Smallpines

[BEAR.]

This was the first time the border between RiverClan and ThunderClan had been patrolled in since their Clan had been driven out, and Firehawk was adamant on remarking the borders before more skirmishes were caused by mistakes and misunderstandings.

Approaching the border at a brisk pace, he glanced around, scenting the air to ensure everything seemed to be in place. He didn't immediately detect anything alarming, so he began to mark over the old borderline once more.

[open, other patrol members / TC cats welcomed]

[MoonLake]

.............can i join RiverClan? I dont understand everything yet, but what do I do to join? Thank you i really want to be in RC:kittyface::lovesquee:

LightDusk flicked his tail at BlizzardFoot. "Goodbye!" She mewed cheerily to the cat. Unaware of walking into a strange new smell, the cat opened his eyes wide in surprise. "Whats this?!" The cat yowled. She smelled the scent of RiverClan! Very suspicous.............(sorry if its way too short)

[Hexict]

[ Alphafury ]

A grey and cream colored tom pushed his way through the undergrowth as he headed towards the border between Thunderclan and Riverclan. Though he was an apprentice, he had decided to check out the border by himself. He was still struggling with the loss of his mentor and had not yet gotten to know much about his new mentor, not yet ready to get to know them either. It wasn't like him to do something like this. Apprentices weren't suppose to go out on their own, especially to borders with rival clans. Tempestpaw was a stickler for the rules and would probably judge someone for doing this. But he wanted to get out a little and found himself curious as to the state of Riverclan. Thudnerclan had assisted in driving them out of their own territory, but Tempestpaw as an apprentice had not been taken into battle. Neither of the battles. He hated to admit that he had no idea what had happened that caused Thunderclan to do something like that to Riverclan, but he had faith in his clan and believed that it was nothing that Thunderclan didn't have to do.

There was a second reason for heading out as well. He wanted to get away from the camp for a bit, clear his head, take a breath, calm down. After the death of most of his family the loss of cats made him feel even more suffocated in Thunderclan at the moment. He was recovering, but it would still take some time. He would always be hurt by this since he loved them so even if someday the pain would numb a bit.

He made sure to head towards an area of the border where there wasn't a fresh scent of anyone. The warriors from both clans have been frantically trying to re-scent the border to establish their territories. Tempestpaw glanced around quickly before moving to the open, making absolute sure that no one else was around at the moment. He began to pace along the border a bit. The apprentice began to question what he had thought he would find. He wanted to get away from the camp, yes, but what else? He had went to the border. Was he expecting trouble? Was he hoping for trouble? If a Riverclan cat approached the border, he wasn't sure what he would do. Though he was protective and blunt, the tom wasn't confrontational and he sure didn't wish for any ore trouble for Thunderclan. As his thoughts continued on, he became less and less aware of his surroundings.

[Alphafury]

[ Alphafury ]

A grey and cream colored tom pushed his way through the undergrowth as he headed towards the border between Thunderclan and Riverclan. Though he was an apprentice, he had decided to check out the border by himself. He was still struggling with the loss of his mentor and had not yet gotten to know much about his new mentor, not yet ready to get to know them either. It wasn't like him to do something like this. Apprentices weren't suppose to go out on their own, especially to borders with rival clans. Tempestpaw was a stickler for the rules and would probably judge someone for doing this. But he wanted to get out a little and found himself curious as to the state of Riverclan. Thudnerclan had assisted in driving them out of their own territory, but Tempestpaw as an apprentice had not been taken into battle. Neither of the battles. He hated to admit that he had no idea what had happened that caused Thunderclan to do something like that to Riverclan, but he had faith in his clan and believed that it was nothing that Thunderclan didn't have to do.

There was a second reason for heading out as well. He wanted to get away from the camp for a bit, clear his head, take a breath, calm down. After the death of most of his family the loss of cats made him feel even more suffocated in Thunderclan at the moment. He was recovering, but it would still take some time. He would always be hurt by this since he loved them so even if someday the pain would numb a bit.

He made sure to head towards an area of the border where there wasn't a fresh scent of anyone. The warriors from both clans have been frantically trying to re-scent the border to establish their territories. Tempestpaw glanced around quickly before moving to the open, making absolute sure that no one else was around at the moment. He began to pace along the border a bit. The apprentice began to question what he had thought he would find. He wanted to get away from the camp, yes, but what else? He had went to the border. Was he expecting trouble? Was he hoping for trouble? If a Riverclan cat approached the border, he wasn't sure what he would do. Though he was protective and blunt, the tom wasn't confrontational and he sure didn't wish for any ore trouble for Thunderclan. As his thoughts continued on, he became less and less aware of his surroundings.

// Hexict //

Ashpaw slowly padded along river clans side of the border renewing her memory of the area while also at the same time taking in all scents that she hadn’t smelt for moons while river clan had been pushed out of their territory. The young she-cat was determined to bring back a mouse or a vole back to her clan to prove that she wasn’t a one trick pony who could only fish. It had been playing on her mind for a while when she constantly slipped up and tumbled over when trying to catch a rat when the clan was outcasted.

So she had taken it upon herself while she wasn’t training with her mentor to be practibg hunting rather than fishing. The blue and cream apprentice narrowed her grey eyes as a squirrel came into view as it searched for acorns, this was the opportunity she needed.
With that being said ashcloud dropped into a crouch starring intently at the rodent as her tail flicked from side to side excitedly. She slowly as possible attempted to creep forward towards the unsuspecting squirrel as it stuffed nuts into its cheeks.
Unfortunately due to being rather sloppy with her stalking techniques Ashpaw seemed to crawl along at a snails place while also having her haunches too far in the air which will proved to be the downfall in hunting and why she had never successfully caught such prey without it running away.

[gemini]

BILL. Hexict Delta Starfall
The blonde she-cat walked through the territory, her gait relaxed and even. She had a calm look in her bright amber eyes as she took in her old home. Honeychirp looked at the sand and dirt under her paws glad it was not the rough gravel that had covered the ground. She could hear the gurgle of the river in the background, she had already gone for a swim today evident by the muddy tip of her tail and what looked like she had brown socks she had tried to get the mud off, but it simply stained her golden coat in such a way she didn’t feel like working on. As she continued her walk she relaxed her shoulders upon seeing her clanmate on the border, she had a smile on her maw and wanted to have a calm border patrol, it had been a rare thing in past moons and she was ready to have it back.

She walked up beside the tom ”Hey there Firehawk!” she said with her amber eyes kind upon identifying her clanmate. She would be happy to have a easy conversation, no scuffle, a simply chat. Or so she hoped. She walked over to a fallen beach and began to mark the border, her massive fluffy body gliding around in a graceful way.

(sorry it’s so short guys” D

[Hexict]

[ Alphafury ]

Tempestpaw was suddenly pulled from his thoughts as he saw a dark grey-blue blur in the corner of his gaze. The tom instinctively dropped to a crouch, trying to stay out of sight but also trying to figure out what it was. Though the tom was a bit larger for his age he was able to blend into the leaf-bare undergrowth as he took a few careful steps. Now looking in the direction of the blur he was able to see that it was in fact a cat. At first he was relieved that it wasn't a predator like a badger that had taken residence in Riverclan during their absence - a predator so close to the borders could easily pass over to Thunderclan territory. But he regained his cautious behavior as he realized that she was attempting to stalk up to a squirrel dangerously close to the border. His tail lashed at the sight.

Knowing it was mouse-brained, Tempestpaw stepped out. "Hey! What do you think you're doing?!" He stalked closer to the border. Had it been a warrior he probably would have left it alone and then warned his mentor of these hunting habits, but he was sure he could confront an apprentice on his own. Plus, the entire relationship between their clans has him on edge.


[ BILL. ; Gemini ; Delta ; Starfall - i'm sorry if i missed anyone :c ]

Following her clan-mate, Mistfall was not surprised by his quick pace. Their entire clan was relieved to be back to their rightful territory and anyone was read to start re-marking the borders. Of course there were the downsides, they returned to sharing borders with the other clans beside Skyclan and it was a bit unnerving. These clans had run them out not too long before and Riverclan was still vulnerable from living in unknown territory and then the most recent battle. They had to rush to mark the borders, but they also had to be careful not to do anything to upset the other clans right now. The warrior kept an eye out as Firehawk marked the borders, ready to retreat back into the territory if some Thunderclanner offered the trouble. Mistfall wasn't one who would shy away from battle, but she wasn't looking for trouble unless necessary.

Attention was fixed across the border, becoming somewhat oblivious to what was happening on their side. The silver and grey molly jumped as she heard someone calling out to Firehawk. Whirling around she forced herself to relax when she saw Honeychirp and continued to keep a stiff watch over the border as the other warrior joined in on the patrol.

[Alphafury]

Hexict //

The fluffy molly instantly jumped straight in the air as she was caught completely by surprise. The squirrel who was now alerted to the two cats bolted and scampered up the nearest tree.
Ashpaw stared wide eyed at the stranger who had yowled at her, she had never been in such a situation before so she did the only thing that seemed to make sense in the apprentices mind. She took a few steps back and tried her best to hold her ground. She didn’t recognise this tom..he must be from thunder clan especially considering he was on the opposite side of the border.
The she cat narrowed her rounded eyes glaring at tempest with a irritated look. “Thanks a lot mouse brain! You just cost me a squirrel!” She grumbled out with a frown, luckily for him she wasn’t a agressive cat and she knew not to be straight up hostile to another clan cat since it could worsen certain situations.
“Why did you yell at me though?? I was on my side of the border!”

[Silhouettes]

Maplefur
(Sorry this took so long!)

She wasn’t doing as bad as she usually was whenever she went out of the territory on her own. Perhaps it was because the scarred molly has already caught a piece of prey, as Ripplegaze was mauled before she was able to. Due to that single squirrel she felt calmer and slightly more relaxed-but still on edge nevertheless. Even after all the moons she lived without an eye and a torn ear, it was strange to her how two of her senses were almost taken away form her so easily. Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she resumed hunting. She had already buried the first piece of prey not that far off to protect it from hungry scavengers. The feline immediently caught the scent of a hare. The creature was rarely found in Riverclan territory, where they primarily ate fish and an occasional mouse or squirrel. Crouching down, the small molly followed the scent downwind. It was perfect, almost too perfect when she saw the plump animal grazing idly by. Before she was ready to pounce, however, it must’ve caught her at the corner of its eye before it took off. She, by instinct, followed the rabbit closely. After a while she lost sight of the small mammal. And by then, she has no idea when she was. Ripplegaze hadn’t been at the edge of Riverclan territory out of fear, so maybe that was where she was? Yeah... that’s where she was. Yet the foresty smell was overwhelming and send doubt about her location to the half-blooded feline.

[Starfall]

RedHead Delta Gemini BILL. Hexict

The warrior had been dragged along into a Herb Hunting patrol, getting plucked out of the clearing by Flintspirit. Of course he was fine, going along with his deputy, but her? If he knew that she was coming than he would have downright refused, but of course, the deputy didn't mention that little minute detail. The brown tom did his best to stay as far away from that toxic medicine cat as possible, glaring at her from the back of the group.

"Hey, Flintspirit, why couldn't you just have her go by herself?" he asked, venom dripping from each letter as he directed his emerald gaze towards the deputy for a few seconds, before once again having it land on the dark molly. "If you're worried about her getting attacked by a fox or anything, I'm sure she'll scare it off with her looks alone." Doeflame huffed, his bobbed tail wiggling on his rear.

The brown tom was ready to toss more insults at the Medicine cat, he hated her with a burning passion. Not only did Tallmarsh replace his sister, but she attacked him as well! She wasn't fit to be a medicine cat! Medicine cats healed, they didn't hurt. However, all the accusations he was going to toss her way instantly shriveled up the second he heard an unfamiliar pair of voices echoing in the territory. His ears shot up and realized that it was coming from their border with Riverclan.

Of course he knew that Riverclan and Thunderclan had an alliance, however, they seemed to be a little more riled up as of late. Of course he didn't blame them after everything that had happened. It still sent him in a little state of panic though, his wounds still ached, the scars that littered his body, if reopened, would definitely kill him. The warrior bound up to the deputy and gently nudged his shoulder. "There's a Riverclan patrol dead ahead." he whispered. Now of course Doeflame was positive Flintspirit had heard them, but he was just making sure.

[RedHead]

Delta BILL. Hexict Gemini Starfall

He was walking with a casual gait, his green eyes flicking around at the scenery around them, a small smile on his face. He was enjoying the time out of the camp, although it was cold, but his pelt was plenty long enough to protect him from the biting weather.
Taking along Doeflame hadn’t been his plan at first, he’d just figured that he would go with Tallmarsh to collect herbs. But upon seeing the warrior in the clearing, he’d thought it wouldn’t hurt to take him along, get acquainted with him. But now he was having regrets.
For a reason unknown to the dark-furred tom, Doeflame was acting like he hated the medicine cat. Of course, Flintspirit cut the warrior some slack, Tallmarsh was hard to get along with. But still, he didn’t think it was the best for Doeflame to voice his opinions so.... bluntly.
The responsible part of him knew he should reprimand the tomcat for saying such things about the medicine cat. She was the one who was supposed to save their butts. But the bigger part of him just wanted to make light of the situation, so he wouldn’t have to deal with the possibility of Doeflame growing to hate him too.
“Aww come on Doeflame, she’s not that bad.” He purred, giving a smile in Tallmarsh’s direction in case she glanced backwards, hopefully interpreting his statement as a joke. But you could never tell with Tallmarsh. “Sure she may be a bit difficult to get along with at times, but she’s still the medicine cat. And deserves as much respect as you and I do.” His tone took a little bit of a serious note, but his dorky smile grew back over his face as he winked playfully. ”Now don't get me wrong, but if I could scare off a fox with my Looks alone, I think I’d be set for life. Plus, I guess that just means thatbwe’ll Be perfectly safe, and this is just more of a leisurely walk!” He finished with another wink aimed at Tallmarsh this time. He enjoyed messing around with her too much.

Upon hearing new voices dead ahead though, Flintspirit visibly straightened, coming up to his dull, and rather imposing, height. He flicked an ear to acknowledge he heard Doeflame, his green eyes now focused on the three Riverclan cats as they became visible through the brush. He hoped that they remained friendly, the tom didn’t want any tension between their two clans right now. In fact, he was quite fond of Riverclan, not just because they had been allies during the war, but also because he’d met quite a few cats from there, all of which he found enjoyable to talk to. Plus, they were one of the easiest clans to tease. He gave a glance to Doeflame then a harder one to Tallmarsh, clearly communicating to them not to stir up any trouble. They didn’t need that right now.

[Hexict]

[ BILL. ; Delta ; Gemini ; Starfall ; RedHead ]

Ears twitched as the warrior heard faint voices from the lush forest. She instinctively stiffened, her tail tip gave quick lashes, difficult to see unless you were behind her. Mistfall took a few steps towards Firehawk and Honeychirp. "Thunderclan patrol," she whispered in a hushed voice. The molly was cautious of all the clans right now. Thunderclan was the least of their worries, but Mistfall felt bitter that Thunderclan had stood aside and let the others drive Riverclan from their home. In all honesty, she wasn't sure how she would have gone about the whole situation, but that didn't make her feel much better. Besides, the clan was weak right now from the fighting, lack of prey and absence of a medicine cat, so she refused to let herself be trusting of Thunderclan or any of the other clans. The molly stayed closer to her two companions now.

Mistfall kept her gaze on the Thunderclan patrol as they approached the territory. For a moment she wasn't sure what to do. "Hello Flintspirit, Tallmarsh" she dipped her head slightly to two of them. "Hello," she greeted Doeflame, a warrior that she did not know. Though the molly offered a smile, there was a distance in her gaze and a slight edge to her tone that she could not hide. She wasn't out-right being hostile to the patrol, but upon further investigation there was reasoning to believe she was not interested in being friends.

