A Quiet Life of Servitude [semi-open]

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[NOTE: This roleplay is ONLY open to WindClan warriors or the two ShadowClan warriors ( Spiderfrost Rainquail ) who accompanied Nettlespark to WC after the coyote plot!]


Nettlespark travels the edge of the moors on his own, venturing between WindClan and their outskirts deep in thought. He'd been sent to help WindClan settle in after the coyotes got cleared out, but his two Clanmates seemed... less than eager to actually lend any aid. The tom was entirely alone in his hunt so far. He was also entirely empty-pawed. Well, he'd need to work to change that. Lifting his head, he scans the wide open land and sighs. How did any cat feel comfortable under the sky so.. exposed? It gave him the willies.

[Dust]

Aspenbreeze had been out for a few hours now - relieved to finally be away from the awful barn. This was where she belonged. Out on the fields, open skys and warm breeze blowing in from the ocean. The warrior inhaled deeply, continuing with steady pace, her head turned upwards to take in the warmth of the new-leaf sun.

Making her way over the crest of a hill, Aspenbreeze spotted another feline below. Hm.. She couldn't remember seeing anyone leave before her.. an intruder? Probably not with how careless they were being! Making her way down the hill, Aspenbreeze called out to the other,

"Hey there.. Uhm.." As she drew closer, it became apparent that she had no clue who this was. Well, the face was familiar, but what the hell was the name,

"Erm, you.. Are you on patrol?"

[Spiderfrost]

Daisybloom had just left the medicine cats den so that Coyotesnarl could check on Breezefeather after he took two good hits to the head in the past couple of days. She assured herself that after their earlier run through the moors she would have a slightly better feel for how to work out hunting at least small prey, she surely wasn't ready for a rabbit. But the rabbit the windclan warrior and she caught was bound to at least feed a few, but it was time to get serious. As much as she enjoyed her time with the warrior she was here for a job.

The calico was left trekking the moorland again, this time alone to sent out prey. She hadn't thought to track down Nettlespark or the other Shadowclan warrior that Beastspark offered to Twilightstar as aid. But she'd likely run into them as well if they were out hunting for the once displaced moorland cats.

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While out and about, Nettlespark spots another cat approaching. They seemed cautious, and a little bit puzzled by his presence in the moors. He didn't blame them, it wasn't like Beastspark announced to all of WindClan that he was sending three of his warriors out with them. The warrior blinks. "I'm hunting."



This didn't seem like the best of responses in retrospect though, so he decides to explain just a little further. "Ah, ShadowClan sent three of us home with your Clan to help settle in. That's why I'm over here, looking for some food to stock you up on." With a wave of his feathery tail, the tom indicates the no-Clan's-land around them. "What are you doing so far out from camp?" His tone betrayed his pointed curiosity.

[Abyssopelagic]

Whiskernose had finally made his way to go out hunting, he had stayed just a moment longer to ask about some of the better hunting spots. He wasn't looking foward to chasing rabbits alone, knowing damn well they were faster than him on top of knowing the ley of the land. He noticed a few cats a great distance away, something he wasn't used to about the moor and its endlessly yawning expanse of a sky.
As he walked close, he picked up the smell of Nettlespark and Windclan. Maybe they'd be willing to hunt with his clumsy butt.