushed and shoved out of the nursery by overly active denmates Roekit found himself staring into the camp unsure what to do. The others played too rough for his liking, mossballs thrown too hard or wrestling causing his joints to ache too much so instead he looked around. The gathering of kits...

Night had been Roekit's favorite time of the day for a long time. It was when things were most quiet with only the soft sound of breathing and the occasional snore running through the nursery. It was peaceful and the tabbied tom didn't have to worry about others trying to play or being forced...