Practice makes perfect (OPEN)

Crabpaw had followed Rabbitpaw through the forest. He was just waiting to pop out and surprise him. The vegetation around the river served as a good hiding spot. His orange coat wasn't exactly the best color for hiding, but he hoped Rabbitpaw hadn't seen him. He tried to stay several fox-lengths away at all times. He watched his brother catch a fish. 'Okay, good. But any cat in this clan could catch a fish.' He continued to watch and waited for the right moment. Rabbitpaw stuck his paws back into the water and pulled out a lobster. 'Alright, that was impressive.' Lobsters were tricky. 'He better share some of that.' Crabpaw thought, thinking only about his stomach.
Finally, Rabbitpaw stopped to groom. Crabpaw slowly stalked out of the bushes, watching his step. The sand and dirt made no sound as he walked on it. His paw pads on the smooth rocks were just as quiet. When he was just a fox-length away, he leaped once. When he landed, his paws hit a puddle making a splashing sound, probably signaling Rabbitpaw. Quickly, he leaped again and tackled his smaller sibling. "Got yeah." Crabpaw said, standing over the apprentice.

Crabpaw looked back again at the lobster. He stretched out a paw, but didn't touch it, like it was out of reach. "Well, I know the rules, but, but, oh, it's so good. If we just catch another lobster..." He knew his plan would be breaking the rules. He certainly didn't what to take what ever punishment that would lead to. Being a honest warrior was something he needed to accomplish. He sighed a heavy, sad sigh. "Never mind."

Padding past Rabbitpaw, Crabpaw looked over the water. Schools of fish swam by through the crystal water. The current made water splash against the rocks, making his paws wet. He shook over his paws and walking back to his brother. Listening to Rabbitpaw, he licked his paws dry. "Oh, I wont tell anyone." Crabpaw said when he finished. "As long as I can keep coming back with you. We can bring back just enough so we can feed the Clan and have them be proud of what we can do, but not too much that the sea animals leave or some apprentice get suspicious." He smirked at his own plan, which is probably what his brother was thinking anyway.

"Now can we hunt, or more like fish?" Crabpaw asked, brushing past Rabbitpaw to lean over the river again. "Maybe, if we catch enough, the Clan will allow us to have some lobster." He pawed at the cool water, scarring the fish so the swam over, but they soon returned.

"Great. Now we can hunt. " Crabpaw leaned over the edge. He focused on one of the larger fished closer to the middle of the river. He crouched down and flicked his tail back and forth. "I got this one." He meowed to Rabbitpaw. His plan was to jump straight into the river. As he pushed off the wet rock, his back paws slipped on the smooth surface. Instead of landing farther in the river, he fell straight into the river below. He opened his eyes when his head went under water. Through the almost clear water, he could see fish swim around him. He kicked his legs furiously until her reached the surface. All around him fish swam as if he wasn't there. Once he tried to catch one, they all scatted. "This wasn't the best idea." He called to his brother back on shore. Crabpaw doggie paddled back to land.
Once he reached the rocky shore, his long, orange pelt was flat against his skin. When he shook his fur just a bit, he looked like a wet ball of fluff. He glared over to Rabbitpaw, expected him to laugh. "Laugh it up." He sighed and began to lick, starting at his shoulder.

"Thanks, Rabbitpaw." Crabpaw said to his brother in between a lick. He stopped at sat facing his brother. "We're in the WaveClan, so I shouldn't be slipping on wet rocks like that. At least I didn't get a face full of mud!" He offered a smile. He stood up to let the beating sun slowly dry him. "I guess I'll just try again. The fish didn't seem to care that I fell." Crabpaw said, watching the fish with big, curious eyes. He took a few steps closer to the water. Each step he shook of a paw. When he got to the edge of the water, he sat and watching patiently. This time he wouldn't be so quick to make a move.