[ Alphafury ]

The apprentice watched as Ashpaw jumped in fright and was taken aback by his presence and yowl. His pale gaze narrowed and watched her cautiously as she became angry with him. The tom took a step forward. "It's too close to the border," he stated, like it was obvious. After a few moments he continued. "You could have ran across the border chasing it, then you would be breaking rules. Besides, if it's a squirrel, then it was most likely Thunderclan prey anyway," even as he said the last part, the tom knew that it was, in fact, mouse-brained. No matter where the prey comes from, it belonged to the clan of the territory it was on. But the tom wanted to make sure that Riverclan knew of their boundaries and did not dare to hunt in Thunderclan territory. Leaf-bare was toughest on Riverclan and he was not going to allow them to take any of Thunderclan prey. Plus, he wasn't sure how well they had re-scented their borders and wasn't sure if some of the Riverclan cats would not notice the border.

But the tom felt embarrassed suddenly. The border had been properly re-established by Riverclan, and his explanation of why he stopped her was not really a good one. But Tempestpaw was a proud tom and was cautious before stating that he was wrong. "Why is Riverclan hunting so close to the border, anyway?" Attempting to subtly switch attention off of himself.

[Freesia]

[ Hexict BILL. Gemini Starfall RedHead ]

Tallmarsh had wanted to go on an herb hunting trip, and somehow she had managed to find herself with the deputy and the one cat who seemed to hate her the most. She could feel Doeflame’s intense glare burning her pelt as she swept her eyes back and forth for the familiar yellow flowers she was currently searching for. She could stand to be with Flintspirit—at least he was funny—but Doeflame? She was already itching for a fight again. “I didn’t ask for you to come,” she snarled at Doeflame with an angry lash of her long tail. “I don’t need my looks to scare off a fox. You must’ve forgotten I was a warrior for almost my entire life before I was a medicine cat.” Why he hated her was beyond her. She’d had her fair share of enemies in her life, but never anything like this. Usually she was on the opposite end of the angry remarks. She flicked her tail again, this time towards Flintspirit as an annoyed thank you. She didn’t need his help to diffuse the situation, and she sure wasn’t going to admit that she appreciated it. She had come to accept the tom’s dorky jokes and whatnot, since she knew that they would be working side-by-side for a long time.

Tallmarsh instinctively bristled upon hearing the voices across the border. In light of the recent events, everyone had been on edge, even those Clans who had fought together. The medicine cat’s fight with Doeflame definitely proved that. She returned Flintspirit’s hard look but understood what he meant: no fighting. Considering she still had healing wounds from her last fight, Tallmarsh had no intention of starting a fight with these cats—unless she had to. It would just mean more cats for her to heal, and she already had too many patients as it was. She forced her fur to lie flat as the RiverClan patrol came into view. “Hello,” she returned, her short and flat tone betraying her annoyance. While her face seemed calm, her eyes were fierce. She was more annoyed that she was angered by this encounter; she wondered if hoping that nobody got hurt was too much to ask for.

[Alphafury]

Hexict //

The mollys ears flicked at his response her eyes just as narrowed as his. “I would never run onto another clans territory! I know where the boundaries are and if the squirrel had run across it I wouldn’t have followed it! After all it’s not worth the conflict it may cause!” The tuxedo cat mew taking a few more steps away from Tempestpaw. “Besides! The prey belongs to what ever territory it’s caught on! I personally would never steal prey even if it was in a paws reach on another territory. My mentor has told me that it’s disrespectful.” She spoke further lowering herself into a sitting position as she cautiously watched the other cat still threatening to bolt if he tried anything.

Her eyes remained focused on him as her rounded ears rotated to face him as she listened to his words. “And if you so curious about why I’m around here, it’s because I wanted to practice my skills on hunting and land prey is plentiful In this area. Unfortunately I can admit I’m a terrible huntress since I spend almost all my time fishing but I want to prove that I’m more useful than I seem to my clan. Which..can be tricky...especially for someone like me who has tainted blood.”

[Hexict]

[ Alphafury ]

The tom was initially annoyed by her response. The molly yelled back at him, informing him of what he already knew. It was annoying and embarrassing to be called out by someone else. As her annoyance fueled his, he flattened his ears in response. But the tom's ears perked back up when she stated that she wouldn't dare break the rules and cross into another clan's territory. Interest flicked in his gaze, watching as the molly informed him that she was a not thief and would not steal prey that did not belong to her. Tempestpaw found himself relaxing a little when the Riverclan apprentice began to take a sitting position. She didn't seem like a threat at all now. Ashpaw had seemed genuine when stating that she had no intentions of crossing over the border and didn't hold a threatening position. Yes, the molly did still seem annoyed, but Tempestpaw could tell that she wouldn't try anything and that was a relief.

"..." He fell silent after Ashpaw told him that she was practicing hunting prey on land. Do Riverclan cats do that? It was new to him. He had heard that they disliked the taste of land-prey so they hunted fish. Though personally, fished seemed repulsive to the tom and he could never understand why they would voluntarily eat it. "Do Riverclan cats know how to hunt on land?" Confusing clear in his gaze and he tilted his head. He was told that they couldn't really hunt on land, unless it was something like a water vole. Tempestpaw gave a quick look around. He realized that she was right; this would be a place where land-prey is plentiful. Much of Riverclan was marsh lands except for the borders with the other clans, and not much that could be easily hunted lives in the marshes.

Tempestpaw lowered himself into a sitting position as well. "'Tainted blood'?" For just a split moment he was even more confused, but he quickly figured out what she meant. He shrugged this off. "What do you care what your clan-mates think?" Although he was extremely loyal to his clan - would die for it without a second thought - his clan-mates themselves did not have his loyalty. They had to earn it themselves. It wasn't like he wouldn't protect them or help them out if they needed it, he just didn't care about their personal lives unless they involved in his, and he definitely didn't care what they thought or had to say if the matter wasn't important.

[Alphafury]

Hexict //

“Well some do but most perfur not to hunt on land. I wanted to learn because it may prove useful in future if we have a harsh lead bare and the water freezes over.” She shrugged in a matter of fact manner.
“After all thunder clan also know how scarce prey can be during that time and if we are unable to fish then hunting will be our only option. Even though we aren’t very good at it at all, it’s still worth knowing how to hunt.” She explained with a small frown, the idea of learning how to hunt was purely for the benefit of her clan if they ever fall on hard times and fish is out of the question.

How ever while some other warriors already knew this and had learnt to hunt the rest of the clan completely seek to shrug off the idea.
She tilted her head up as the tom expressed his own opinion on her tainted blood. “I only care because I want to be seen as a worthy and loyal cat to river clan! Some other cats think I shouldn’t even be in the clan just because I was found and not born into the clan.”

[Hexict]

[ Alphafury ]

Tempest had to admit that admire her loyalty to the clan and determination for trying to learn a new skill. He was sure it was difficult to learn how to hunt on land when there wasn't really anyone to teach her. For him, hunting was easy. He did have to learn to more silent than most other cats since his white fur gives him away, but he was now able to hunt pretty well. But the molly probably had no idea what she was doing. He hadn't really noticed her technique before scaring off her prey, but the molly seemed to be sure that she wasn't all that good. Knowing that Riverclan had been through a lot recently, the tom felt a bit sympathetic at the thought of them not having much food. He knew that leaf-bare was extremely rough on Riverclan more than the others, but this was the first time he was actually talking about it with a Riverclanner in person. He offered a nod of understanding, feeling guilty for scaring off her prey.

The tom laughed at her explanation for why she cared so much about what her clan-mates think. Tempestpaw never had that problem, so he didn't quite understand how she felt. He was born to Snowsong, who had been leader at the time of his birth, and had instantly been treated with respect. He was expected to become a great warrior. Not only was his mother a leader, but his father was also a respected warrior of Thunderclan. So he could not understand how Ashpaw felt, how she was expected to be nothing more than what she was when she joined the clan. "You're clan-mates sound like a bunch of mouse-brains," he muttered. "If they can't see you trying your best to help them, even learning to hunt on land by yourself, then they don't deserve all this effort you're putting in," his tail lashed in annoyance. He found it strange that she cared so much about what her clan-mates thought, and he found them stupid for how they thought of her. "They don't deserve you time."

[Alphafury]

Hexict //

The blue and cream she-cat let out a small but soft chuckle the toms words. "if only i had the nerve to tell them all that. but you are right, they aren't worth my time." Ashpaw stated with a slight flick of her bushy tail. She was almost confused to how civil the thunder clan apprentice was acting, far as she was concerned other warriors aways called them fox hearts and harsh cats but tempest paw seemed to throw those expectations out of the window.

"but at least some of my clan mates do applicate the effort i put in, especially my mother and mentor without them i probably wouldn't be so enthusiastic." she mewed shaking her head as offered a subtle but friendly smile towards tempestpaw since she wasn't really sure how to react in the situation she had gotten herself into. Was she being too open to this other apprentice that she had only just met? it was likely since ashpaw was the kind of she-cat was did tend to over share and be overly open. Oh well it was too late now but it didn't really matter anyways. With that the thick pelted she-cat decided to change the subject as she awkwardly kneaded the ground with her paws.
"sooooo...your a thunder clan apprentice, whats it like? I've never spoken to a thunder clan cat before."

[BEAR.]

"Honeychirp," Firehawk greeted her as she approached, ears twitching as he glanced at Mistfall. It seemed everyone had caught up, and he finished marking their side of the border. The scent of ThunderClan was growing stronger along with voices, and at Mistfall's warning, his eyes flicked across the boundary at the entourage of ThunderClan cats.

He recognized two of them off the bat: Flintspirit and Tallmarsh. They were unmistakable as deputy and medicine cat, respectively, but the third cat was unknown to him. He looked familiar, and Firehawk assumed he had seen glimpses of him at the Gatherings.

"Hello," he greeted them as he stepped back from the border line. "How's it going in ThunderClan?" Firehawk was a bit wary given Clan tensions, but it wouldn't stop him from trying to be polite. ThunderClan had helped them get their home back after all.

Starfall RedHead Delta Hexict Gemini

[Hexict]

[ Alphafury ]

Tempestpaw offered a small smile and a nod of approval when Ashpaw agreed with his words. He honestly couldn't understand why people worried so much about what others thought. The tom couldn't care less if his clan-mates respected him or not - after all, they hadn't earned his respect yet. Of course he believed people should be loyal to their clans, but some clan-mates were just so annoying or mouse-brained. The tom never expected someone to be loyal to their clan-mates by default. He was aware that everyone was different and believed that everyone should earn the way that they are treated. Respect is a gift, not a right. He wished that cats would stop acting like he should love everyone in his clan. Tempestpaw knew that they only saw him as Snowsong's and Stormstrike's son. To them, he was hardly his own person.

The apprentice watched as Ashpaw spoke of her mother and mentor. The tom felt a twinge of jealousy, thinking about how his mother and mentor were both gone now. Though he did receive a new mentor, one who seemed kind and caring. But it still stung to think about them. The tom tried not to let his tail lash at the jealousy. "That's good," he begun, trying to keep his emotions under control. "Finding motivation is a good thing, it must be difficult to try to hard for the clan when most of them don't care?" He still struggled with his clan-mates. He didn't really have anyone that cared for him as a person. Right now it seemed as though he only had Caliaflame and possibly Blueberrytuft. And whatever Cloverpaw was to him these days, friend or enemy? It was difficult to keep track of with her.

He was taken aback by her question. It seemed silly, asking what it was like to live in Thunderclan and outright stating that she's never met a Thunderclan apprentice before. As he thought more on the matter, Tempestpaw realized that he didn't really speak with cats from other clans either. He had only been to a few gatherings and never approached a cat on the border like this. For a moment he wondered if it was strange that they were talking, quickly becoming more comfortable. But he shrugged this off. It's not against the rules to be friendly with cats from other clans, the apprentice reminded himself. The tom was also aware how annoying his clan-mates could be and that Ashpaw did not seem to bother him all that much. Plus, Ashpaw didn't have many friends in Riverclan either. "I enjoy the forest," he glanced at the trees and bushes behind him, smiling as he thought of how lively it would look in new-leaf and green-leaf. "Plus, it's mostly dry," his nose scrunched up as he then turned towards the Riverclan territory, aware of the marshy terrain that the plants were hiding. "We hunt a lot of mice, squirrels and birds, and if we're lucky we can get rabbits. We don't have a river or anything like that, but we have some cover from the sun. Seriously, how does Windclan do it? Having nothing over their heads?" A small chuckle escaped at the last part.

[Alphafury]

Hexict //

A chuckle echoed from the She-cat and nodded at the toms words. “I can understand where you are coming from, I don’t know how they cope in the rain and wind all day and night without some kind cover.” She replied as her mind wandered briefly what thunder clan camp and territory looked like as well as wind clans.

She shook off and lost her train of thought as he turned back to the silver tom. “Thunder clan does sound nice and pleasent but I honestly wouldn’t be able to live in a forest if I didn’t have access to water. I know most cats hate getting their pets and paws wet but I just find the feeling of swimming so calming and it’s the only thing I’m really good at besides fishing. If I was in thunder clan I would be as much use as a while of mouse dung!” She laughed softly, she commonly would make jokes ether about herself or about other things as long as she knew that it didn’t cause any offence. It was probably one of her many tactics to lighten moods and strengthen friendly relationships. “Oh well! Hopefully I might get a glimpse of thunder clan one day, of course only if I had permittion too though! It’s not worth risking fragile relationships between clans just to go and explore now is it? To me I think the gathering will be enough if I don’t get sent on any missions in my lifetime.”

[Hexict]

[ Alphafury ]

Nodding, the tom agreed. If he wasn't aware that Windclan existed, he would seriously doubt that any cat could live in the open like that. They were constantly at the mercy of the weather. Why do they choose to live in such territory? He could never live like that. The tom needed the shelter of the trees and the, the cool shade, the leaves and pine needles on the ground. He needed the sounds of birds and scurrying of creatures running when he unwittingly scared them off. But the moors seemed like such harsh ground. The beating of the wind would be too much for him and the open grounds would just be unsettling. Sure, they could see prey and intruders from far off. But that was a two-way street. Anyone and anything could see them coming from far off. Tempestpaw disliked that thought. He was safe in the trees and so where his clan-mates.

"There are puddled," even as he suggested, Tempestpaw was aware that it was nothing compared to a river. Ashpaw may be from outside the clan, be she definitely was a Riverclanner now. The tom had to admit that a river would be pretty nice, but he wasn't sure he could bring himself to eat fish and he had no interest in swimming. Cats swimming almost felt as strange as cats living on the moors. The tom smiled as she compared her usefulness to mouse-dung without being able to fish from the clan, even letting out another chuckle. It was good to relax with someone. Even if they don't see eye-to-eye with everything, they still weren't arguing over who's opinion was best or anything like that, and Tempestpaw was enjoying their conversation. The tom blinked in surprise at Ashpaw's interest at seeing Thunderclan at least once. He felt the urge to invite her, but quickly reminded himself that she was from Riverclan and that it would be considered trespassing if she were to go onto Thunderclan territory. Though he felt a little better when she confessed that she knew she could only do so with permission and that gatherings would have to suffice, the tom still felt a little upset by this. It was strange that the tom only connected with a few cats and one of these cats happened to be in another clan.

The tom glanced around quickly, making sure that no one from Thunderclan nor Riverclan happened to watching them right now. "I think I should probably head back," the tom's voice clearly held disappointment. He did wish to talk with Ashpaw more, but knew that soon others would be suspicious as to why he was gone for so long. "Nobody really knows that I'm out here and my mentor may start looking for me. It's best not to worry her," he got up and turned to face his own territory before stopping. "Meet me here again when you've got the chance. Probably at night or something. I know of some place where we can talk. Maybe I could even teach you hunting?" Tempestpaw threw a small smile over his shoulder before disappearing into the bushes and trees of Riverclan. He felt an anxious clawing at his stomach. It almost felt wrong, wishing to meet Ashpaw in secret. But he told himself that they weren't exactly breakng any rules. Besides, he had taken a liking to her - which was more than he could say for most of his clan-mates. What was the harm? Weren't positive relations between the clans something that should be promoted anyway?

