Heroneye jumped a bit in surprise at the frog’s sudden movement. She hadn’t expected it to detect them--but that was fine. Owltalon had blocked its escape. There’s still a chance, so try not to embarrass yourself..! a voice snuck into her inner monologue before Heroneye could dismiss it. She realized that that sort of thinking was unhelpful, but it wouldn’t be the sort of thing she could change overnight, either.
So Owltalon was able to prevent the frog’s escape, and it was Heroneye’s turn to act as it now fled in the opposite direction. She kept as still as she could as it approached, her eyes locked on its movement as it grew closer, closer...
And... now! Heroneye lurched towards the frog. But she overshot, missing by about a mouse-length or two. She began to race after it, but in vain. Before Heroneye could even react, it was several tail-lengths away, and not long after had it disappeared into the stream and to who knows where.
Heroneye slowed down and turned to Owltalon with a guilty expression on her face. "My apologies," she said, her voice tense.
(alr, i’m back! tysm for your patience ^_^)
@Marigoldwhisper
She followed quietly behind Spotteddream and Tulippaw, eyes dimly lit. Ignoring the words of the patrol leader, she'd walk away with the flick of her tail, stalking the shadows as she searched for herbs. Chervil and borage whatnot, as long as she can find it then so be it. Sighing, she'd trek and trudge through the undergrowth.
Soon, plants that matched the descriptions appeared in front of her sight, and without thinking much if it was correct or not, Doedapple collected it absentmindedly. It's all herbs, after all- she believe she couldn't be much too wrong. Continuing forward, she found some more- chervil, that should be it. The first few were borages. Quickly, she'd separate it from it's stem and start to walk back towards the other two clanmates.
+3 borage | +1 chervil
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Mud'smoke looked down at the mice at his paws, he caught a trout plus this three mice here....that was only four catches? Mudsmoke could do better than that. Looking up at the sky and then towards the direction of the river, they still had time, plenty of time in Mud'smoke's opinion but then he realised he could be being selfish. They had enough prey for the clan and judging by Seabreeze's query the lionheart might be hinting towards heading back to camp. Sure Mud'smoke could go on hunting for so much longer but he had to be considerate and he definitely didn't want to be a burden. " well, we did catch enough prey to bring back, that's true. If your up for going back to camp with I'm more than happy too." Mudsmoke responded.
That was a lie, he wanted to hunt more but he understood that Seabreeze was busy cat, who knows what duties he had to get to. Mud'smoke definitely didn't. besides he could always come out to hunt by himself later in the day. He had to admit it was fun to hunt with someone outside of a patrol for once, more relaxing and less stressful. Remembering the mouse he had hit towards the tree, he quickly made his way over. If it was dead that was a another catch for him, if it wasn't he'd have to kill it to put it out of its pain. Once he neared the tree he scratched around the roots and through the shrubs searching for the mouse, surprisingly it wasn't there. Maybe he hadn't hit it as hard as he previously assumed. Oh well, he shrugged. "you want to head back? Or should go fish first He asked as he came back to Seabreaze.
Seabreeze
He/him | Riverclan Lionheart | Moons: 17 | Purrks: Go with the Flow | The Collector | Ultimate Predator |
“Ocean waters rising above your neck
You feel the glass start to crack.”
Seabreeze didn't quite like the fact that his question was flipped back to him without receiving Mudsmoke's opinion on it. Alright then, they'll go fishing at the river and then head back to camp. They already had a good bunch but it could be even better with just a bit more time to fish. He flicked an eye towards the river, "You are welcome to return if you don't want to, but I am going to try my paw at fishing once more before heading back." That was open ended enough so that Mudsmoke wouldn't feel like he had to stay if he didn't want to. The lionheart gave the warrior a few more moments to think and decided before he turned tail and started his way back to the river. It was simple enough to make his way back to the rushing water and he found a bank that was higher up river than the last spot they fished. Peering into the water from afar so he didn't spook anything, there seems to be quite a few in the little area. How many they managed to get was something else entirely.
The lionheart crept forward and found a spot on the bank, he shifted his weight to his haunches, paw raised up carefully to not cast shadows. He waited for a few heartbeats until some unfortunate fish decided to swim its way too close to him. [ D20: 15 | Success ] Seabreeze's eyes flashed a moment as the light caught on the water in a way that caused a bright reflection but that didn't deter him as he shot forward like a spring. With an ease that only comes from moons of fishing, his paw sliced through the water, caught on the fish's gills and sent it up and out of the water and up the bank. The lionheart killed it and moved it a smidge up bank so it didn't roll back into the water by accident. Seabreeze looked back and found that he hadn't spooked too many away just yet, nice! The tom looked up to Mudsmoke, waiting for the tom to have his turn at trying.
