The nearly complete white tom had entered the clan's territory casually. Not like he hadn't noticed the scent change. Not like his first lesson as an apprentice was the Clan's boundaries. Or the respect of those boundaries.

However, today, Fallpaw had decided how boring the camp was. How monochrome is territory seemed. How much he wanted change.

And why not? Why couldn't he go an experiment? For all he knew, IceClan could have a mountain of fresh-kill piled up. The greedy rats probably did. Not like Fallpaw knew an IceClanner who was greedy.

Well. Not like he knew an IceClanner.

Anyway, when the GlacierClan apprentice caught had already a small, white rabbit. But he didn't hurry back to his clan's territory. Nor did he bury his rabbit (although that was because if he was chased off, he'd still have his prey).

For now, Fallpaw went around strolling and surveying the area. It was a good strategy to know your enemies' terrain. Gave you an advantage. He had gotten pretty far through IceClan's land. The scent of SnowClan started to drift through the air.

Perhaps the tom would have enough time to look through SnowClan before looping back to GlacierClan.

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Whipped around at her voice, and the tom's green and orange eyes scanned the she-cat. Had she been tracking him?

A frown crossed the tom's face as his mouth gaped and the rabbit dropped. As if he was confused or shocked. Although it was an act, of course. Oh, the poor, lost apprentice. The warrior could either believe it or not.

IceClanners were pretty content cats anyway. Not hostile like GlacierClan cats were suppose to be. So Fallpaw viewed this she-cat slightly more gullible and easy-going than he would his clanmates.

"Uhm, what?" A false, yet convincing, blank expression crossed over Fallpaw's face. "Am I not... in GlacierClan...?" Taking a huge whiff of the surrounding air, the apprentice's scents were overwhelmed with the pungent smell of IceClan and both SnowClan.

He tried not to scowl as he cursed himself for being so careless. Got away with a small sneeze. Giving a weak laugh, Fallpaw muttered, "Err, yeah..." Acting embarrassed for his mistake.

Although acting so mouse-brained and careless hurt his ego, it was worth it to a degree. Rather than being punished or attacked. Held hostage. All the terrible things that could (unlikely) happen to him.

Paranoia kept him on his toes.

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Grinned in spite of himself. Alright, act dropped. Maybe that wasn't the most wise of things. But he was only a few moons old, what'd he know about wisdom?

The apprentice had to admit, she was sharper than he credited her for. But that didn't really matter. Something inside of him wouldn't let her escort him back, as he expected her to do. That would be the smart thing to do.

Maybe she wouldn't escort him. He'd admitted she was sharp--not smart. No, no, Fallpaw shouldn't underestimate the warrior's intelligence. He'd have to talk his way into slipping into SnowClan. A challenge? The GlacierClan cat didn't normally bargain with other cats.

"Okay, you're right," With a sigh and roll of his green-orange eyes, Fallpaw stated, "I got bored. I've had to circle GlacierClan twenty million times over again. My deadbeat mentor never takes me anywhere and all the other apprentices are so soft and cute," He put sarcastic emphasis on his last adjective.

With a shrug of his small shoulders, the tomcat told the she-cat, "I needed a change of scenery. Isn't that understandable? " With a slight pause for thought, he added, "A thrill."

He was being sincere know. Maybe a bit too much?

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A frown crossed Fallpaw. Man, she wasn't getting it. "Didn't I tell you? My mentor never takes me anywhere. Talking to her is like talking to the rocks!"

Not that he really spent enough time with his mentor to know that much.

Although the second part, his leader, was more convincing. The tom was sure Sapphirestar would be more than happy to spend time with her former leader's son. Or something.

However, he didn't really like her that much. Something about her was... too soft. His leader just didn't have much of a thought process like his. So he just doubted it would work out.

But how do we put that? "I'm sure Sapphirestar has better things to do. And her own apprentice and all," He sorta lied. It was all pretty much true. Why bother his leader with such trivial problems like boredom?

Get away unscratched? Not engage in a battle? But wasn't that where all the fun and excitement lay? In the battle? Perhaps he was coming off as trying to... avoid attack. But, then again, he didn't want to come on too strong and accidentally get himself killed. Where's the thrill there?

The point... oh, yeah, respect. Hm. Respect. "I thought you earn respect, not get it automatically," He stated. He shouldn't have to respect someone who has not displayed worthy qualities.

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