[gemini]

RedHead Delta Gemini BILL. Hexict
as the She-Cat looked up her eyes narrowed, as the ThunderClan scents grew closer and sharper she tried to force herself not to jump to any conclusions. She gave a smile as Mistfall finished the patrol and quietly nodded as her whiskers twitched and her amber eyes had a bit of an, intense, look to them. She gave a twitch of her tail as she began to mark the border once again. She tried to keep herself calm yet the aftermath of the battles had left her bitter as it seemed that her clan shifted around her, tossing and turning in an unsettling was she couldn’t say she enjoyed. As she looked closer Honeychirp could see the cats mulling around, she didn’t want to start anything. Yet she was acutely aware that things could go very wrong very fast.
She simply looked on as the ThunderClaners came into view, it seemed that she had seen some of the cats before. The medicine cat? She shook her head before looking back at the patrol “Seems like this could be exciting...” she meowed under her breath in a bit of an annoyed tone, this wasn’t supposed to be exciting it was supposed to be a simple border patrol. She twitched her ears as she tried to stop herself from rolling her eyes, honeychirp didn’t want to seem rude about the fact of the matter, yet this was not, the day she had planned.

[Madelaine]

~ Branch of Life ~

Waterpaw walked towards the Thunderclan and Riverclan border. She had actually never been here. Her mentor mostly just showed her it from a distance, but that was when it was their hunting ground. She still felt guilty that her clan had agreed to take it over until they returned.

[Branch of Life]

~ Branch of Life ~

Waterpaw walked towards the Thunderclan and Riverclan border. She had actually never been here. Her mentor mostly just showed her it from a distance, but that was when it was their hunting ground. She still felt guilty that her clan had agreed to take it over until they returned.
Blueberrypaw walked along side Waterpaw. His grey pelt shimmered in the rain. “So.....What are we doing here agian?” He meowed completely forgetting what he had said earlier. Blueshine had taken him over near the area before but they never went super close before. “Have you been over here before?” He asked just to get information. His ears perked as he heard a cat trot away from them in the opposite direction.

[Madelaine]

Blueberrypaw walked along side Waterpaw. His grey pelt shimmered in the rain. “So.....What are we doing here agian?” He meowed completely forgetting what he had said earlier. Blueshine had taken him over near the area before but they never went super close before. “Have you been over here before?” He asked just to get information. His ears perked as he heard a cat trot away from them in the opposite direction.

Waterpaw looked at Blueberrypaw and then at Riverclan territory. She swore she had never been here before, but for some reason it looked so familiar. "I honestly don't know if I've been here before. My mentor showed me far away from this part.", she meowed. The molly had questions flooding her head, wishing she had some answers.

[Branch of Life]

Waterpaw looked at Blueberrypaw and then at Riverclan territory. She swore she had never been here before, but for some reason it looked so familiar. "I honestly don't know if I've been here before. My mentor showed me far away from this part.", she meowed. The molly had questions flooding her head, wishing she had some answers.
Blueberrypaw trotted closer to her. “Doesn’t it look familiar?” He meowed,his tail staying behind him. His dark grey fur went almost black for a second as he walked in a shady spot. “Did you want to race 8 fox lengths away and back here?” He meowed feeling his energy return to him from his earlier training.

[Madelaine]

Blueberrypaw trotted closer to her. “Doesn’t it look familiar?” He meowed,his tail staying behind him. His dark grey fur went almost black for a second as he walked in a shady spot. “Did you want to race 8 fox lengths away and back here?” He meowed feeling his energy return to him from his earlier training.

Waterpaw shrugged, feeling a little down. She couldn't put her tongue on why she knew this place. "I honestly don't know." , she replied with a shake of her head. She smiled when he asked if she wanted to race. " Sure! You know I'm going to win right. ", she meowed.

[Madelaine]

~ Ombre Party ~

A ginger tabby four moon old kitten of Thunderclan had wondered far away from the camp. She wasn't really allowed to be out of camp, but there was something drawing her towards her old home of Riverclan. A couple of moons ago she had been separated from her mother and was brought to Riverclan by her father. Sandykit stepped over the border to the Riverclan side. The young kit was eager to go back to home to see her mother again.

[Pluto]

~ @Ombre Party (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=7035) ~

A ginger tabby four moon old kitten of Thunderclan had wondered far away from the camp. She wasn't really allowed to be out of camp, but there was something drawing her towards her old home of Riverclan. A couple of moons ago she had been separated from her mother and was brought to Riverclan by her father. Sandykit stepped over the border to the Riverclan side. The young kit was eager to go back to home to see her mother again.

Ivyshine sniffed around, looking for prey. Cold, crisp night air met her senses... but there was something else too. Swishing her tail, she continued to follow the scent. What are you... she asked herself, knowing as she got closer, the scent was differently not prey. it smelled fishy... for a second, until a wind tore the scent away from her nose. She breathed deeply, but was still unable to find it. Standing quietly, she waited for the wind to calm down with a interested swish of her tail.

[Madelaine]

Ivyshine sniffed around, looking for prey. Cold, crisp night air met her senses... but there was something else too. Swishing her tail, she continued to follow the scent. What are you... she asked herself, knowing as she got closer, the scent was differently not prey. it smelled fishy... for a second, until a wind tore the scent away from her nose. She breathed deeply, but was still unable to find it. Standing quietly, she waited for the wind to calm down with a interested swish of her tail.


Sandykit scented a heavy scent of Riverclan and she heard movement. She glanced up at a body. The kitten walked towards the Riverclan Molly with a little bit of excitement. "Hey Riverclan cat!" , she called. Sandykit stopped in front of the cat. She began to feel a bit nervous. She had never seen this cat before.

[Branch of Life]

Waterpaw shrugged, feeling a little down. She couldn't put her tongue on why she knew this place. "I honestly don't know." , she replied with a shake of her head. She smiled when he asked if she wanted to race. " Sure! You know I'm going to win right. ", she meowed.
“Of course you’ll win! Your Waterpaw!” The grey tom stretched and wiggled. “3....2....1.....gofer. Go!” He laughed as he raced at the same pace as her. He fell behind a few steps but when he reached 8 fox lengths and turned around he stopped to take a breath before going back.

[Pluto]

Sandykit scented a heavy scent of Riverclan and she heard movement. She glanced up at a body. The kitten walked towards the Riverclan Molly with a little bit of excitement. "Hey Riverclan cat!" , she called. Sandykit stopped in front of the cat. She began to feel a bit nervous. She had never seen this cat before.

Ivyshine had been looking for something tall, maybe dangerous. But a... kit? Ivyshine had to try hard not to laugh at herself. Instead, she sniffed over the kit that stood in front of her, and the Thunderclan scent that met her nose made her recoil. Unsure what to do, she asked, "What do you want?" Her voice was more unsure than she wanted to show, so she cleared her throat and stood at her full height so she towered over the kit.

[Madelaine]

Ivyshine had been looking for something tall, maybe dangerous. But a... kit? Ivyshine had to try hard not to laugh at herself. Instead, she sniffed over the kit that stood in front of her, and the Thunderclan scent that met her nose made her recoil. Unsure what to do, she asked, "What do you want?" Her voice was more unsure than she wanted to show, so she cleared her throat and stood at her full height so she towered over the kit.


Sandykit shrunk low to the ground, feeling a little intimidated by the bigger cat. She let out a small whimper and curled herself into a ball. The kitten began to shake in terror. "Im trying to get back to my mother in Riverclan
I really want to see her.", Sandykit meowed with a shaky voice. She made herself stand up, her legs shaking as she did so.

[Pluto]

Sandykit shrunk low to the ground, feeling a little intimidated by the bigger cat. She let out a small whimper and curled herself into a ball. The kitten began to shake in terror. "Im trying to get back to my mother in Riverclan
I really want to see her.", Sandykit meowed with a shaky voice. She made herself stand up, her legs shaking as she did so.

Ivyshine saw the kit shrink and shake, which made her sit down and slouch, so she seemed a bit smaller. Who was she, scaring a kit? "Who's your mother, little one?" She asked gently. She didn't want to get the kit's hopes up, but maybe Ivyshine knew her.

[SuspiciousMindz]

Ombre Party BILL.
[tagging Luna so he knows we started]

Cedarpaw was out on his own for the first time. He'd snuck out while his mentor and the other warriors weren't paying attention or where preoccupied.

For whatever reason, Cedarpaw found himself on the border with ThunderClan. Maybe he'd find prey here? Since the river was frozen at the moment, he'd have to hunt things like voles or mice. His orange pelt stuck out like a sore thumb against the white background. "I'm gonna find the fattest rodent and Firehawk will have to tell Fallenstar I'm ready!" he was talking to himself, "I'm ready to be a warrior... I can handle being one," he continued, hyping himself up.

[Pluto]

@Ombre Party (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=7035) @BILL. (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=1)
[tagging Luna so he knows we started]

Cedarpaw was out on his own for the first time. He'd snuck out while his mentor and the other warriors weren't paying attention or where preoccupied.

For whatever reason, Cedarpaw found himself on the border with ThunderClan. Maybe he'd find prey here? Since the river was frozen at the moment, he'd have to hunt things like voles or mice. His orange pelt stuck out like a sore thumb against the white background. "I'm gonna find the fattest rodent and Firehawk will have to tell Fallenstar I'm ready!" he was talking to himself, "I'm ready to be a warrior... I can handle being one," he continued, hyping himself up.


Citruspaw walked around in a clearing rather close to the Border with Riverclan. She had been practicing her battle moves. Taking in a deep breath - and was almost choked to death by the stink of fish. "What the.." She gagged. With the river frozen, the only ever scent of fish she had smelled was stale Riverclan hunting scent. Riverclan. She breathed in deeply, unsure of how to proceed. Following the scent, she dropped into the snow so her orange pelt was somewhat more hidden than before. Lets find this Riverclan cat and see what their up to... She thought, continuing as quietly as she could through the frozen snow.

[Madelaine]

Ivyshine saw the kit shrink and shake, which made her sit down and slouch, so she seemed a bit smaller. Who was she, scaring a kit? "Who's your mother, little one?" She asked gently. She didn't want to get the kit's hopes up, but maybe Ivyshine knew her.


Sandykit looked up at the molly and began to feel more better now that she didn't look so big. The kitten began to try and think of her mother's name. She couldn't think of the name she had heard so many times before. "I can't remember her name, but she looks just like me." , she whimpered.

[Madelaine]

“Of course you’ll win! Your Waterpaw!” The grey tom stretched and wiggled. “3....2....1.....gofer. Go!” He laughed as he raced at the same pace as her. He fell behind a few steps but when he reached 8 fox lengths and turned around he stopped to take a breath before going back.

Waterpaw ran ahead of him, but stopped and waited for him to catch his breathe. She gave him a two second head start before running after him. The apprentice allowed him to win. "Hey you actually beat me." , she purred. Waterpaw could hear both of their hearts beat from running. She sat down to rest for a moment.

[Branch of Life]

Waterpaw ran ahead of him, but stopped and waited for him to catch his breathe. She gave him a two second head start before running after him. The apprentice allowed him to win. "Hey you actually beat me." , she purred. Waterpaw could hear both of their hearts beat from running. She sat down to rest for a moment.
“You let me win.” he whined. Blueberrypaw padded along besides her. He heard a mouse. He crouched down and crept toward it. He crunched on a branch and the mouse scurried away. “Mouse-dung!” he looked at Waterpaw to see if she caught anything.

[Madelaine]

“You let me win.” he whined. Blueberrypaw padded along besides her. He heard a mouse. He crouched down and crept toward it. He crunched on a branch and the mouse scurried away. “Mouse-dung!” he looked at Waterpaw to see if she caught anything.

Waterpaw saw the mouse run and she ran after it. She caught up to it and grabbed its tail in her jaws and three it in the air. It landed and became dazed. The molly caught up to it and killed it with a swift bite to the neck. "You started to catch it so it's yours." , she purred.

[Branch of Life]

Waterpaw saw the mouse run and she ran after it. She caught up to it and grabbed its tail in her jaws and three it in the air. It landed and became dazed. The molly caught up to it and killed it with a swift bite to the neck. "You started to catch it so it's yours." , she purred.
Blueberrypaw watched the molly closely. “You caught it. It’s yours.” He meowed pushing it toward the molly. He laid down and flipped around in the grass. The grey cat looked toward Waterpaw with a kit like smile.

[Madelaine]

Blueberrypaw watched the molly closely. “You caught it. It’s yours.” He meowed pushing it toward the molly. He laid down and flipped around in the grass. The grey cat looked toward Waterpaw with a kit like smile.

Waterpaw watched him flipping around the grass and let out a purr. She playfully batted at his shoulder. She flipped down and began to roll around in the grass. Waterpaw began to feel like a lot again. Safe in her mother's fur. The thought of her mother and her stand up and think about her. She felt sad.

[Pluto]

Sandykit looked up at the molly and began to feel more better now that she didn't look so big. The kitten began to try and think of her mother's name. She couldn't think of the name she had heard so many times before. "I can't remember her name, but she looks just like me." , she whimpered.

Ivyshine watched the kit sort through everything. "I've never seen any molly's like you." Ivyshine frowned slightly, sorting through her own memories but to no avail. "I'm sorry. I'm Ivyshine." She introduced herself. "I would like to help but it seems I can't help to find your mother little one. But you can't just go into other's territories whenever you want." She waited to see the kit's features crumble.

[Madelaine]

Ivyshine watched the kit sort through everything. "I've never seen any molly's like you." Ivyshine frowned slightly, sorting through her own memories but to no avail. "I'm sorry. I'm Ivyshine." She introduced herself. "I would like to help but it seems I can't help to find your mother little one. But you can't just go into other's territories whenever you want." She waited to see the kit's features crumble.


Sandykit nodded, not wanting to hear this, but let out smile. "Oh it's okay and I understand that I can't wander here. I just really miss my mama." , she meowed. Her smile dared and she put her tail and ears down.

[SuspiciousMindz]

Ombre Party

Cedarpaw wasn't focusing properly on the border as he suddenly dropped down into the best hunting crouch he could muster. He crept over the ground, eyes locked onto a water vole not too far from his position. Water vole were one of his favorite land prey and he didn't want to miss the chance. The orange tabby was within striking distance in a matter of moments and let his body launch forward, claws sinking into the vole as he bit down on it's neck.

Moments later, Cedarpaw was standing proudly with the vole in his jaws. Firehawk will be so proud! he thought to himself before remembering where he was. Had he crossed the border?!

[Pluto]

@Ombre Party (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=7035)

Cedarpaw wasn't focusing properly on the border as he suddenly dropped down into the best hunting crouch he could muster. He crept over the ground, eyes locked onto a water vole not too far from his position. Water vole were one of his favorite land prey and he didn't want to miss the chance. The orange tabby was within striking distance in a matter of moments and let his body launch forward, claws sinking into the vole as he bit down on it's neck.

Moments later, Cedarpaw was standing proudly with the vole in his jaws. Firehawk will be so proud! he thought to himself before remembering where he was. Had he crossed the border?!


Citruspaw watched him make his kill. When she realized the vole was on her side of the border, it was too late and it was already in his mouth. She felt a defensive fire the began to burn in her belly and she finally showed herself, clearing her throat to get his attention as of she was behind him.
"I'm pretty sure thats Thunderclan prey." She told him with a slightly agitated flick of her ears.