[ +1 Trout ]
[ 3/8; 1 Salmon, 1 Mouse, 1 Trout ]
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Seabreeze
He/him | Riverclan Lionheart | Moons: 17 | Purrks: Go with the Flow | The Collector | Ultimate Predator |
“Ocean waters rising above your neck
You feel the glass start to crack.”
Seabreeze didn't quite like the fact that his question was flipped back to him without receiving Mudsmoke's opinion on it. Alright then, they'll go fishing at the river and then head back to camp. They already had a good bunch but it could be even better with just a bit more time to fish. He flicked an eye towards the river, "You are welcome to return if you don't want to, but I am going to try my paw at fishing once more before heading back." That was open ended enough so that Mudsmoke wouldn't feel like he had to stay if he didn't want to. The lionheart gave the warrior a few more moments to think and decided before he turned tail and started his way back to the river. It was simple enough to make his way back to the rushing water and he found a bank that was higher up river than the last spot they fished. Peering into the water from afar so he didn't spook anything, there seems to be quite a few in the little area. How many they managed to get was something else entirely.
The lionheart crept forward and found a spot on the bank, he shifted his weight to his haunches, paw raised up carefully to not cast shadows. He waited for a few heartbeats until some unfortunate fish decided to swim its way too close to him. [ D20: 15 | Success ] Seabreeze's eyes flashed a moment as the light caught on the water in a way that caused a bright reflection but that didn't deter him as he shot forward like a spring. With an ease that only comes from moons of fishing, his paw sliced through the water, caught on the fish's gills and sent it up and out of the water and up the bank. The lionheart killed it and moved it a smidge up bank so it didn't roll back into the water by accident. Seabreeze looked back and found that he hadn't spooked too many away just yet, nice! The tom looked up to Mudsmoke, waiting for the tom to have his turn at trying.
[ +1 Trout ]
[ 3/8; 1 Salmon, 1 Mouse, 1 Trout ]
|[ Mud'Smoke]|
he/him | 21 moons | RC warrior | more of a hunter
"ACTIVE"
after burying the mice and marking where he left it, Mud'smoke followed Seabreeze to the river. As assumed, this part of the river was swimming with fish. Mud'Smoke had to remind himself that hunting wasn't meant to be for feeding hungry mouths not for the enjoyment of it. It shouldn't even be enjoying, though it was, he was killing thing for fun!? Which was against his morales, but then again it was just prey?
The tom shrugged it off as he watched Seabreaze hunt, the Lionheart was quite the impressive hunter something that mudsmoke admired of his clanmate. After Seabreeze had caught a trout and signalled for Mudsmoke to take turn the tom made his way to the bank of the river. He made sure not to let his shadow fall over it knowing that that would definitely scare away the prey and that it was basic knowledge not to do so. It would be embarassing, in simpler statement.
Careful not to cast a shadow, mudsmoke raised his paw waiting for his next victim- prey to swim right into its demise. The moment a fish neared him he swiped his paw through the water and tossing the fish onto land where he wasted no time killing it. That was a way cleaner kill than the trout he had caught earlier, this one was also a trout but hey...he caught this one better which makes it better. Picking up the trout he felt that he had redeemed himself, he had caught enough for the day. He didn't want to get greedy and carry on hunting, it was becoming an addiction at this point. "heading back? Or are you going to hunt some more?" He asked turning to Seabreeze.
Seabreeze
He/him | Riverclan Lionheart | Moons: 17 | Purrks: Go with the Flow | The Collector | Ultimate Predator |
“Ocean waters rising above your neck
You feel the glass start to crack.”
Seabreeze looked to Mudsmoke after he finished catching a fish and gave a swift little nod, “I’ll head back with you, it's been a good hunt. You are quite the hunter.” The lionheart offered before walking up the river bank to collect his fish. Seabreeze, with his mouth full, didn’t say much else as he began to lead Mudsmoke back through their previous locations to collect up all the prey. Nothing had been dug up and stolen thankfully, and with everything together, Seabreeze turned to lead the way back to camp with everything he caught in his own jaws. Mudsmoke seemed alright to carry everything he was carrying so the lionheart just kept an eye out just in case he ended up wanting any help. That was nice, it helped Seabreeze calm down a bit after getting used to another one of his clan mates and he was a talented warrior. Or at least he was when it came to hunting. Seabreeze actually hadn’t seen much of Mudsmoke around before this encounter so he didn’t know how well the other actually listened. Which really shouldn’t be something that he should question but given Riverclan’s track record with warriors and just in general-ness.
When Seabreeze stepped into camp, he made his way to the prey pile to drop off the prey, doing a little internal count of his own, and of Mudsmoke’s when the warrior dropped off his own. Nice! That was between only two cats as well!
