ose caught the smell as well, anTawnypaw's POV

Tawnypaw writhed in her nest as her pleasant dream turned to a nightmare where Vixenstorm was feeding her deathberries all over again. She woke up in a cold sweat, but when she glanced out the den, she saw it was actually a warm, sunny sunrise.

"Tawnypaw? You in here?" it was the voice of Jaystone, her mentor. She blinked in the bright sunlight as he parted the ivy that hung over the apprentice's den, when he poked his head in.

"Yup." she yawned and stretched as she stood up. "What are we doing today?"

"I thought we could do some tracking, we haven't in a while."

"Sounds good!" she shook her light brown fur and padded out of the den. "So where shall we do it?"

"I thought maybe in the forest, you could track a mouse, they're quite easy."

"Hey! I don't need easy stuff, I could track a fox, or a bird, or you, or..."

"Okay, okay," purred the dark grey tom. "I just thought you might like something easier, but if you like, you could track me."

She shook her head quickly, having not been an apprentice that long, she was not sure she could track Jaystone at all. "No, no, I'm sure a mouse will be fine."

They padded out of camp to the training clearing, a grassy area with trees surrounding it. If you went into the trees, you would find yourself in the forest.

"Well, do you think you can find a mouse to track?" he asked.

She nodded, already sniffing the floor. "Aha!" she cried out before she smothered her words, "Footprints." She confirmed they were definitely mouse footprints and then followed them, noting that seeds littered the path as well. When she could see the mouse, she let out a mrrow of delight - forgetting that the mouse would hear her. It scampered away into the underbrush. "Fox-dung!" she cursed herself.

Jaystone leapt down from the tree where he had been watching Tawnypaw. "Don't worry, it was merely a reaction of delight, perfectly normal. You just gotta remember that it will hear you and run away!"

She nodded, listening with earnest to every word he said. "Okay. Can I try again?"

"Sure."

She went back to the training area, Jaystone following, and looked around for another mouse. Seeing what looked like mice footprints at the other side of the area, she dashed over to investigate. "Hmm." She sniffed them, and as the faint mouse scent rose into her nostrils, she knew that she had been correct - they were mouse footprints. As she followed them, she then stopped short as she caught another scent - a cat. It didn't seem to be any clan scent that she knew of - yet it was faintly familiar. She gasped as she recognised the scent. Her mouth went dry and she froze, wondering what to do. The scent was that of Vixenstorm, the very cat who had tried to poison her when she was young. When Jaystone saw her looking like a statue, he jumped down to join her. "What is it? What have you found?" he asked before his nose caught the smell as well, and he muttered, "Vixenstorm. That double-dealing traitor's back."

*gives evil laugh*

so vixenstorm is back

and so am I