[Pluto]

Sandykit nodded, not wanting to hear this, but let out smile. "Oh it's okay and I understand that I can't wander here. I just really miss my mama." , she meowed. Her smile dared and she put her tail and ears down.

Ivyshine sighed. "I should get you back now - its not safe for you to wander here on your own. You took a big risk coming here, you know that right? Its okay if you miss your mama, to be honest, i do too, but Thunderclan is your clan now." She paused to let it all sink it. "Ready to go back to your home now?" She asked gently.

[Madelaine]

Ivyshine sighed. "I should get you back now - its not safe for you to wander here on your own. You took a big risk coming here, you know that right? Its okay if you miss your mama, to be honest, i do too, but Thunderclan is your clan now." She paused to let it all sink it. "Ready to go back to your home now?" She asked gently.

Sandykit took all of her words in and nodded her understanding. She touched her nose to the older cats. "Thank's for trying.", she meowed. The kitten turned around and padded beside the Riverclan she-cat. "You don't have to walk me into camp though.", she meowed.

[SuspiciousMindz]

Ombre Party

[I just realized I started this rp on the wrong border so I moved it lol]

Cedarpaw's heart sunk as the sound of a nearby cat made their presence. His body turned quickly, gaze settling on another apprentice. Younger maybe? The vole dropped to the ground and he wanted to lower himself, but held his ground, meeting the other's gaze. However, it was clear he was rather timid, not wanting to make a big deal about this. Fallenstar would chew him out! "Oh.. uh.." he looked back at the border then at her, "I didn't mean to.." he couldn't even finish the sentence.

[Pluto]

@Ombre Party (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=7035)

[I just realized I started this rp on the wrong border so I moved it lol]

Cedarpaw's heart sunk as the sound of a nearby cat made their presence. His body turned quickly, gaze settling on another apprentice. Younger maybe? The vole dropped to the ground and he wanted to lower himself, but held his ground, meeting the other's gaze. However, it was clear he was rather timid, not wanting to make a big deal about this. Fallenstar would chew him out! "Oh.. uh.." he looked back at the border then at her, "I didn't mean to.." he couldn't even finish the sentence.


Citruspaw looked at the tom through narrowed eyes. She was blowing off steam from having such a boring day, and for some unnatural reason, she felt her claws itching to tare his pelt to shreds. No, even you are better than that. She reprimanded herself in her head. Maybe she could manipulate him instead? But for what? Speaking aloud, she ordered, "Come here, or I will claw you to shreds." Citruspaw was unsure of where she was going with this, but she kept a suspicious face and a slight snarl, trying her best to intimidate him.

[SuspiciousMindz]

Ombre Party

Cedarpaw stared for a moment, thinking his next actions through. He couldn't do it. He couldn't risk going over the border more than he already had. Plus... this was an apprentice of another clan, he couldn't follow her demands! "I don't think that's a good idea. We can work things out just how we are, thanks," the orange and white tom replied, furrowing his brows with anticipation.

[Pluto]

@Ombre Party (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=7035)

Cedarpaw stared for a moment, thinking his next actions through. He couldn't do it. He couldn't risk going over the border more than he already had. Plus... this was an apprentice of another clan, he couldn't follow her demands! "I don't think that's a good idea. We can work things out just how we are, thanks," the orange and white tom replied, furrowing his brows with anticipation.


Citruspaw did her best to hide her annoyance. She fluffed her tail with a sigh.
"Fine, I'll come to you." She meowed, getting up and padding over to him with slightly hostile eyes that watched him. Her face had gone from suspicions and hostile to bored but alert. Citruspaw rolled her shoulders, feeling her muscles ripple underneath her pelt, and strolled closer. "Don't think I won't tare you're pelt to shreds, but I want your name." She added hastily.

[Madelaine]

~ ~Silverkit~ ~

A fluffy gray Thunderclan apprentice walked along his side of the border, keeping himself to where he didn't stray into Riverclan territory. The usually lazy apprentice was told by his mentor to hunt near the Riverclan border. It was mainly because they wanted him to get out of camp for a while.

[~Silverkit~]

~ ~Silverkit~ ~

A fluffy gray Thunderclan apprentice walked along his side of the border, keeping himself to where he didn't stray into Riverclan territory. The usually lazy apprentice was told by his mentor to hunt near the Riverclan border. It was mainly because they wanted him to get out of camp for a while.
Sunpaw looked around, her legs hurting. She sat beside the river, waiting for a fish. She saw and swiped her paw through the water, but she fell in the water, letting out a scream.

[Madelaine]

Sunpaw looked around, her legs hurting. She sat beside the river, waiting for a fish. She saw and swiped her paw through the water, but she fell in the water, letting out a scream.

Graypaw shot his ears up when he heard the scream. Without thinking he jumped into the water and sawm after her. He wasn't all that good at swimming, but managed to grab her by the scruff. Graypaw pulled Sunpaw onto the bank on the Thunderclan side. He got out his long fur soaked and him breathing heavily.

[~Silverkit~]

Graypaw shot his ears up when he heard the scream. Without thinking he jumped into the water and sawm after her. He wasn't all that good at swimming, but managed to grab her by the scruff. Graypaw pulled Sunpaw onto the bank on the Thunderclan side. He got out his long fur soaked and him breathing heavily.
Sunpaw coughed up water. What was wrong with her? She couldn't even catch a fish without messing up! She opened her eyes, seeing an unfamiliar face. She sat up, breathing heavily. "T-thanks." She said, looking up at the apprentice.

[Madelaine]

Sunpaw coughed up water. What was wrong with her? She couldn't even catch a fish without messing up! She opened her eyes, seeing an unfamiliar face. She sat up, breathing heavily. "T-thanks." She said, looking up at the apprentice.

Graypaw let himself catch his bresth before he replied. "No problem. Nothing that I couldn't handle.", he joked. The tom rested a while before he got on his paws. Graypaw didm't like the feeling of his fur getting wet, but he would do anything to help a cat out.

[~Silverkit~]

Graypaw let himself catch his bresth before he replied. "No problem. Nothing that I couldn't handle.", he joked. The tom rested a while before he got on his paws. Graypaw didm't like the feeling of his fur getting wet, but he would do anything to help a cat out.
Sunpaw rested for awhile but finally got up. She smiled at him. "I'm serious. I owe you." She said with a smile. She was always nice.

[Madelaine]

Sunpaw rested for awhile but finally got up. She smiled at him. "I'm serious. I owe you." She said with a smile. She was always nice.

Graypaw nodded and looked at the riverclan side then at Sunpaw. "Im the mighty Graypaw.", he introduced. He was always this way always very childish.

[~Silverkit~]

Graypaw nodded and looked at the riverclan side then at Sunpaw. "Im the mighty Graypaw.", he introduced. He was always this way always very childish.
Sunpaw laughed. "I'm Sunpaw." She said. She looked at her side of the border. As long as I'm not caught, I think it's ok with me taking to him. she thought, looking back at Graypaw with a smile.

[Madelaine]

Sunpaw laughed. "I'm Sunpaw." She said. She looked at her side of the border. As long as I'm not caught, I think it's ok with me taking to him. she thought, looking back at Graypaw with a smile.

Graypaw smiled, "So how did you manage to fall into the river anyway? Aren't you a riverclan cat?", he asked. The tom was just a little curious and hoped she didn't tske offence to it.

[~Silverkit~]

Graypaw smiled, "So how did you manage to fall into the river anyway? Aren't you a riverclan cat?", he asked. The tom was just a little curious and hoped she didn't tske offence to it.
Sunpaw looked at the ground, she knew he would ask. "I was trying to catch a fish. I saw one, swiped my paw, and my weight shifted so I fell in. I've had a very clumsy history." She explained, looking back up at him.

[Madelaine]

Sunpaw looked at the ground, she knew he would ask. "I was trying to catch a fish. I saw one, swiped my paw, and my weight shifted so I fell in. I've had a very clumsy history." She explained, looking back up at him.

Graypaw nodded. "You want to know a trick on keeping your weight from messing you up?", he asked. The tom had a playful spark in his eyes. Graypaw licked his paw before cleaning his ears with it.

[~Silverkit~]

Graypaw nodded. "You want to know a trick on keeping your weight from messing you up?", he asked. The tom had a playful spark in his eyes. Graypaw licked his paw before cleaning his ears with it.
Sunpaw looked at him with curiousity. "Sure." She said. She noticed the playfulness in his eyes, and wondered what it was about.

[Madelaine]

Sunpaw looked at him with curiousity. "Sure." She said. She noticed the playfulness in his eyes, and wondered what it was about.

Graypaw laughed. "You eat a lot. I'm always hungry and it keeps me from falling over.", he joked. The tom thought it was funny and hoped that Sunpaw would too, but he hardly doubted.

[~Silverkit~]

Graypaw laughed. "You eat a lot. I'm always hungry and it keeps me from falling over.", he joked. The tom thought it was funny and hoped that Sunpaw would too, but he hardly doubted.
Sunpaw laughed and rolled her eyes. "I don't think that's going to work." She said. "Plus I would hardly be able to train in the-" she cut herself off. I almost exposed my darkest secret! she thought.

[Madelaine]

Sunpaw laughed and rolled her eyes. "I don't think that's going to work." She said. "Plus I would hardly be able to train in the-" she cut herself off. I almost exposed my darkest secret! she thought.

Graypaw heard her last sentence and froze. He knew what she meant. "You train in the Dark Forest?", he asked, his eyes widening. His ears laid flat and his fur fluffed up. Graypaw made his fur lie flat. ~Silverkit~;

[~Silverkit~]

Graypaw heard her last sentence and froze. He knew what she meant. "You train in the Dark Forest?", he asked, his eyes widening. His ears laid flat and his fur fluffed up. Graypaw made his fur lie flat. ~Silverkit~;


Sunpaw took a step back. "N-no, w-why would y-you think t-that?" She stuttered. I can't lie. she thought. She looked at the ground and took a deep breath. "Yes" she confessed.

[Madelaine]

Sunpaw took a step back. "N-no, w-why would y-you think t-that?" She stuttered. I can't lie. she thought. She looked at the ground and took a deep breath. "Yes" she confessed.

Graypaw looked at her and swallowed. 'Just because she trains in the dark forest doesn't mean she's a terrible cat,', he thought. He calmed down a bit. "Cool. It's cool, but do you actually think it's such a good idea?", he asked, calmly.

[~Silverkit~]

:

Graypaw looked at her and swallowed. 'Just because she trains in the dark forest doesn't mean she's a terrible cat,', he thought. He calmed down a bit. "Cool. It's cool, but do you actually think it's such a good idea?", he asked, calmly.
Sunpaw was still looking at the ground, nervous. "Um it gives me a chance. No else has ever given me a chance." She said with a sigh. She thought of her parents, how she tried so hard to impress them. They abused her. But they died awhile back. She had become friends with a kitty pet but the clan found out. So she got bullied for being a "kittypet friend" and how she was so small.

[Madelaine]

:
Sunpaw was still looking at the ground, nervous. "Um it gives me a chance. No else has ever given me a chance." She said with a sigh. She thought of her parents, how she tried so hard to impress them. They abused her. But they died awhile back. She had become friends with a kitty pet but the clan found out. So she got bullied for being a "kittypet friend" and how she was so small.

Graypaw had only just met her, but he didn't want anything to happen to her or anyone. "Do you really think they're trying to help you? All they want is to get in your brain and use you in battle. What will happen if there was a fight with the dark forest trainees and the ones that aren't. You'll end up fighting your own clan.", he meowed.

[~Silverkit~]

Graypaw had only just met her, but he didn't want anything to happen to her or anyone. "Do you really think they're trying to help you? All they want is to get in your brain and use you in battle. What will happen if there was a fight with the dark forest trainees and the ones that aren't. You'll end up fighting your own clan.", he meowed.
Sunpaw thought about it. He could be right. "N-no there won't be" she said. At least I hope not. she thought. She didn't like battles or fighting.

[Madelaine]

Sunpaw thought about it. He could be right. "N-no there won't be" she said. At least I hope not. she thought. She didn't like battles or fighting.

Graypaw nodded. "I hope your right. Hey you want to show me how to catch a fish?", he meowed, wanting to change the subject, so she didn't have to think about it. He has no interest to eat a fish, but it couldn't hurt to try.

[~Silverkit~]

Graypaw nodded. "I hope your right. Hey you want to show me how to catch a fish?", he meowed, wanting to change the subject, so she didn't have to think about it. He has no interest to eat a fish, but it couldn't hurt to try.
Sunpaw felt relieved that he changed the subject. "Sure!" She said happily. She finally looked up at him with a smile. Even though the subject had changed, she still had what Graypaw had said on her mind. Maybe, I should leave the dark forest? she wondered.

[Madelaine]

Sunpaw felt relieved that he changed the subject. "Sure!" She said happily. She finally looked up at him with a smile. Even though the subject had changed, she still had what Graypaw had said on her mind. Maybe, I should leave the dark forest? she wondered.

Graypaw's smile came back. He walked towards the river, his fur was now completely dry. He looked back at Sunpaw to see if she was coming.

[~Silverkit~]

Graypaw's smile came back. He walked towards the river, his fur was now completely dry. He looked back at Sunpaw to see if she was coming.
Sunpaw walked to the river. "First you wait for a fish" she finally saw one " Then when it pasts you scoop it up, without falling in. "She scooped it out of the water "Then you bite it, killing it." She said.

[Madelaine]

Sunpaw walked to the river. "First you wait for a fish" she finally saw one " Then when it pasts you scoop it up, without falling in. "She scooped it out of the water "Then you bite it, killing it." She said.

Graypaw followed her to the river and watched and listened to her lesson. He nodded and smiled when she caught the fish. He looked down at the water, seeing a fish swim by. The tom leaned and fell in. Grayaw quickly got out of the water. "I think the river thinks i'm a fish!", he laughed, not minding that his fur was wet.

[~Silverkit~]

Graypaw followed her to the river and watched and listened to her lesson. He nodded and smiled when she caught the fish. He looked down at the water, seeing a fish swim by. The tom leaned and fell in. Grayaw quickly got out of the water. "I think the river thinks i'm a fish!", he laughed, not minding that his fur was wet.
Sunpaw laughed. "Are you ok?" She asked, smiling. This cat was nice. Usually, Thunderclan cats didn't care if she fell in but now, she had made a friend.

[Madelaine]

Sunpaw laughed. "Are you ok?" She asked, smiling. This cat was nice. Usually, Thunderclan cats didn't care if she fell in but now, she had made a friend.

Graypaw shook the water out of his fur. "Completely! It's not the first time i've been in the river.", he joked. The last time he had fallen in to save her and that wasn't that long ago.
~Silverkit~;

[~Silverkit~]

Graypaw shook the water out of his fur. "Completely! It's not the first time i've been in the river.", he joked. The last time he had fallen in to save her and that wasn't that long ago.
~Silverkit~;

Sunpaw laughed. "I told you not to fall in!" she said playfully.

[Madelaine]

Sunpaw laughed. "I told you not to fall in!" she said playfully.

Graypaw smiled. "I tried not too.", she laughed along with her. He watched the river once again. He saw a fish and swiped it with his claws. He pulled it up and threw it on the bank, giving it a bite to the neck.

[~Silverkit~]

Graypaw smiled. "I tried not too.", she laughed along with her. He watched the river once again. He saw a fish and swiped it with his claws. He pulled it up and threw it on the bank, giving it a bite to the neck.
Sunpaw watched him catch it. "Good job! And you did it without falling this time!" She said, her eyes shining with amusement.

[Madelaine]

Sunpaw watched him catch it. "Good job! And you did it without falling this time!" She said, her eyes shining with amusement.

Graypaw puffed out his chest and her praise. "I did didn't I.", he meowed, letting out another chuckle. The young tom moved the fish towards her.