[ @burntToast - Mudsmoke ]
[ 3/8; 1 Salmon, 1 Trout, 1 Mouse ]
[ Okie! I’ll get all this added to the storage! Thanks, this was fun! We’ll have to have more Mudsmoke and Seabreeze interactions in the future if you feel up to it! ]
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Alright, Spottedstream's patrolmates had made it. The spotted warrior parted her jaws, taking in the scent of the forest. She caught the smell of Borage, one of the herbs Mistyshard needed. The bengal trotted over. A bundle of them as well! She grabbed the herb, quite a few, before continuing to search for chervil. After searching for a bit, she stumbled across a plant that fit the Medicine cat's description of chervil. Spottedstream grabbed them, barley enough room for the herbs she had collected in her jaws. She turned back to her patrolmates and flicked her tail as a sign to head back.
[+5 Borage, +3 Chervil]
[ @chickadee @Blazing - Will be reporting back now ]
x ghostie is haunting this signature
Bean's favorite staff member Lillian was here
lio sneezed here (achoo)
you see crude graffiti... it spells "velli wuz here"
Rose caught the sickness (oh dear)
MorningMimic had brought EaglePaw out to the territory. He felt as thought mentors were slacking and he should take over.
'Do you have any battle training whatsoever? Or are we startin' from scratch?'
Eaglepaw
RiverClan
she/her | 7 moons | 28/100
[Golden and white tuxedo tabby with green eyes] Purrks: Dreamwalker, HK T2
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Eaglepaw shook her head. "No, not yet! I want ta be able to wow Fadingsun when we get to battle training!" She didn't mention, however, that a big part of her wanting to get more battle training was because of what she found on the ThunderClan border. She didn't know if those rats had anything to do with her father's disappearance, but she was going to train herself enough so she could handle herself if it came to a confrontation. Her claws sank into the dirt at the thought. She almost hoped it would.
Heroneye jumped a bit in surprise at the frog’s sudden movement. She hadn’t expected it to detect them--but that was fine. Owltalon had blocked its escape. There’s still a chance, so try not to embarrass yourself..! a voice snuck into her inner monologue before Heroneye could dismiss it. She realized that that sort of thinking was unhelpful, but it wouldn’t be the sort of thing she could change overnight, either.
So Owltalon was able to prevent the frog’s escape, and it was Heroneye’s turn to act as it now fled in the opposite direction. She kept as still as she could as it approached, her eyes locked on its movement as it grew closer, closer...
And... now! Heroneye lurched towards the frog. But she overshot, missing by about a mouse-length or two. She began to race after it, but in vain. Before Heroneye could even react, it was several tail-lengths away, and not long after had it disappeared into the stream and to who knows where.
Heroneye slowed down and turned to Owltalon with a guilty expression on her face. "My apologies," she said, her voice tense.
(alr, i’m back! tysm for your patience ^_^)
@Marigoldwhisper
`~Owltalon
She\Lionheart\RC
"Are you listening, starchild?"
The Lionheart watched with peaking interest at Heroneye scrambled towards the frog. Her heart tightened with excitement as her clanmate leaped for it, their claws unsheathed and their paws outstretched. A praise rose in her throat like bile before watching the she-cat miss. They didn't miss by a lot, but she missed enough to give the frog enough of an opening to hop away.
Her words of congratulations slowly faded back down into her throat as she offered Heroneye a toothy smile. "No worries," she commented, using her hind leg to scratch behind her ear. "Frogs are pretty hard to catch. Y' almost got 'em!"
Owltalon watched with curious eyes as patrols around them began gathering up. She smiled at any cats that passed by and gave them all encouraging nods. The thought of patrols reminded her of her own on the Windclan border. One of the accompanying warriors still had yet to show up.
Her shoulders began to slouch. Oh well, she'd just have to track down the fellow. A border patrol certainly couldn't wait! Especially one involving Windclan.
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Garlic Feather
Purrks; Just a scratch| Beefed up tier 2|
He-Him { River Clan } Warrior
Marching into the territory his paws skimmed the rough texture of the ground and his eyes were trained ahead occasionally drifting to the side as movement of the swaying grass and all the other tiny movements around him caught his attention. Incase he hadn't made it clear he felt as though someone had pressed all the wrong buttons when he woke up because his mood was foul and short tempered. Even the slightest slip up could make him explode into starclan knows what sort mental angerered rant. Impatience made him feel as though the world was moving slower and he hated it, couldn't they get there quicker? On that note he let out a slight mumble and sped up before at last seeking out the river they were intended to hunt at, he gave a slight nod without looking back under the assumption they had followed. It would have been idiotic not to seeing as this was a patrol but nonetheless. Stretching out his limbs he cleared his throat. 'I'm not one to tell you how to hunt, since your both fully grown capable warriors, but go in opposite directions down the river when you hunt as to not disrupt one anothers progress with it. Once you've caught all you can meet back here and I'll report back with what we've caught before we set it on the pile. ' The order was spoken quickly as Garlic Feather crouched down, shuffling so his shadow didn't fall across the river and rose a forepaw readying himself to flick it into the cool waters he was fishing at. He made a brief prayer to starclan that he wouldn't make himself look like a moron failing a basic hunt and that his tendency for good luck on these things kept moving.
