{Lost and found} Mistpaw and Robinflight

Robinflight was checking the border on her own, the clan needed food badly and Raggedclan didn't seem to be posing a threat currently so the border wasn't of dire importance. One cat checking it a few times a day was more than enough to keep the markers fresh. She was almost finished with her solo patrol when she heard something odd. Pricking her ears she listened carefully, though it was on the other side of the border and she wasn't sure why she even bothered considering her legs were freezing off and she should be getting back to camp. She managed to pick out the sound of a cat crying, it was a small voice, a young apprentice she guessed, a kit wouldn't have survived wandering so far from the Raggedclan camp.

Not willing to cross the border Robinflight stood with her toes just touching the mark and craned her neck to see if she could see anything. "Hello?" she called out in a loud voice, "Is everything all right? Is someone hurt?" Robinflight was a good natured cat, and even if it was an enemy warrior she couldn't stand to see a young cat in pain, so if they needed it she'd be willing to help without a moment's hesitation.

Once Robinflight decided she needed to cross the border and help she did so quickly, more worried about the cat caught out in the cold than being spotted by a patrol. "I'm here!" she called out and fallowed that cat's voice. She wasn't hard to find, Robinflight could hear her crunching the thick packed snow trying to find her way to solid ground. Leaping over the snow drift she quickly fallowed that cat's trail and found her. She'd must have been so cold she was confused, because she was only plowing herself deeper and deeper into the snow, "Come on, let me get you out of here."

Picking up the cat by it's scruff she pulled back. Despite it's young age the cat was roughly the same size as Robinflight and hard to carry, but she managed and soon she'd gotten that cat out of the snow. She was frozen to the bone and Robinflight was worried the poor cat might lose her toes. Trying to remember how to warm up cats when it was cold out like this she layed the apprentice down in the open. Then something triggered in her memory, she'd heard something about mountain cats rubbing cold kittens fur the wrong way to warm them up. It was worth a shot, considering the apprentice hardly seemed conscious and it was better than nothing. Robinflight started rubbing the cats fur from tail to neck, creating friction. At first it didn't work and she began to panic, working faster. Finally her fur seemed to be warming up under her paws, now she just had to keep working until the cat reacted... or died....

"It was foolish," Robinflight admitted, "but every apprentice does something foolish before becoming a warrior," her voice was sold and comforting, she was happy to see that the cat was alive, "And yes, of course you are alive, otherwise you wouldn't still be surrounded by this treacherous snow."

When the apprentice tried to stand up and flopped back down to the ground Robinflight warned her, "You probably should stay here and warm up a little longer, I'll walk you back to your camp once you're warm. Why are you out here anyways? Please don't tell me you just wanted to go hunting, even an apprentice isn't that mouse brained."

"I'm Robinflight," she responded, "have you talked about it to anyone? I'm all ears if you need someone to listen, it's not like anything you say could be used against your clan. Unless you're upset about some awesome new battle strategy you learned," she laughed after that, partially because of her own joke and partially because of Mistpaw's sneeze. Robinflight didn't really feel that out of place even though she had crossed the border, she knew she was doing Ragged clan a favor so she highly doubted they would get mad at her for being there, it wasn't like she was stealing prey.

Robinflight moved to stand between she cold apprentice and the wind, though she was rather cold herself she could handle it.

Robinflight knew exactly how the young she-cat felt, in fact it almost sounded like she hearing a younger version of herself speaking. Her apprentice days had fallowed the same path, from being a sickly kit, to being unable to make friends. For this reason she was quiet for some time before she found the right words to say.

"I know how you feel," she said in a comforting voice, "It will get better though, just try not to fret about what you're doing wrong and focus on what you're doing right and expand," She knew she probably shouldn't be helping a Raggedclan cat with her training but she couldn't help it, if only someone had been there when she was this cats age things wouldn't have been so hard on her, "As far as friends go, training has to come first, and once you start getting better they will come to you, trust me on that." She hoped she was right about that last part, it hadn't happened for her, not until long after she became a warrior, but maybe it would be different for Mistpaw.

"See? just try to do it like that again then expand from there, it's really not hard once you get into the swing of things," she was starting to get cold herself and figured it would be best now to get up and move around, "We should get you back to your camp, it will be getting dark soon."

Robinflight stood up and waited for her, there was no way she was leaving this apprentice to find her way back in the cold dark. She would have to escort her ether back to camp, or to the first patrol they found, she just hoped no one would assume she was there to hurt the apprentice and attack. Robinflight knew Raggedclan wasn't the most trusting.