[~Silverkit~]

Graypaw puffed out his chest and her praise. "I did didn't I.", he meowed, letting out another chuckle. The young tom moved the fish towards her.
Sunpaw pushed it back. "You earned it." She said, a smile on her face.

[Madelaine]

Sunpaw pushed it back. "You earned it." She said, a smile on her face.

Graypaw smiled, but it soon faded. "I can't take it back to camp or i'll get in trouble.", he replied. He was already in trouble enough.

[~Silverkit~]

Graypaw smiled, but it soon faded. "I can't take it back to camp or i'll get in trouble.", he replied. He was already in trouble enough.
"I can't take it back. It has your scent on it." Sunpaw meowed, looking at the fish.

[Madelaine]

"I can't take it back. It has your scent on it." Sunpaw meowed, looking at the fish.

Graypaw shrugged, "Then there's only one thing to do. I can eat it now and go hunting to replace the fish.", he meowed. He didn't care if it was against the warrior code he couldn't just leave it here.

[~Silverkit~]

Graypaw shrugged, "Then there's only one thing to do. I can eat it now and go hunting to replace the fish.", he meowed. He didn't care if it was against the warrior code he couldn't just leave it here.
"Isn't that against the warrior code?" Sunpaw asked, just as Bloomstream came up.

Bloomingstream stared at Sunpaw, her eyes wide. Why was she with a Thunderclan cat. "Sunpaw..... What are you doing?" She asked, her voice gentle.

[Madelaine]

"Isn't that against the warrior code?" Sunpaw asked, just as Bloomstream came up.

Bloomingstream stared at Sunpaw, her eyes wide. Why was she with a Thunderclan cat. "Sunpaw..... What are you doing?" She asked, her voice gentle.

Graypaw looked at the other Riverclan cat. He wanted to run, but his paws wouldn't move. "She caught me fishing in the River and she tried to drive me off I was just about ready to leave.", he meowed, lying to save his new friend.

[~Silverkit~]

Graypaw looked at the other Riverclan cat. He wanted to run, but his paws wouldn't move. "She caught me fishing in the River and she tried to drive me off I was just about ready to leave.", he meowed, lying to save his new friend.
Sunpaw looked at Graypaw. He was lying for her? She looked at Bloomingstream.

Bloomingstream looked at Graypaw. "Ok.... Sunpaw come on then." She looked at Graypaw "Don't fish in the river".

Sunpaw followed Bloomingstream but turned around. ' Thank you. How are we going to see each other again, though? ' she mouthed to him.

[Madelaine]

Sunpaw looked at Graypaw. He was lying for her? She looked at Bloomingstream.

Bloomingstream looked at Graypaw. "Ok.... Sunpaw come on then." She looked at Graypaw "Don't fish in the river".

Sunpaw followed Bloomingstream but turned around. ' Thank you. How are we going to see each other again, though? ' she mouthed to him.

Graypaw watched her go, but smiled when she turned back around. He read her mouth. 'Seastone's. How about tomorrow?' he mouthed back, hoping she would be okay with that.

[~Silverkit~]

Graypaw watched her go, but smiled when she turned back around. He read her mouth. 'Seastone's. How about tomorrow?' he mouthed back, hoping she would be okay with that.
Sunpaw smiled. ' ok' she mouthed back, catching up to Bloomingstream.

[Madelaine]

Sunpaw smiled. ' ok' she mouthed back, catching up to Bloomingstream.

Graypaw smiled and walked on the stepping stones to his own territory

[~Silverkit~]

Graypaw smiled and walked on the stepping stones to his own territory
"What were you really doing?" Bloomingstream asked, gently. She didn't get on to Sunpaw, cause she had been an apprentice a few moons ago.

"Just talking. I fell in the river and he saved me." Sunpaw meowed.

"You already know what happens to cats that do that." Bloomstream meowed. The rest of the trip was silent.
(Rp them at seastones?)

[Madelaine]

"What were you really doing?" Bloomingstream asked, gently. She didn't get on to Sunpaw, cause she had been an apprentice a few moons ago.

"Just talking. I fell in the river and he saved me." Sunpaw meowed.

"You already know what happens to cats that do that." Bloomstream meowed. The rest of the trip was silent.
(Rp them at seastones?)

(Sure, so timeskip to the next day?)

[~Silverkit~]

(Sure, so timeskip to the next day?)
(Yeah could you do the starter?)

[Madelaine]

(Yeah could you do the starter?)

(On it)

[SuspiciousMindz]

Citruspaw did her best to hide her annoyance. She fluffed her tail with a sigh.
"Fine, I'll come to you." She meowed, getting up and padding over to him with slightly hostile eyes that watched him. Her face had gone from suspicions and hostile to bored but alert. Citruspaw rolled her shoulders, feeling her muscles ripple underneath her pelt, and strolled closer. "Don't think I won't tare you're pelt to shreds, but I want your name." She added hastily.

"Cedarpaw..." he spoke, watching her closely as she moved towards him. He couldn't relax, nothing about this situation was good, at any moment there could be a fight and that's the last thing he wanted before his naming ceremony. "What about you?" he tried to hide the slight fear he had in his voice. It was mostly nervousness.

[Cave]

(I hope yall don't mind me making the first post here)
TheImmortalElder Cave Fuzzyfeline

Oakbranch stepped closer to the border and gave it a light sniff before recoiling slightly. It smelled like Thunderclan but maybe something else, it seemed like a Thunderclan patrol had recently marked covering the scent of something Oakbranch couldn't put her paw on. "Hey guys, come over and smell this," she mewed cautiously before looking around.

[Arie]

(I hope yall don't mind me making the first post here)
TheImmortalElder Cave Fuzzyfeline

Oakbranch stepped closer to the border and gave it a light sniff before recoiling slightly. It smelled like Thunderclan but maybe something else, it seemed like a Thunderclan patrol had recently marked covering the scent of something Oakbranch couldn't put her paw on. "Hey guys, come over and smell this," she mewed cautiously before looking around.

{Somehow I didnt see this ahah} || Fuzzyfeline||

Snailriver ran over, the giant white and ginger tom rumbling softly as he smelled it. "Hm.. Either my nose is off or you're getting something wrong. I just smell Thunderclan... Although my nose might be off which is too likely." The tom had never had a good sense for smell, especially not during his past days pushing a certain female into mud constantly. Looking over at their patrol leader, Angelwing he asked, "Do you smell anything different?" Taking another sniff at the scent he then nodded. "There is something off.. There is. But its not that strong, thats why I didn't pick it up at the start.

[Fuzzy]

{Somehow I didnt see this ahah} || Fuzzyfeline||

Snailriver ran over, the giant white and ginger tom rumbling softly as he smelled it. "Hm.. Either my nose is off or you're getting something wrong. I just smell Thunderclan... Although my nose might be off which is too likely." The tom had never had a good sense for smell, especially not during his past days pushing a certain female into mud constantly. Looking over at their patrol leader, Angelwing he asked, "Do you smell anything different?" Taking another sniff at the scent he then nodded. "There is something off.. There is. But its not that strong, thats why I didn't pick it up at the start.
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Slipping between the other to warriors Anglewing sniffed the scent. It stuck, ThunderClan stench almost over whelming the other smells. That was to be expected if a ThunderClan patrol just went through yet the scent was hard to detect. "Yes, not strong at all." Taking another breath in a different location the tri colored feline caught a recognizable scent. Fox? Second guessing herself the warrior took in the smell. "It's fox, faint but there." She added time serious as she looked at the two other warriors her blue eyes unwavering. After a second thought she flicked her tail. Being the elder of the patrol she's have to call the shots. "We'll fallow the scent there's a possibility that it's still around here. Even if it's faint." Anglewing informed. It was unlikely that a fox was still around but checking it was the most logical answer.

[Cave]

Fuzzyfeline TheImmortalElder

Oakbranch checked around for more of the scent not finding much more than a few traces here and there. She looked around for any signs of a Thunderclan patrol or physical signs of a fox. However, she didn't find much other than a slightly crumpled fern which she had walked over to in order to smell. The fern did in fact smell like fox, however, the scent was stale. "I think it was here a day ago, the scents don't seem anchent but they also arn't that fresh. I wonder if Thunderclan knows of this fox."

[Arie]

Fuzzyfeline TheImmortalElder

Oakbranch checked around for more of the scent not finding much more than a few traces here and there. She looked around for any signs of a Thunderclan patrol or physical signs of a fox. However, she didn't find much other than a slightly crumpled fern which she had walked over to in order to smell. The fern did in fact smell like fox, however, the scent was stale. "I think it was here a day ago, the scents don't seem anchent but they also arn't that fresh. I wonder if Thunderclan knows of this fox."

The ginger tom shoved forward making sure not to cross the border. "I don't think they know its there... The scent is stale and none of us could smell it... it was only when we really tried to smell for it cause we knew something was up that we scented the fox." It made sense for the tom. He was happy that for once his mind cooperated and he thought more logical than emotional - the latter himself he had experienced too much lately... it was always like that with Mintflower. No focus, focus on your patrol.. You can moon over a she-cat later. "I think we should follow it. It might have a den along the border and if it is in Riverclan territory we need to get it out."

|| Fuzzyfeline - I did as you asked you little ass ||

[Fuzzy]

The ginger tom shoved forward making sure not to cross the border. "I don't think they know its there... The scent is stale and none of us could smell it... it was only when we really tried to smell for it cause we knew something was up that we scented the fox." It made sense for the tom. He was happy that for once his mind cooperated and he thought more logical than emotional - the latter himself he had experienced too much lately... it was always like that with Mintflower. No focus, focus on your patrol.. You can moon over a she-cat later. "I think we should follow it. It might have a den along the border and if it is in Riverclan territory we need to get it out."

|| Fuzzyfeline - I did as you asked you little ass ||
(Yeah yeah I was picking on you meanie)

Yes exactly. They needed to follow it as she's suggested. It was unlikely that ThunderClan knew about it. "Assuming ThunderClsn isn't a bunch of moss brains they don't know it was through here." The warrior guessed twitching her tail. Heading Snailriver she looked from Oakbranch to him. "Yes, that would be the logical conclusion. " Anglewing meowed before heading after the stale scent slowly. The tri color flicked her tail for the others to follow. They needed to find out soon. If there indeed was a fox in RiverClan territory they had to get it out before it hurt someone or got to comfortable. Having anything like that around was dangerous and a threat to prey supplies.
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[Cave]

( Fuzzyfeline TheImmortalElder )
Oakbranch followed Angelwing silently. She was thinking hard about where a fox den could be in this area. She was trying to remember if she has seen any gnarly tree roots, fallen trunks, or rocks forming den like structures. Then it came to her, there was a tree that splayed out at the base, big enough for a fox to slip through and dig its den. "Hey guys, I think I know where it might be. There's a tree up somewhere that has a hole at the base of it, though last I checked it wasn't dug out, but that was a few moons ago I think." she mewed uncertainly. "Either way the tree is along this path, so we won't need to search that far from here," she added a bit more confidently.

[Arie]

( Fuzzyfeline TheImmortalElder )
Oakbranch followed Angelwing silently. She was thinking hard about where a fox den could be in this area. She was trying to remember if she has seen any gnarly tree roots, fallen trunks, or rocks forming den like structures. Then it came to her, there was a tree that splayed out at the base, big enough for a fox to slip through and dig its den. "Hey guys, I think I know where it might be. There's a tree up somewhere that has a hole at the base of it, though last I checked it wasn't dug out, but that was a few moons ago I think." she mewed uncertainly. "Either way the tree is along this path, so we won't need to search that far from here," she added a bit more confidently.

{I may or may not have forgotten this lol, maybe they could find something... like adders? Idk}

|| Fuzzyfeline ||

Snailriver nodded, the white tom having drifted off in thought about another one and with his focus back on the patrol he spoke as he took the lead - Angelwing seemed adamant about waiting for him to speak before they moved on. "I think I know of that tree. It has looked suspicious but the Thunderclan scent around it has been strong - as it is this close to the border. They might have been keeping an eye out as well." The large tom nodded as they neared the tree that they had been speaking of. "There it is." He stood a few fox lengths away. Although the fox scents were faded it was still a danger to them if something else could have moved in. "We need to be careful. Other animals might have moved into that den. It seems like a good place, even for a rogue with kits possibly."

[Fuzzy]

{I may or may not have forgotten this lol, maybe they could find something... like adders? Idk}

|| Fuzzyfeline ||

Snailriver nodded, the white tom having drifted off in thought about another one and with his focus back on the patrol he spoke as he took the lead - Angelwing seemed adamant about waiting for him to speak before they moved on. "I think I know of that tree. It has looked suspicious but the Thunderclan scent around it has been strong - as it is this close to the border. They might have been keeping an eye out as well." The large tom nodded as they neared the tree that they had been speaking of. "There it is." He stood a few fox lengths away. Although the fox scents were faded it was still a danger to them if something else could have moved in. "We need to be careful. Other animals might have moved into that den. It seems like a good place, even for a rogue with kits possibly."
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The tri colored molly nodded to the other female. Yes that was correct. Even though Anglewing didn't know this area as good as others her memory was jogged by Oakbranch's statement. Snailriver's statement held logic as well, though she doubted the last part. She was a rouge once- the first 3 moons of her life- and they normally stated clear of possible threat when kits were involved. It was instinct, a mother instinctively take a care of her young and keeps them clear of danger. Or that was his it's supposed to work. "Yes, it's always possible another animal took refuge here." She agreed stopping with the other warriors. Fox scent is stale and Sbailriver is correct, ThunderClan scent is stronger. None on our side though Checking the edge of the border slightly she nodded to herself before going back to investigating the den. "Rationally speaking one of us should check out the den for potential threats." Angkewing meowed glancing over at the two. She'd let them decide this.

[Cave]

Fuzzyfeline Arié
(Oof sorry this is so short)
Oakbranch looked over to Snailriver, wondering if he would volunteer himself for such a task. Though she would go if nobody else would, she wanted to give the others a chance to make a choice that they could be proud of. She also would feel the need to ask if she could, something the brown tabby didn't want to do at the moment.

[Arie]

Fuzzyfeline Arié
(Oof sorry this is so short)
Oakbranch looked over to Snailriver, wondering if he would volunteer himself for such a task. Though she would go if nobody else would, she wanted to give the others a chance to make a choice that they could be proud of. She also would feel the need to ask if she could, something the brown tabby didn't want to do at the moment.

|| Fuzzyfeline - Time to get Snail stuck in the med-cat den and suffer from an adder bite. Cannot wait LOL ||

"I will go in. Though be prepared to run, I'm not the smartest choice but I do know how to avoid the grips of badgers and or foxes." Sneaking through, staying low to the grass the ginger and white tom sneaked into the den by the tree. Although he was inside there was no smell of anything but there... all of a sudden a hissing noise came from the side and he jumped back but not before feeling jaws close around his hindleg and he breathed through the pain before running out as fast as possible. Nothing followed him but he made it to where the two others stood, panting, before he collapsed to the ground the pain pulsing through. Something was spreading but he didn't know what it was and he just managed to breathe, "Adder... Family," before he started twitching violently. The pain of an adder bite was dangerous even to a large tom like Snailriver. He didn't have the speed of a Windclan cat and hadn't been as fast to get back to the others as cats from the other clans might have been.

