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Swiftleg's body has given into sleep and there he was outside the warrior's den. The black and white tom slept peacefuly. His flank raising slightly as he took in deep breaths. The warrior had no signs of waking up anytime soon.

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Swiftleap was back at camp. He was too tired to do anything. His eyes hung heavily with sleep. The black and white tom wiped it with his paw. He still had to do.....something. He wasn't due but he needed to do something. The tired tom yawned loudly. His head hung heavy as he tried to get some will in him again to go out and do something. Something that didn't inculd him just sleeping. Sleeping wasn't going to help anyone.

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Swiftleg was a bit caught off gaurd by Foxpaw, sending a cool chill of shock though him. Great. As if the snow wasn't cold enough for him. After a momments trying to regain his surroundings, he relized what Foxpaw was asking.
"Ugh....Sorry...I'm....just.....tired...really tired...."
The tom groaned. Swiftleg raised a paw to wipe his eye from sleep. He knew he didn't answer Foxpaw's first question but he hopefully was able to skip around that.
"Alright...where were you though?"
Swiftleg asked, just trying to see what was happening with his apprentices while he was in a bit momment of panic.

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(I kind of remmeber who Foxpaw was rped by but I need to figure that out .-.)

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(Holes are the new dungeons of today *wink*)

Swiftleg was starting to panic seeing no sign of Foxpaw. He took a deep breath and sighed. Not before long he started to pace back and forth.
"Great! You lost him! Your such an ideot Swiftleg! You screw everything up!"
His inner voice echoed in his head.
"W-where could he be?Where!Where!"
Swiftleg said with fear of punishment from his leader if he lost an apprentice.

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(*smacks the thread* Stay.....AWAKE......bumpist)

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Swiftleg's eyelids were slowly closeing as he tried stalking towards the smell of the unknown prey. His eyes would shot open and a while causing his body to jolt a bit. The tom was getting tired to notice that actually the prey he was tracking was long gone by now. He groaned quietly so he didn't disturb the prey that he thought was near by. The black and white slender tom stalked into a clearing with fresh snow. The snow's crisp smell awoken his senses a bit. He shifted out of the hunter's stalk. The tom's green eyes stared blankly into the white clearing.
'Oh Starclan I'm an ideot! Its gone already!'
His inner voice groaned.
'Did the apprentices see me do th-wait.....where are they?'
Swiftleg thought, eyes widen. The thought that he lost them hit him slowly. Panic speard quickly and quicken his breathing.
"Where is Foxclaw or whiskers?"
His sleepness caused him to make a silly mistake like that.
"Foxpaw I ment!"
The tom hissed at himself a bit to make it clear, as he scanned for any signs that the orange tabby was there.

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Swiftleap stalked forward towards the smell of the prey. He wasn't sure if the apprentice were behind him but just in case he tried to make his slightly overexpressed movements if at least one of them where watching. The black and white tom was trying to figure out the prey from the smell but his nose stunk a bit from hunting a lot and a bit numb from running around so much. His tired green eyes scanned to see if there was signs for the prey he had been tracking. Swiftleap had tuned out the apprentices now and focused on hunting. So far he wasn't having good luck finding any spot of prey at all.

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(oh god I have school mostly....did anyone respond to Swiftleap? I forgot....so sorry @.@)

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Swiftleap narrowed his eyes and forced himself not to yawn in front of the apprentices. He took a bit of time to pause.
"....'Cause....I thought you apprentices were doing somthing else with some other warriors?"
He questioned a bit confused himself.
'No! Don't ask them that! Just get on with trying you big runt!'
The tom's inner voice yelled at him after asking.
"But anyways we should get along with training."
He added on, turning around to face the north. The rather skinny black and white tom cleared his thoart since it felt a little dry.
"Now then you need to smell the air to see if there is any signs of prey."
The tired warrior informed.

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