It had taken Legendarypaw a while to get away from his mentor so he could go hunting on his own, and his ears twitched in irritation as he made his way out of camp, Jayjack's newest scolding fresh in his mind. Somehow, it almost seemed like nothing he could do was good enough for his mentor, but he wouldn't let that stop him. He almost walked right past Vixenpaw, but pulled himself out of his sulking just in time to notice her. "You don't seem like you want to leave," he commented, his head tilted to the side as he glanced between her and the camp. Normally, it seemed apprentices couldn't leave the camp fast enough, but there were always a few exceptions.

Yellow eyes carefully watched Vixenpaw as she spoke, trying to get a gauge on the she-cat. She seemed nervous, which wasn't really anything new to Legendarypaw, but perhaps he could somehow soothe her? He wasn't exactly the best at that, however, but he would try his best. "You have a little brother in the nursery, right?" Although this was the first time speaking to the other apprentice, he had seen her around before, and the two were always seemingly joint at the hip. While Legendarypaw's siblings were his own age, so he couldn't really understand the struggle that Vixenpaw was going through, he knew how close he was with them, especially when they were kits or just made apprentices, when his sister was still around.

As she talked, a grin slowly formed on Legendarypaw's face. "Well, we could always go on a tour of the territory," he said, his words slow as if gathering his thoughts. "Perhaps Ravenskit could come with, too. I'm sure Hystericstar doesn't care if a kit were to go missing for a little while, especially if we happened to find someone else who could come with us." It was Hystericstar, actually, that had given him and his siblings a tour when they first came to the clan as kits, and they had, of course, snuck out multiple times. At this point, it's basically a test of courage for kits.

The grin was full on Legendarypaw's face now, and he nodded to himself. She seemed almost like she was a little more relaxed now, though it was actually a surprise to him that she even accepted. He had fully expected her to decline, as it didn't really seem like she was too fond of him. Still, it was a pleasant surprise, and he stepped around Vixenpaw to head back to camp. "I'm sure we'll be able to find another apprentice or a warrior to tag along, as well. Just in case, y'know? Never hurts to be safe," he said, though his voice was definitely lowering as he stepped back into camp. Even if the leader didn't care, certain cats would.

(I was told to join in, so sorry if this seems strange)

Kitdeath was sprawled outside the nursery with his belly exposed to the sky and his limbs contorted in a way that couldn't look comfortable, but felt like bliss. After showing up in FallClan with no memory of who he was, the tom had spent most of his time like this--doing absolutely nothing under the guise of watching the kits. He had been placed into the position of a nursery aid after all. At the sound of pawsteps approaching, he cracked open an eyelid to see Vixenpaw only a few tail-lengths away. In his short time in the clan, he'd noticed the apprentice liked to hang around the nursery more than most cats her age would. Peculiar really, but he didn't care. Although, he knew some of the nursery aids and queens preferred their privacy around here.

Worried he might get stepped on, Kitdeath rolled onto his stomach and craned his neck to look up at the she-cat. Rare as it may be for him to do something useful, the tom decided he may as well "guard" the nursery like he might have been tasked to do. He hadn't really been listening. "You're a little old to be a kit, aren't you?" he asked in a silky voice. "Too young to be a queen as well, so what is it? Have you brought over some food?"

Vixenpaw flicked her ears at the tom’s questions. She recognized the tom as one of the nursery aids, but she rarely spoke to him. The russet pelted apprentice glanced back at Legendarypaw made his way forward. The she-cat pinned her ears to her head wondering if she had messed up somehow. Thankfully she was saved by her young brother who attempted to tackle her as he squealed excitedly.

“Vixenpaw! What took you so long!?” Ravenskit squealed as he tried to jump on her. “I was wondering where you were! I woke up and you were gone!”

“I came to get my brother.” Vixenpaw said quickly. “After training I usually take him out of the nursery to show him what I’ve learned.”

“Oh...” Vixenpaw glanced back at Legendarypaw before she looked over at Kitdeath. Ravenskit quickly answered the warrior. “Kitdeath, you have to stay at the nursery!” The black kit exclaimed. “Who else is going to help everyone here! Besides it would just disturb your napping! And even when you’re not napping you’re really good at what you do! You don’t really bother anyone either and I think the queens really appreciate that!“

“Ravenskit...!” Vixenpaw hissed softly, worried that her brother may have offended the warrior. “I’m sorry, Kitdeath... but uhm we were going to show him... show him a few fighting moves which is why Legendarypaw is coming along”

Ravenskit let out a soft giggle and gently pawed at the tom cat. “You’re so silly, Kitdeath!” He said with a soft little squeal. However, Vixenpaw began flexing her claws into the dirt. She knew that his words were harmless, but something inside of her tensed up at what he said. She was more then capable of taking care of her brother outside of the camp. She had done so long before they had joined m Fallclan, though, she knew he might not know that. Still, the apprentice couldn’t help the way her brow furrowed in annoyance.

“I’m sure we can manage.” She said a bit to curtly. The apprentice gently lifted Ravenskit up by the scruff as the black kit waved at the nursery aid.

“See you later!” Ravenskit giggled as his sister took him out of the nursery.

Vixenpaw put Ravenskit down and flicked her ears. She wasn't good at this at all. She wasn't sure how to make friends, or act in a clan. She had been a loner by birth. The apprentice cast her amber eyes to the ground as embarrassment crawled through her pelt like an annoying flea. Had she acted rashly at his words. Ravenskit giggled as he trotted between the two apprentices.

"Vixenpaw is being silly." The little kit said brightly. "She's really shy! She probably didn't know how to ask!" Ravenskit looked up at his sister with a purr. The russet she-cat flushed hotly under her pelt. Her brother was beginning to grow much blunter, and she wasn't sure how she liked that. But she knew that his words held some sort of truth. Before she could say anything, Ravenskit had started running back over to Kitdeath