[Fuzzy]

|| Fuzzyfeline - Time to get Snail stuck in the med-cat den and suffer from an adder bite. Cannot wait LOL ||

"I will go in. Though be prepared to run, I'm not the smartest choice but I do know how to avoid the grips of badgers and or foxes." Sneaking through, staying low to the grass the ginger and white tom sneaked into the den by the tree. Although he was inside there was no smell of anything but there... all of a sudden a hissing noise came from the side and he jumped back but not before feeling jaws close around his hindleg and he breathed through the pain before running out as fast as possible. Nothing followed him but he made it to where the two others stood, panting, before he collapsed to the ground the pain pulsing through. Something was spreading but he didn't know what it was and he just managed to breathe, "Adder... Family," before he started twitching violently. The pain of an adder bite was dangerous even to a large tom like Snailriver. He didn't have the speed of a Windclan cat and hadn't been as fast to get back to the others as cats from the other clans might have been.
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When Oakbranch didn't offer Angelwing wasn't sure if Snailriver would. It wasn't that she didn't want to but that she wanted to give them a chance which wasn't typical behavior for her. Though the large tom did offer to go and the tri colored feline dipped her head in approval. Yet as he explained he wasn't the smartest choice she almost called him back to go herself. With a lady of her tail the warrior watched him lower himself and disappear into the den. Nothing about this seemed rational but she felt something was going to happen. Like a whisper saying not to let him go deeper. It was irrational though, logically speaking you check an abandoned den to make sure it was indeed abandoned.
Time passed quickly because next thing she knew Snailriver ran out, in a frenzy babbling something about adders and family. Tossing a glance at Oakbranch the molly ran over to the ginger and white tom looking over his body. He was bit. An adder bite can be deadly. Angelwing remembered tail now lashing yet again. "We have to get him to Shiverpetal now, help me carry him!" She demanded before grabbing his scarf. He was much large then herself and it was impossible to her him back to camp alone.

[Cave]

Arié Fuzzyfeline
(Sorry this was late I kinda forgot)
Oakbranch nodded simply. When Angelwing picked up the tom by the scruff Oakbranch followed suit, grabbing a little lower down and attempting to pick up most of the weight. Her frequent swims in the river helped build the muscle she needed in this moment. "You guide cus I can't see," she mewed, her voice being muted by Snailriver's fur.

[Fuzzy]

Arié Fuzzyfeline
(Sorry this was late I kinda forgot)
Oakbranch nodded simply. When Angelwing picked up the tom by the scruff Oakbranch followed suit, grabbing a little lower down and attempting to pick up most of the weight. Her frequent swims in the river helped build the muscle she needed in this moment. "You guide cus I can't see," she mewed, her voice being muted by Snailriver's fur.
{last post for border?} Arié
Angelwing twitched her ear at the question. That was the logical plan. The tom was much lighter with Oakbranches help, pulling him along making sure to take the quickest, safest and most convenient route to camp, the molly couldn't believe something like this happened. She had miss hushed something, a miss calculation somewhere. She's sent him in with Aldershot even crossing her mind. Had she thought rationally Snaikriver probably wouldn't be getting stages to see Shiverpelt. Blue eyes narrowed the tri colored molly continued on in silence. Mind calculating he different possibility that could have happened. The more likely scenarios.

[Leucos]

CloverFlame

The black chausie sat tall with his head low , ears back, eyes full of pain spite and anger . He and littlepaw had a argument a moon ago that resulted in them breaking their relationship .....it was over a simple topic ...in his eyes. Now they are apart because of it! His heart felt crushed....his chest still heavy.... he was alone once more. And this time he didn't think that he could take it, this resulted in him taking his anger out another random apprentice which in turn caused him to be confined in the apprentices den......but did he listen ? Ha! No. However as he did escape His mother blackberrypelt caught him and of course scolded him harshly,she even went as far as calling him a mistake . Now he was here....taking his mother's orders of border patrolling ....he hissed . Why can't things ever go my way!!?! This is stupid! If she hates me so much why didn't she give me away in the first place!?! his claws unsheathed and dug into the ground "I hate her....I hate the clans......I hate everything! " he yelled/growled not carring who heard " damn them all to the darkforest " he hissed before closing his eyes and whimpering in sadness that threatened to break loose.

[CloverFlame]

CloverFlame

The black chausie sat tall with his head low , ears back, eyes full of pain spite and anger . He and littlepaw had a argument a moon ago that resulted in them breaking their relationship .....it was over a simple topic ...in his eyes. Now they are apart because of it! His heart felt crushed....his chest still heavy.... he was alone once more. And this time he didn't think that he could take it, this resulted in him taking his anger out another random apprentice which in turn caused him to be confined in the apprentices den......but did he listen ? Ha! No. However as he did escape His mother blackberrypelt caught him and of course scolded him harshly,she even went as far as calling him a mistake . Now he was here....taking his mother's orders of border patrolling ....he hissed . Why can't things ever go my way!!?! This is stupid! If she hates me so much why didn't she give me away in the first place!?! his claws unsheathed and dug into the ground "I hate her....I hate the clans......I hate everything! " he yelled/growled not carring who heard " damn them all to the darkforest " he hissed before closing his eyes and whimpering in sadness that threatened to break loose.
The tabby Tom bounded toward the border line, he had been trying to commit the other clans’ scent to memory, but had failed to do so as of yet. When he arrived, he saw the Riverclan apprentice, who seemed altogether incautious to be sitting so close to the border, which was odd, as Bramblepaw was usually incautious more than any other cat close by. Deciding to put a brave face on, prowled out of the bushes, his flank quivering with excitement as he questioned the black tom, “What are you doing so close to the border?”
(Sorry for the short post! I have to go to bed.)

[Leucos]

The tabby Tom bounded toward the border line, he had been trying to commit the other clans’ scent to memory, but had failed to do so as of yet. When he arrived, he saw the Riverclan apprentice, who seemed altogether incautious to be sitting so close to the border, which was odd, as Bramblepaw was usually incautious more than any other cat close by. Deciding to put a brave face on, prowled out of the bushes, his flank quivering with excitement as he questioned the black tom, “What are you doing so close to the border?”
(Sorry for the short post! I have to go to bed.)
( it's ok!)
Wolfpaw perked his ears up at the other toms voice only for his eyes to snap open and look down at the ground, what was the cat talking about? He wasn't at all too close to the border! He was atleast two apprentices tail lengths away. He growled again and glared Bramblepaw "are your eyes broken? I'm on my side! " he hissed . cats! Thunderclan cats....I don't know which I hate more...shadowclan or them. to him both were nosey . Thunderclan always seemed to think that they needed to be in other clans business...that they were hero's of the four..and oh so important. Shadowclan....for some reason always seemed to be wanting to start a fight . Foxhearts... his pelt rippled with anger which couldn't be missed at all in his expressions "where's your mentor anyhow ? shouldn't you be training ?" he asked as his eyes narrowed and tail lashed.

[CloverFlame]

( it's ok!)
Wolfpaw perked his ears up at the other toms voice only for his eyes to snap open and look down at the ground, what was the cat talking about? He wasn't at all too close to the border! He was atleast two apprentices tail lengths away. He growled again and glared Bramblepaw "are your eyes broken? I'm on my side! " he hissed . cats! Thunderclan cats....I don't know which I hate more...shadowclan or them. to him both were nosey . Thunderclan always seemed to think that they needed to be in other clans business...that they were hero's of the four..and oh so important. Shadowclan....for some reason always seemed to be wanting to start a fight . Foxhearts... his pelt rippled with anger which couldn't be missed at all in his expressions "where's your mentor anyhow ? shouldn't you be training ?" he asked as his eyes narrowed and tail lashed.
Bramblepaw let out a small growl at his insults, “My eyes work perfectly fine, thank you very much,” The young apprentice meowed, his tail twitching in anticipation as he glared at the dark Riverclan apprentice, his paws itched for a fight, ignoring his instincts that though he was large for his age, he had not had much fighting experience as he had only recently become an apprentice.
“I can probably see better than you anyway.” Bramblepaw hissed, his tail beginning to lash as he twitched his ears in annoyance, “I could say the same to you! You could probably use the training anyway.” With his hackles raised the large apprentice slowly tensed and untensed his muscles, stifling his urge to leap into battle with the other tom.

[Leucos]

Bramblepaw let out a small growl at his insults, “My eyes work perfectly fine, thank you very much,” The young apprentice meowed, his tail twitching in anticipation as he glared at the dark Riverclan apprentice, his paws itched for a fight, ignoring his instincts that though he was large for his age, he had not had much fighting experience as he had only recently become an apprentice.
“I can probably see better than you anyway.” Bramblepaw hissed, his tail beginning to lash as he twitched his ears in annoyance, “I could say the same to you! You could probably use the training anyway.” With his hackles raised the large apprentice slowly tensed and untensed his muscles, stifling his urge to leap into battle with the other tom.
I don't need this! Who's he think he is? he bared his teeth ,his bad mood increasing rapidly " whatever . Kit. I see just fine. What ? Too close? " he asked with a mocking like tone with a role of his eyes. However his ears twitched at what bramblepaw said next which made him snort "I've been training! Honeychirps probably too busy right now . And besides I can't right now. I'm supposed to be patrolling mousebrain ." he half hissed . because my mother made me. his tail tip twitched and flicked uncontrollably "why are you out here?" he asked .

[CloverFlame]

I don't need this! Who's he think he is? he bared his teeth ,his bad mood increasing rapidly " whatever . Kit. I see just fine. What ? Too close? " he asked with a mocking like tone with a role of his eyes. However his ears twitched at what bramblepaw said next which made him snort "I've been training! Honeychirps probably too busy right now . And besides I can't right now. I'm supposed to be patrolling mousebrain ." he half hissed . because my mother made me. his tail tip twitched and flicked uncontrollably "why are you out here?" he asked .
“ I’m not a kit,” The tom growled, his tail lashing as he stared at the other tom. He rather ruined the moment with a sneeze, but it no less lessened the tension in his shoulders. Bramblepaw let out a scornful laugh,
“Yeah right! An apprentice patrolling by himself? Riverclan must truly be desperate.” The tom sneered, “ I’m just out to stretch my legs and familiarize myself with Riverclan’s stench.” He meowed, this apprentice was really beginning to annoy him,
“What’s your name anyway?” He inquired his ears twitching as he rested back onto his haunches, he didn’t think this other apprentice was going to attack. Not yet anyway.

[BEAR.]

With Skinpatch and Fawnpaw trailing behind him, Lionstorm trotted over to the border with his tail waving in the air. Once out of camp and away from the rodents that didn't belong, his mood had improved, and he was looking forward to spending this time with Fawnpaw.

Skinpatch, he didn't care so much about.

"As you two should know," he broke the silence between them. "This is the ThunderClan border. Skinpatch, I don't expect you to understand what that means beyond 'don't cross the scent.' Fawnpaw, I trust you can respect the boundary with more finesse." He glanced back at them. "We've been having issues with the other Clans crossing the marker, but we've been fortunate enough to not have problems with ThunderClan. For now. ShadowClan and WindClan have been much peskier."
Dipper, jupiter

[wren]

She wasn’t particularly enthusiastic about being out, especially not with lionstorm being so nice to fawnpaw. Something about the way he seemed so careful and considerate bothered her, because she’d only seen the back end of lionstorms kindness. Ranging from the name calling to just downright being a fox hearted mouse dung she was in no mood to see him nice, in fact she would’ve preferred he belted her one and they finished. But no. He just had to invite fawnpaw along and drag out the agonizing patrol much much longer than it needed to be.
Once she heard his voice she briefly snapped out of her thoughts to study him as he gestured to the border, her lip pulled back in annoyance. ‘ ‘ do I look like a kit to you? ‘ ‘ Wait no- don’t answer that. She tuned out the rest of his little spiel and took a few massive steps to the border glancing over her shoulder at him before stepping over defiantly. Let’s see it lionstorm loose your cool. Fawnpaw should be much more hesitant to go on any kind of patrols with you anymore. ‘ ‘ oopsie ‘ ‘ she practically spat in his direction lashing her tail curiously as she took a few more daring steps.
BILL. Dipper

[Fawn]

As this was his first excursion to this border, Fawnpaw's every step oozed pensive exploration as he stayed curious and alert. For now, he held back on the questions but would likely pile them on later once they were finished with the main task of the patrol. He was careful to avoid being labeled a nuisance when that'd spell the end of being invited on patrols. Entranced by his surroundings, he was oblivious to the more gentle treatment from Lionstorm since it didn't seem that out of the ordinary for them after moons of off-and-on rough interactions.

Fawnpaw flicked his ear as the concept of a border was explained to both him and Spiderpaw with distinctly different styles, skeptical in his teaching method. But he wasn't given time to consider that as Spiderpaw's reaction was far more extreme in her deliberate stomps toward the border, then over it. "Hey, uh," he started, throat dry as he swallowed. "I think that was the border." He wasn't aloof, though. He know that it was intentional but didn't exactly know why when the logical deduction was eluding him until he realized it was quite possibly a product of Lionstorm talking down to her. Tilting his head at Spiderpaw, he said, "You know, if you want him to not be a jerk, I'm not sure proving his points for him is the best strategy...? It just sort of strokes his ego, and--" he spared a quick glance at Lionstorm, "I mean, he hardly needs it." The thing could already be seen from the tallest tree in ThunderClan territory, he imagined.
BILL. ; jupiter

[BEAR.]

There was a twist of pure rage that encompassed Lionstorm's entire being, and he moved quickly to knock Spiderpaw away from the border. He seemed impossibly tall, having bristled his fur to give himself a larger appearance as he towered over his apprentice.

To say he was mad was an understatement. He was furious, angry, pissed off-- and so tempted to hurt her for such disobedience. He was tired of her attitude, her disregard for Clan safety and her outright stupidity, and she needed to pay.

"Skinpatch," his voice was a low hiss, dangerous and deep. "This patrol is over. You're going back to camp, and if I see another paw out of line I will see to it you won't be using it again." And he was serious. His dislike for her only fueled his desire to make her hurt. "Now go. Now. Fawnpaw, we can continue this later. I need to deal with... her."
jupiter, Dipper

[wren]

Her gaze settled on fawnpaw for a brief moment and she flashed him a grin ‘ ‘ oh fawnpaw ‘ ‘ she mused with a flick of her ear. She didn’t know the tom well but what it seemed like to her was that he didn’t really understand how much she hated lionstorm and he likely hated her back. She smirked giving her tail another lash ‘ ‘ I know- his ego can be sooooo tiring ‘ ‘ she complained only trying to egg him on even more before she promptly dropped onto her haunches running her paw through the grass on the other side of the border. She wasn’t presently aware of how mad her mentor had got until she looked up and saw his face, twisted into some in recognizable version of lionstorm she’d never seen in her life.

For a moment she completely blocked out fawnpaw, her full attention was on lionstorm now. She felt the blow to her side and naturally collapsed into the grass with a ‘ ‘ humph! ‘ ‘ laying there dazed for a few moments before struggling to her paws again.

That little flare in her eye was only kindled by his and she flexed her claws into the dirt preparing herself to be hit again if he happened to loose it on her. Which at the rate she was going, only made sense. ‘ ‘ oh yeah? What are you going to do to me there? Tattle to fallenstar? Have a heart to heart? Hit me? Let’s see how that goes greeneyes ‘ ‘ she fired back stomping right back over the border and glaring up at him. She could feel his breath on her face and she felt a glimmer of uncertainty, that could be dangerous.
BILL. Dipper

[Fawn]

Wincing as he heard the blow connect to Spiderpaw, he frowned as he peered at her to quickly assess the damage, not that he knew what he was looking for beyond blood and signs of being structurally broken. It'd been some time since Fawnpaw had seen Lionstorm that furious -- not new to him, but far from the normal annoyance that he displayed whenever a snarky comment was tossed as an insult. This was another level of rage. As much as he didn't wish to be the target either, he couldn't help but feel sorrow for Spiderpaw who didn't seem to manage his outbursts well or have the know-how to talk him down from it. "Lionstorm, wait," he said, voice thoughtful, "maybe... we can continue it. Look, I know that wasn't a great thing to do, but I really doubt she'd do that again? I don't think you're giving her enough credit, I mean.. Spiderpaw's not--"

That line of thought was stopped by Spiderpaw's rise to her feet and sudden taunting of Lionstorm, which he doubted would help matters. His expression fell flat. "A heart to heart," he mused, unconvinced as he peered between the two. "Yeah, that's optimistic, and never mind on the continuing thing." It was a jab at how neither seemed to have much to speak of in that department.

