Travelling through WindClan territory had proven to be too risky now. First having run into that foul, foul cat on what she had learned to be ThunderClan's border, then her run in with Recluse of all cats...it was advised to her to remain in camp, or travel in the tunnels.

Travelling in the tunnels, however, required an escort, as she was unfamiliar with the winding paths that made up of the system. Everyone all seemed so busy today, but Primrose couldn't stand being cooped up in camp any longer. Her legs had grown restless, and her mind was filled with wanderlust. Vowing to only be gone for a short trip, Primrose had begun to follow the main tunnel, taking a few turns here and there on her journey. She was careful to try and remember where she turned and when, so she could easily turn around and go back to camp once she was finished.

That was, until she reached a dead-end from an unfinished tunnel. Dogdung! She thought to herself. Primrose turned around, pausing at the crossroads once she arrived. Where again..? She hummed quietly, furrowing her brow as she tried to remember. All of the directions were jumbled in her brain. Good grief, she was lost!