[Rolling. . . 19/20 - Dc: 10]
All his focus was glued upon this one spot, zoned on it like it was the determining factor of whether or not he got a disappointed look when the patrol returned and his careful watch over the water and built up anticipation proved itself useful as he saw a flicker of movement, before spotting a fish. Forepaw raised he flicked both his paws into the water and snagged the fish throwing it out of the water and onto the space beside him, leaning to the side he held it down well delivering a swift bite and by the stars was it a hefty fella. The trout he'd caught was green with a plethora of creamy spots covering it, it's tail forked and whatnot, in all other words it was one star damned hell of a catch for GarlicFeather considering his limited abilities in hunting. This lifted his spirits a little and eased his foul mood as he admired the fish, for a moment or two he was lost in wondering whether all his catches today would be this hefty, hopefully he wouldn't have to make two trips back and forth.. nudging it to the side GarlicFeather rolled his shoulders readying to catch another fish.
(+1 Trout)
[Rolling . . . 3/20 Dc: 10]
Catching sight of another flicker of movement GarlicFeather flicked his forepaw into the water, watching the ripples form as he thought he'd gotten something, stars above this must be a mighty catch because he was having a horrible time trying to get it out, at a certain point he realises he wasn't even hooking his claws on a fish he'd simply wrapped his paws around something under the water, although he wasn't sure what had made it so hard for him to pry out. He would of liked to see what exactly had made him look like a fool trying to get another decent fish. Taking a moment to cool down as his fur bristled with irritation, he tried to pick out exactly what was annoying him. Today was just one of those days everything seemed extra horrible he supposed. With a slight mutter he glanced back at his previous catch, of course StarClan would tease him with good promise and the ability to hunt before snatching it away. Garlic Feather took a long moment to stare at the water, his reflection was a rippling image in the waters, a reminder he shouldn't be lingering around self-reflecting because of a singular failure. He was the Garlic Feather! afterall, the last thing he wanted to do was slack.
[Rolling. . . 15/20 Dc:10]
GarlicFeather breathed deep and anchored himself, he didn't give a damn if he felt horrible or felt amazing he had a patrol to finish and he was gonna be the one to actually try to do so. Readjusting his position and noting that he'd missed a fish before well looking at his reflection like an idiot he gave a little nod to himself, odd on the outside and yet reassuring to him he tensed and readied a forepaw once more, every slight movement had him reacting with just as much movement as he judged every swimming fish passing just out of reach. Finally catching sight of one within reach his paws flicked out and wrapped around the fish, claws hooking into it as he threw it beside the other once more holding it down and nipping it's spine. He blinked admiring the Pike he'd caught, this is what focus and concentration got you Garlic! not dwindling or scuffing your paws on the ground, concentration and pushing past the emotions plaguing you.
(+1 Pike)
[Rolling . . . 15/20 Dc: 10]
Keeping that anchor in place GarlicFeather once more readjusted himself, at this rate he really will need to make two trips. His tail flicked from side to side with mild impatience he struggled to push down as he watched the water, fish were tricky slippery things. Not the best thing for a cat who was action hungry he supposed. But oh well, blinking he saw a shape flick close a flash of scales and his paws shot into the water once more. The speed of such surprised him as he added another fish to the pile, nipping it's spine he found it was a much smaller pike, fish is fish he supposed.
(+1 Pike)
[Rolling. . . 6/20 Dc: 10]
Determination powering the final part of this patrol his focus was shaper than ever, his previous foul mood forgotten, sometimes in little moments like this he was convinced some hunting expert was sharing their secrets with him or something because he was sure he was supposed to be horrible at hunting. Perhaps that was what was bugging him, he was improving that's for sure. And that meant ultimately he was getting better at things he never used to be good at, like hunting. Battling he was already perfect at, nonetheless he practised anyhow as there were always new things to learn. Hunting was a set thing, you learn how to do it and that was that. Blinking and catching sight of a ripple his paws once more flashed into the river and he stumbled slightly failing miserably and missing. Maybe he was just getting lucky.
With a huff he leaned over and picked up what he'd caught moving into a relaxed sit as he waited for his fellow patrolmates to return with their catches. He had a lot to think about since it had clearly started to effect his performance on patrols. He took this chance to groom his fur and make himself look a tad bit more presentable than previously.
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Re: RiverClan Territory