"Oh," he said, somewhat surprised but not really sure why he was anymore as Spiderpaw crossed the border again, "wow, okay. That's..." A grimace took over his muzzle, and he merely stared for a couple seconds while wondering why she would stoop to his level. He was irked too, this was a patrol he'd been looking forward to but now was being derailed because of the dysfunction between mentor and apprentice that had nothing to do with him, as far as he knew. With a shrug, he said to Lionstorm, "Hey, at least your nickname for her will be more fitting if a ThunderClan patrol comes along and sees her there." And glancing to Spiderpaw, he held his tongue - if she was going to continue to wreck this patrol, there was little to do but be thankful for how it truly built a case that proved he was far from the most childish apprentice in RiverClan like Lionstorm accused him of.

jupiter ; BILL.

[BEAR.]

Lionstorm wouldn't forget her disobedience. And he sure as hell wouldn't let her get away with this.

In a blaze of violence, he moved to punt her back over the border, a snarl erupting from his throat as he towered over her. He was done with her attitude, and if she dared continued to be resistant, he'd personally give her a few wounds to remember him by.

Reaching to grab her by her scruff, he lifted her up as if she were a kitten and began to carry her back to camp. He gave her the option to go willingly, and she discarded that. She would no longer be given the freedom to make her own choices. Instead, he had other plans for her. In the form of an elder: Bubblingbee.

Lionstorm expected Fawnpaw to follow, but for good measure he beckoned him to come with his tail as he passed him.
jupiter, Dipper

[ameko]

More than any other emotion, confusion was wrapping its tendrils around Fennelnose's mind. Just a few moments earlier, they had been at peace, no more than a spirit—but now they were fighting for consciousness. Existence. The only clear memory Fennelnose had was of a glimpse of the sky behind the quilted leaves and branches of the forest. Anything else they tried to remember was fuzzy, as if it were blocked by a static wall.

Fennelnose sucked in a breath, deep and frantic, as they blinked open their eyes. The sun, low in the sky, glared at them. The undergrowth and bushes surrounding them towered over their figure. The grass was—so close to their face? With a start, they realized they were lying on their side, smothered by the long weeds in the clearing. Fennelnose coughed, stretching out their legs in an attempt to rise to their paws.

"Where..." they rasped, cringing at the sound of their own voice. Where am I?

Looking around with heavily-lidded eyes, they spotted a stream. Though it was only a few fox-lengths away, the travel took more time than preferred on account of Fennelnose's paws weighing tons. As they lapped up water, they could feel themself growing more alert, like a switch was flipped and everything was back in working order.

They sighed. Wiping the remaining few droplets of water from their muzzle, they leaned back on their haunches and observed the area. It felt familiar, but they just couldn't figure out where they were.

lacumaru

[BEAR.]

With Skinpatch under Bubblingbee's watchful gaze, Lionstorm and Fawnpaw were free to resume their patrol.

And Lionstorm did just that, taking Fawnpaw back out to the ThunderClan border. Ugh, he could still smell her stench everywhere. All over the borderline, on the other side. It disgusted him and he hoped the time off training would correct her behavior.

"Fawnpaw," he began as he neared the edge of the territory. "Do you know how to place down scent markers?"
Dipper

[Fawn]

Although a little worried about wherever Spiderpaw had been whisked away to, he wasn't given an opportunity to fret over it because Lionstorm resumed their patrol to his delight -- another chance at seeing beyond the camp walls, and he was feeling reenergized despite the intermission in their excursion.

Fawnpaw's eyes were bright while he took in the landscape and tried to commit it to memory. "Uh, no, not really," he admitted as he gazed at the border, the mingling of scents hitting his nose and causing it to wrinkle. "I guess in the wrong spot if you're a ShadowClan cat."

BILL.

[lio]

More than any other emotion, confusion was wrapping its tendrils around Fennelnose's mind. Just a few moments earlier, they had been at peace, no more than a spirit—but now they were fighting for consciousness. Existence. The only clear memory Fennelnose had was of a glimpse of the sky behind the quilted leaves and branches of the forest. Anything else they tried to remember was fuzzy, as if it were blocked by a static wall.

Fennelnose sucked in a breath, deep and frantic, as they blinked open their eyes. The sun, low in the sky, glared at them. The undergrowth and bushes surrounding them towered over their figure. The grass was—so close to their face? With a start, they realized they were lying on their side, smothered by the long weeds in the clearing. Fennelnose coughed, stretching out their legs in an attempt to rise to their paws.

"Where..." they rasped, cringing at the sound of their own voice. Where am I?

Looking around with heavily-lidded eyes, they spotted a stream. Though it was only a few fox-lengths away, the travel took more time than preferred on account of Fennelnose's paws weighing tons. As they lapped up water, they could feel themself growing more alert, like a switch was flipped and everything was back in working order.

They sighed. Wiping the remaining few droplets of water from their muzzle, they leaned back on their haunches and observed the area. It felt familiar, but they just couldn't figure out where they were.

lacumaru


Stepping along the territory, Stormgaze still looked around as though it were her first time here. RiverClan felt so much more comfortable than SkyClan had, and she was happy to be in it. At this point, it had been about two sets of seven sunsets- or a week, as her old Kittypet friend told her- and she was still only just getting use to the Clan's territory. Stumbling over unfamiliar paths one-eyed wasn't as easy as one would think.
Soon, she was coming to the border between RiverClan and ThunderClan. Stormgaze looked over it, sniffing and checking for no scents she wouldn't recognize. At first, she only smelled RiverClan, as well as a hint of old SkyClan smell, but nothing was unusual. But then she went further along the border and spotted the smell of what she presumed was a... Loner?
Ducking down into a cautious crouch, Stormgaze crawled toward the smell, following in its path. She quickly came upon a feline she had never seen before drinking from the river. Her pupil narrowed and she stalking toward them, then pressed herself lower and prepared to pounce.
"Who are you? Why are you on RiverClan territory? Go back to where you came from or I will be forced to take you to my leader!" Her tail lashed and she growled lowly, staring at the unknown cat.

[BEAR.]

Although a little worried about wherever Spiderpaw had been whisked away to, he wasn't given an opportunity to fret over it because Lionstorm resumed their patrol to his delight -- another chance at seeing beyond the camp walls, and he was feeling reenergized despite the intermission in their excursion.

Fawnpaw's eyes were bright while he took in the landscape and tried to commit it to memory. "Uh, no, not really," he admitted as he gazed at the border, the mingling of scents hitting his nose and causing it to wrinkle. "I guess in the wrong spot if you're a ShadowClan cat."

BILL.

Lionstorm snickered, finding great amusement in the jab at ShadowClan. "Yeah, we're not a part of that dunghole. Here, watch me." Lionstorm marked over the old scents, refreshing it with the distinct tang of RiverClan.

"I'm surprised you haven't learned much," he said as he finished. "It's about time you get a new mentor. You can't be without one forever-- at this rate even the new apprentices will be warriors before you're done training."

[Fawn]

Diligently, Fawnpaw watched as Lionstorm marked it and nodded to show he understood, but he was undecided on rubbing his body onto trees and underbrush to reinforce the territory line. It seemed... a little messy; however, that slipped from his thoughts as Lionstorm went on to talk about his training.

The approach didn't invigorate him to agree, so he shrugged. "Yeah, I guess." Fawnpaw didn't feel the sense of competition or limited time that Lionstorm was referring to, uncertain of why he'd want to rush through his training just so he could be made a warrior before the smaller apprentices. It didn't matter to him, he preferred the learning aspect anyway. The change in subject hadn't been very impressive, so he didn't give Lionstorm more than a minimal reply as they continued forward along the border.

"Do you think we'll have any trouble with ThunderClan?" he asked as he peered over the border at their land, thick with trees. "I don't think they've really done much of anything-- at least I haven't heard anything at the gatherings."

BILL.

[BEAR.]

"You guess?" Lionstorm questioned, ears flattening as he glanced over his shoulder at him. "You do realize how important this is, right? You can't be an untrained apprentice forever, and we can't keep passing you around like some undesired kit. You need a mentor."

At Fawnpaw's question, he let out a little huff of disinterest. "I'm not convinced these squirrel hoppers check the border, so I doubt we'll have problems with them. Even if they did notice Skinpatch's scent, I don't think they'd confront us over it. Passionstar doesn't have the guts."

Focusing back on what he deemed important, he went on. "You know, Fawnpaw. I'm basically open for an apprentice now that Skinpatch is being punished. It'll be seasons before that one shapes up. I'll take over your training."

Dipper

[Fawn]

Although he met his gaze steadily, a huffy burst of air expelled from him and his ears flattened at the condescending tone, the implication that he was a drain for existing right now after he'd tried hard to hold his weight around camp while struggling through the trauma of losing his mentor. But no, he was apparently comparable to an undesired kit. The words were biting and left his mood soured completely; of course this would happen, he should have realized that he'd be the next one to be cut down if his apprentice punching bag wasn't here to take the hits.

"She's still your apprentice," he mumbled guarded and distant as he stared through Lionstorm rather than at him. Although frustration and hurt was bubbling under the surface from Lionstorm's callous comments and impersonal approach, he tried to keep it together for the remainder of the patrol. He didn't want to be badly behaved and risk never being allowed out again. "I'm not sure you should train me anyway, but uh... yeah, I guess just assign one whenever." In a better mood, maybe he would've elaborated or even tossed him an ego-stroking bone.

BILL.

[BEAR.]

Lionstorm didn't understand why Fawnpaw's mood had dropped. He hadn't said anything offensive, he was merely trying to get through to Fawnpaw's thick skull that his training was important. It almost frustrated him, the apparent apathy he held toward learning and advancing through the ranks.

"She's Bubblingbee's apprentice," Lionstorm stated firmly. "At least until she gets her act together. She's caused enough issues so far." Crossing the border was just the tip of an unstable ice berg. "What does that mean?" he demanded, eyes narrowed with hurt when Fawnpaw rejected his proposal.

Okay, so he didn't want him. Fine. "I will. If you don't want me, I know just the cat for you." Fawnpaw would like her, he was sure. They'd both have something in common then.

Turning from the border, Lionstorm started back in the direction of camp. "Come on, we're going home."
Dipper

[Fawn]

"What? That you shouldn't be my mentor?" he questioned with a glance at Lionstorm. "Look, I wanted to be your apprentice four moons ago when you first offered it." In hindsight, he wished they'd gone through with that, but it hadn't happened when Fallenstar assigned Lionstorm one shortly after that conversation. "But now, I don't know... Don't you think it'd be kind of weird?" Shaking his head, Fawnpaw frowned and let his gaze rest on anything but Lionstorm because he was afraid his voice would quiver if he saw his reaction. "And you also literally just implied I was an undesirable kit. I figured you'd want a better apprentice than that." The comment had hurt, as much as he was trying to repress that for the sake of getting back to camp and having this opportunity extended to him in the future. He wasn't sure whether to be relieved or not when that wish was granted, and they were beginning to return to camp the way they'd came.

"Especially since you've been talking to me as the RiverClan deputy this entire conversation instead of Lionstorm. I get it, training's important-- but it's kind of overlooking that I've been working hard around the camp, and trying to get over..." well, that. They both knew. Fawnpaw had expected more from Lionstorm: more grace and empathy, not his strong suits but he was more than capable of providing regardless of what he claimed. However, Fawnpaw didn't want to fight about it, and already, his throat was tightening as he lowered his gaze to the ground to kick at a tuft of grass. "I guess it doesn't matter."

BILL.

[BEAR.]

Lionstorm let out an angry little huff. "I thought it'd be fine, but you don't think so." Talking to him was more and more frustrating, why did they need to continue when Fawnpaw already said his stupid piece? "How else am I supposed to get you to listen? The Clan doesn't need an apprentice who just wants to work on dens, we need warriors." At the rate Fawnpaw wanted to go, he'd never become a warrior and everyone else would have died before he even got a new mentor.

He wasn't overlooking anything, he was trying to look at the big picture. "It's time for you to move on. You can grieve and train, Fawnpaw. You're just letting it hold you back." Whether he liked it or not, he was getting a new mentor. After almost two moons, he needed to be kicked into gear. "I'm done with this, Fawnpaw. You already made it clear you don't want to be my apprentice, and that's fine--" not really, but he'd tolerate it. "But you're not getting out of this. When we're back in camp, I'm assigning your new mentor."

Dipper

[Fawn]

"I'm not sure that's really an option, having two apprentices at once." Fawnpaw wasn't buying that Spiderpaw had been passed off to Bubblingbee and doubted Fallenstar would either, that likely was an idealistic opinion of Lionstorm's that wasn't reflective of reality.

"And I was getting there," he said, snippy this time, "I wanted some time for processing. I was making progress-- like, I actually wanted to be out with you today." He was referencing the hunting excursion that hadn't gone very well. "I wasn't going to fix dens my entire life, and I never said I would." He wrinkled his nose at the thought, dismissing it after - he enjoyed learning but hadn't felt like he'd actually be productive as a training apprentice so soon after losing Leopardshine. "But this-- pretty much everything you've said about it has just made me not want to." Train, that was. Much less be his apprentice.

Fawnpaw wasn't naive enough to think that'd change the course of Lionstorm's plan for him. The only real escape would be to make a dash through the territory in hopes of losing him, but his paws felt like dead weight. He didn't have the energy or motivation, simply hoped he'd choose a suitable mentor that'd be at least more understanding than Lionstorm was willing to be.

BILL.

[BEAR.]

His patience for him was nearing an all time low. "Yeah, because it's not like I can't handle training you alone while Skinpatch is in camp. It's hardly having two apprentices when one's too dense to grow up and have her punishments lifted." His lip curled upward, tail beginning to lash from his frustrations.

"Getting there?" he questioned darkly. "It's been almost two moons, and all you've wanted to do is be in camp. It's like whenever I try to be out with you, you have this innate need to bring him or what happened up in some way." And he was tired of it. It made him want to be around Fawnpaw less and less, if they couldn't avoid that subject.

"You've had your time to process it, and now you can focus on being a productive member of RiverClan. And no, I don't care about the dens-- the camp's finished with repairs and expansions, and you need to be done with Leopardshine."

Because he was dead and gone, and no amount of grieving, or processing, or thinking about it would change that. And he was tired of how in the past Fawnpaw seemed to be, so held up on an event that was meaningless to him in the long run. He hardly knew him, he hated him, yet it felt like he was using his death as an excuse to get out of training.
Dipper

[Fawn]

Fawnpaw didn't care for how he spoke of his apprentice despite her poor decisions earlier but didn't speak up on her behalf, too distracted by the rest of the argument that Lionstorm was escalating this into. It left very little room for defending Spiderpaw when he had to focus on his own survival in the midst of Lionstorm's fury. "What? You brought this up, not me," he pointed out. "If you don't want to talk about Leopardshine, it seems kind of logical to avoid talking about someone mentoring me after he's left that vacancy." Prior to this, he'd simply wanted Lionstorm to do his own version of grief processing but hadn't bothered him again afterward when he'd already had regrets of bringing it to his attention.

A full-body quiver shook him as Lionstorm basically demanded that he move on with his life - it was the same thing, talking to him as the deputy rather than... well, the compassionate deputy who happened to know him as a friend. But Fawnpaw couldn't find it in himself to care, he was disappointed as it was. "It wasn't exactly Leopardshine that I was that upset over, but.. I guess that's not really something you'd want to know about." He didn't think he wanted to share, so they could call that one a draw; besides, vague memories suggested they'd been there, done that. Maybe Lionstorm just didn't remember.

