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There may be a very slight delay in chapters, as I'm dealing with some stuff in real life, so expect chapters to come slower than usual.

"Hey, Snowpaw! Wake up!" A voice sounded throughout the apprentice's den, effectively waking up the snow-white she-cat.

"What do you want…?" She mumbled, her eyes heavy with sleep.

"Get up! Apprentices don't train themselves, you know!" The voice retorted, and Snowpaw vaguely recognized Frostwhisker's voice. "Nghh.." She mumbled, not bothering to try and say words. Getting up, the she-cat quickly groomed her fur, ending up with fur that was still rather messy.

Walking out of the den, Snowpaw tried to ignore the gawk Softpaw sent her, and quickened her pace when she saw the apprentice make her way towards her.

"Snowpaw! Snowpaw, wait!" Softpaw called out to her, making the snow-furred she-cat flinch at how high-pitched her voice was.

"Yes, Softpaw?" Snowpaw asked through gritted teeth. "What is it?"

"You don't expect to stalk prey looking like that, do you?! Every creature in the forest will see you tree-lengths away!" Softpaw said, casting a worried look at Snowpaw.

Makes sense, since my fur is pure white… Snowpaw thought to herself. She spent a short while dealing with Softpaw helping her groom her fur, before going off to train with Frostwhisker.

Frostwhisker took her to where they had stopped their tour to return the lavender to Mumblemouse. They checked for scents, and seeing as how nothing smelled out of the ordinary, assumed the place was empty and continued on with the tour.

"This is the border with ShadowClan." Frostwhisker told her in a voice that sounded a little monotone, once they arrived at the border. There was a stream separating the two territories, with some plants growing around it. The clashing scents of ThunderClan and ShadowClan showed that the borders were near, and when Snowpaw took in the scents she nearly gagged.

"W-what's that smell?!" She cried out, crinkling her nose. Frostwhisker rolled his eyes at her.

"The ShadowClan border. 'Duh', as your denmates would probably say."

"I knew that, but why does it smell so rancid?!" Snowpaw asked, nearly shouting. Frostwhisker flinched, his ears pressing to the back of his head.

"First of all, shut your trap and let me explain. Second of all, ShadowClan like eating frogs and lizards, and they live near lots of toadstools. So that's one reason that they smell bad, I guess." Frostwhisker replied, his eyes fixed on the other side of the border. "Now, c'mon. There's more stuff to see and do, and standing around here just wastes time."

They spent some time wandering around the territory, with the occasional important rock, tree, or plant, when Frostwhisker abruptly stopped. Snowpaw nearly crashed into her mentor.

"We're here!" Frostwhisker announced, looking around obviously pleased with himself. "Never thought I'd remember!"

"...You mean you had no idea where we were headed?" Snowpaw asked, disbelief in her voice.

"Nope! Never really bothered remembering this place existed, really. I kinda forgot where it was, even though we're suppose to be training in it." The warrior told Snowpaw, who simply stood where she was, trying to decide whether to be confused that he forgot about the place they were in, angry he had pointlessly led her through the territory, or relieved that they managed to get there.

They had ended up in a clearing with nothing too special about it, with a few flowers and bushes on the outskirts of it.

"Anyway, I'm going to teach you a few fighting moves." Frostwhisker said, turning to her.

"Okay." Snowpaw said. "But please, when you decide to teach me how to find where I need to go, can you ask someone else to do it?"

Bad personality change is bad…

I decided to make Frostwhisker a formal goofball, so… yeah. In the previous chapter, he's like your typical warrior from the first Warriors books. Then I found myself comparing him to Whitestorm, and one thing led to another.

But that's a mistake that I can only blame on myself. Sorry…

Let's just pretend he wasn't really all that friendly with Snowpaw in the first chapter and didn't really want to mentor her, so he acts in a similar fashion to Whitestorm (formal, polite, noble, other adjectives). By this chapter he's come to terms with the fact that there's nothing he can really do about it.

QoTD: Should Frostwhisker continue being a formal goofball? Did you notice any differences between his personality from the last chapter and this one?

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