Rippedpaw patrol

Rippedpaw padded along behind his mentor Sweetsky. From what he could sense it was a cloudy day, with rain on the way. Today they were renewing the scent markers along the borders. Since the incident with CragClan they had lost allot of clan mates to help. Passing, he waited for one of the other warriors up ahead to renew a scent marker. Was that a breeze starting to pick up? He flicked his ears as the jade leaves on the tips of the trees began to shiver. It brought with it the scent of rabbit. Opening his jaws he picked up its scent. A little ways away, by a trickling stream it stood, cautiously nibbling on some clover. "Have you scented something?" His mentor asked. "Just rabbit." He mewed quietly, keeping his ears sharp.  His mentor looked around and scented, trying to detect it, before soon clueing in to it near the stream. Her fur brushed his whisker and he detected her smile. "Such strong senses!" She purred, and he chuckled inwardly. They circled around the territory, and while they did this, Rippedpaw created his own mental map. Using his mind's eye, he could picture the trees and the scents. He tried to recall the vivid colours of the forest he had long since seen as a kit. When they finally returned to camp it was midday, he could tell for the sun was hot on his back. He dashed to his den for a quick nap before he would be called off to his duties again.