uneven thoughts [open]

The warmth of greenleaf meant that rocks soaked in the hot sun. Creating pleasant spots to rest on or painful placements for paws. Wolfstride seemed to be on an unlucky streak. Not one but nearly four rocks have been too hot. Each time her foot grazed over one she braced for the uncomfortable feeling. She should have declined the sunhigh patrol and waited for the sun to sink down into the horizon. That remained an impossible thing for her. The importance of keeping borders had been ingrained into her since her early moons as an apprentice. It was something a warrior did to keep their Clan safe, Wolfstride wanted to do her part. 

Trailing behind her were a few of her Clanmates. They too struggled with walking along the uneven ground, careful of their steps. That meant the patrol would be slow going and take longer then she originally planned. Maw open, Wolfstride found her way toward the border markings. Putting herself at an unpleasent advantage, she climbed up a near by boulder. Scouting carefully the territory they claimed, Wolfstride overlooked her clanmates as they re-scented each marker. Her focus better spent on watching for danger. 

Never mind her thoughts often shifted to Sheep-paw. She could only assume he had earned his warrior name by name. Curious about her former best-friend, Wolfstride smiled privately to herself. Fondness for the tom never lost. There were times in the quiet of her nest she would re-imagine their time together as apprentices of ThistleClan. Not all memories of that time were sad. Sheep-paw had made them bearable.