"Okay, okay, I will... Just, can you leave me alone about it?" he finally asked, voice cracking. Lionstorm was making this worse, his stern attitude with no room for empathy and although Fawnpaw didn't feel entitled to an experience better than this one, he didn't want to hear any more of it either. It was dragging him back to the fragile mental state that he'd wallowed in for almost two moons, and he winced as he could hear the echo of Lionstorm telling him it'd been that long. Time to get over it.

BILL.

[ameko]

lacumaru

At the sound of an unfamiliar voice, the hair on Fennelnose's neck bristled in alarm. They frowned at the stranger, standing back up reflexively. How come I didn't smell them coming? they thought. The breeze blew their fur towards the other cat, and with a start Fennelnose realized that the scent was flowing downwind—away from them. Forcing a neutral expression and regaining their composure, the warrior stared at the newcomer. "My name is Fennelnose," they meowed. "I can guarantee that I'm not a threat. You don't have to worry about me picking a fight with you."

Their mouth twitched at the tone of the RiverClan cat's voice, but they pushed back their irritation—if only to be polite to a cat that could offer them assistance. In a softer voice, they said, "You're a RiverClan cat. That's... right, this is the border to RiverClan. Next to ThunderClan." The thought of ThunderClan brought up shame, a burning sense of humiliation that heated their face. They couldn't go back. Their memories were still so fuzzy, so blurred, yet they knew that they were not ready to face ThunderClan. For whatever reason.

"I... I can't go back. That's not an option for me." Fennelnose said, in a louder voice than before. A crestfallen expression dashed across their face, but it was gone in an instant, replaced by a simple lack of expression. The straightened their mouth in a line—a demonstration of their refusal to elaborate.

[Pluto]

"Cedarpaw..." he spoke, watching her closely as she moved towards him. He couldn't relax, nothing about this situation was good, at any moment there could be a fight and that's the last thing he wanted before his naming ceremony. "What about you?" he tried to hide the slight fear he had in his voice. It was mostly nervousness.


Citruspaw stopped a few tail-lengths from him, not trying to hide the starting of a scowl that had begun to appear on her muzzle. She thought it made her look fiercer. She sat down, but her eye contact never broke his, muscles tensed, ready to spring should the need arise. "Why should I tell you anything?" She snapped, eyes slits as she watched his every move, considering what to do next.

[lio]

Her stance loosened a bit at the expression of the other feline, supposedly named Fennelnose. But she had to remain cautious. They could be lying for all she knew. Rosewater stood up high, glaring down at the stranger. "Then I suppose I must take you to Fallenstar. Follow me." She flicked her ear and turned away from Fennelnose, then stopped and looked at them. "Actually, you stay right beside me," Rosewater decided. I don't want them running off. She frowned and stood her ground, waiting for Fennelnose to join her.

pathos

[BEAR.]

Lionstorm hadn't brought this up! It was Fawnpaw, with his stupid self-pity and lack of motivation. He wasn't the bad guy here! It was Fawnpaw, with his dumb logic and face. Ugh. He wished he didn't like looking at it so much. "Yeah, well, you need a mentor. And you don't want me, which is fine. Fine." Fine. He didn't need Fawnpaw, as much as he had hoped he could have him. "I have someone in mind, Pine Fawn. She's not as great as me, but she's definitely better than the last one you had." He didn't want to say his name, not anymore.

It was weird. It felt like a sore spot, like it hurt, and he didn't like it.

Lionstorm fell into a quiet slump, ears flattening back as he gazed at their surroundings. It was difficult to understand why Fawnpaw needed so much time to process it-- what, if not for him? "I don't know what else it'd be."

Dipper

[Fawn]

"I... did want you," he reminded him, a sigh hanging off the phrase. "Then you got a real apprentice, so that didn't really work I guess. And now, it's-- you and I, and things are different with us." It was hard to explain and left him feeling tongue-tied, shaking his head as he gave up attempting to express the complexities of their past.

At the nickname, Fawnpaw stiffened and peered at Lionstorm, questioning, somewhat breathless. Unsure. "Pine Fawn?" he murmured in inquiry. "That's..." It was nice, weirdly soothing especially by Lionstorm's nicknaming standards in which he called their clanmates 'skinpatch' or 'cockroach' or 'stick-tosser.' When he realized he hadn't said anything, he quietly admitted, "I mean, I like it."

The moment of peacefulness was abruptly cut short after Lionstorm's utterance, a prompt that brought Leopardshine's death to the forefront of everything. Another tremor quaked through him, forcing Fawnpaw to stagger a couple steps and then just finally... stop as he buckled, collapsing to the ground in a pitiful heap. "It's not... Leopardshine," he repeated and tried to form the syllables, but coherency was slipping away like sand through his paws as he attempted to gather his composure. "Sorry, I know that wasn't helpful. It's... complicated. Um." Fawnpaw swallowed, eyes trained on the ground. His jaw clenched. "Look, when we were back there-- I've... never," he inhaled, "...never heard a cat dying before and-- much less one that I knew-- or thought about it, and it was..." That was where the words ran out and the memories began as he could see the loners ripping into him, the terrible yowls and screeches and dying breaths as he fought a losing battle for his life. Although his voice shook, he mumbled again, "I just, wanted some time." To let it fade, to heal, to restart training after a traumatic event twisted his perception of Clan life.

"I guess I hadn't thought about death like that," he went on, soft, "like it was a... an actual outcome. And hearing it--" Leopardshine didn't deserve the fate he was given, despite being a questionable mentor and warrior in general. Scattered, Fawnpaw paused for several moments and closed his eyes, wishing he could revert to the simpler times in his life. "When I became an apprentice, I really.. I was hoping I'd be y'know, the best apprentice. I'd get this amazing mentor and train and be a warrior." Lionstorm had lost a brother, Fawnpaw lost his version of his ideal future. And loss didn't have a measurement, but he was aware it wasn't equal. "I'm sorry, I know that probably wasn't what you wanted."

BILL.

[ameko]

Fennelnose took a couple staggering steps towards the other cat but hesitated. This was still a stranger, even if she was offering hospitality. They couldn't be hasty. But, then again, there wasn't anybody else around to help them. Nowhere else to go. So they stilled their emotions and willed their legs to take the last few pawsteps to the Riverclanner's side. "What's your name?" they asked. Not an attempt at conversation, though they wouldn't shy away from meaningless chatter if it seemed fitting. It was a simple question, so they'd have a cat to thank if this all went well.

They wondered, for a brief moment, what the RiverClan camp looked like. They'd never been over there, considering they were a ThunderClan cat. Fennelnose dismissed that thought. They would see it soon enough—no reason to think about it.

lacumaru

[lio]

She narrowed her eyes faintly, then inhaled a slow breath. "Rosewater. My name is Rosewater." Her paws shuffled on the ground as she awkwardly tried to stand at her full height, acting like an intimidating warrior (which she wasn't). The molly flicked her tail and took a step forward. "If you don't follow then I will have to forcefully send you out of our territory. That is my least favorite option, so it would be lovely if you just listen to what I tell you. Fallenstar can decide what happens afterward." Rosewater dipped her head then began walking away, hoping that the other feline followed in her pawsteps.

pathos

[ameko]

Fennelnose bared their teeth in annoyance. They were already being perfectly compliant, so why did this Rosewater feel the need to threaten them further? "I have no reason not to follow you, don't worry," they meowed, doing their best to soothe the edge to their voice. Though they lagged behind, Fennelnose did begin walking after the RiverClan cat. It felt as if there were stones wrapped around their paws, wrapped around their neck, their tail, everything, all being dragged downwards.

They shook their head and forced themselves to place one paw after the other. The weights tumbled away with their fears.

Breathing in the scents of the unfamiliar territory, Fennelnose watched Rosewater with half-lidded eyes. Whatever trust for others they still had was being placed into this cat. For now, at least. As long as this Fallenstar—the new leader of RiverClan, they presumed—allowed them to stay for some time, they would be fine. They only had to follow her around for a while yet. Fennelnose blinked the sun out of their eyes and continued onward.

lacumaru

[lio]

She stifled a flinch as the feline snapped at her, forcing herself not to apologize. You have to stay strong and intimidating. Don't let a stranger walk all over you. Rosewater cleared her throat and slowed to a stop as they neared the RiverClan camp. "You go in first. The entrance is right there," she stated, pointing with her tail. Her ears perked and she stared closely at the unfamiliar cat, just realizing that they smelled faintly of ThunderClan. They may have just come from the territory, she assumed, shrugging off the thought and waiting for them to obey her command.

pathos

[ameko]

Fennelnose paused next to Rosewater, taking a moment to slow their breathing. Frowning at the RiverClanner, they almost asked if she was to come with them, but they held their tongue. Even if she didn't, it mattered little to them. They could feel their nerves plaguing them once more, growing more and more anxious the longer they waited outside the RiverClan camp. The camp wall seemed to loom over them. But first impressions were important, more so than their insignificant worries.

They raised their chin and, with a final glance at the stranger, padded through the entrance.

lacumaru

[BEAR.]

It's not Leopardshine.

Somehow, that was the hardest thing he heard. Because-- what could it be, if not him? The concept of death was something that Lionstorm never cared for, because it was so.. beyond him. He was Lionstorm for Stars sake, death could never touch him.

And then it did, with his brother.. and it didn't matter to Fawnpaw. It didn't matter. It was that someone he knew died, it could have been anyone, and that.. he didn't know how to react to that. "Did you get enough time?" his voice was rough, thick with his heart in his throat. "Or.. do you want more." It wasn't really a question, not when he figured that's exactly what Fawnpaw wanted.

Lionstorm couldn't help the slump in his shoulders, the lack of motivation in each of his steps as he slowed his pace. "You know, you can still be the best apprentice with the best mentor. Just.. give me a chance to help you there. If you're ready."

Dipper

[Fawn]

"I know he was important to you," he mumbled with a paw kicking at the dirt idly as he struggled through his foggy cloud of thoughts, somehow racing and feeling slow as a snail at the same time. "And... I wish-- I don't know. It's... complicated." Now, he was a broken record stuck repeating itself, so he shook his head. Voice wavering, he murmured, "I'm sorry it was him." For his own sake, for Lionstorm's. Neither of them had wanted things to happen this way.

Fawnpaw's stomach twisted as he asked if he had enough time, because it incited a panic in him that screamed it wasn't enough, could never be enough... There was never a true point of moving on, but he imagined it might fade. It just didn't feel like a reality in his naivete and inexperience. "That's... uh," his meow was hoarse, almost on the brink of breaking down but holding it together somehow, "not really my choice, I don't think. But..." Lionstorm seemed to want his opinion regardless. "But I guess?" It tumbled from him like a breathy squeak because he knew it didn't reflect everything his heart was saying about needing more recovery, but rationally he recognized that perhaps training was what he needed to move on.

"I don't... it's not--" Fawnpaw sputtered, grateful for the offer and demonstrating this with a gentle look, but wishing he could elaborate more succinctly. "It was more about having... a traditional apprenticeship, like the experience that everyone goes through, but I get it." Fawnpaw had come to terms with it, sort of. He knew it wouldn't happen when nothing would bring Leopardshine back. In a small mumble, he added, "It would've happened eventually anyway, but... I didn't think it'd be like that-- so, traumatic." And horrible. He couldn't imagine how Lionstorm felt. "I'm still here for you though, y'know?" Lionstorm had never taken him up on the offer and he didn't expect that'd change, but he thought he'd try.

BILL.

[Aquilex]

{Open!}

Terrorlynx sat on the ThunderClan side of the border. A foggy, contemplative look had settled in his eyes as he stared absent-mindedly towards RiverClan territory. His fluffy tail swished, and the faint scent of smoke rolled off of him. It was a scent he'd carried since birth, inexplainable but something he took comfort in nonetheless - nobody really approached a cat who smelled like the epidemy of danger. Not to mention the deep claw marks that stretched across his muzzle and the claw scratch still visible on his left cheek. The dark-colored maine coon tom was a generally forboding sight, what with his scars and hulking muscular figure. Not to mention his solitary, stoic behavior and the way his deep purr rumbled in the most unemotional way possible.

[BEAR.]

"I know he was important to you," he mumbled with a paw kicking at the dirt idly as he struggled through his foggy cloud of thoughts, somehow racing and feeling slow as a snail at the same time. "And... I wish-- I don't know. It's... complicated." Now, he was a broken record stuck repeating itself, so he shook his head. Voice wavering, he murmured, "I'm sorry it was him." For his own sake, for Lionstorm's. Neither of them had wanted things to happen this way.

Fawnpaw's stomach twisted as he asked if he had enough time, because it incited a panic in him that screamed it wasn't enough, could never be enough... There was never a true point of moving on, but he imagined it might fade. It just didn't feel like a reality in his naivete and inexperience. "That's... uh," his meow was hoarse, almost on the brink of breaking down but holding it together somehow, "not really my choice, I don't think. But..." Lionstorm seemed to want his opinion regardless. "But I guess?" It tumbled from him like a breathy squeak because he knew it didn't reflect everything his heart was saying about needing more recovery, but rationally he recognized that perhaps training was what he needed to move on.

"I don't... it's not--" Fawnpaw sputtered, grateful for the offer and demonstrating this with a gentle look, but wishing he could elaborate more succinctly. "It was more about having... a traditional apprenticeship, like the experience that everyone goes through, but I get it." Fawnpaw had come to terms with it, sort of. He knew it wouldn't happen when nothing would bring Leopardshine back. In a small mumble, he added, "It would've happened eventually anyway, but... I didn't think it'd be like that-- so, traumatic." And horrible. He couldn't imagine how Lionstorm felt. "I'm still here for you though, y'know?" Lionstorm had never taken him up on the offer and he didn't expect that'd change, but he thought he'd try.

BILL.

For a good moment, Lionstorm was silent. Trying to process everything, to conjure the words he wanted to say. But he had nothing.

So, Lionstorm settled on a quiet, "I'm here for you too." It was weird, stating that when he felt the chill of loneliness, the nagging voice in the corner of his mind that told him Fawnpaw wouldn't be there for him when he needed it. He wouldn't stay, he'd leave like Leopardshine, and Lionstorm would be all alone.

Ears flattening, he shuffled over to get close to Fawnpaw, enough to where their pelts brushed. "You'd better not go anywhere," he muttered softly. The camp barrier was in sight, but Lionstorm hardly noticed when his attention was on Fawnpaw.

His stupid baby.

[Fawn]

The coil within him was wound tightly, threatening to burst from exertion and spill his emotions in a messy display that he'd been trying to avoid. Desperate, Fawnpaw took the inch that Lionstorm offered and turned it into a mile, pressing into his golden pelt to muffle a single bark of a sob that erupted from deep within him somewhere. Once it was over, he lingered there, simply waiting. Afraid it would happen again and he wouldn't have the control to stop it this time.

"I'm not going anywhere," Fawnpaw promised, tender. He understood the angle that Lionstorm was edging but put an early stop to his efforts, instead making the connection for him. "I'm not going to leave you."

BILL.

[Aquilex]

(Not sure if there what Bill's plot idea was so if you're interested in it please let me know what it is, thanks :>)

Littlebud tasted the air, his ears twitching as he scanned for any signs of intruders. He spotted a large maine coon tom on the other side of the border, but the warrior paid the RiverClan patrol no mind. "Seems clear to me," he meowed as he turned to look at Snowsong. He didn't bother to address the ThunderClan tom, considering he wasn't trespassing and seemed to have no intention of doing so. "See anything suspicious?"


Flameleaf

[Tundra]

(Not sure if there what Bill's plot idea was so if you're interested in it please let me know what it is, thanks :>)

Littlebud tasted the air, his ears twitching as he scanned for any signs of intruders. He spotted a large maine coon tom on the other side of the border, but the warrior paid the RiverClan patrol no mind. "Seems clear to me," he meowed as he turned to look at Snowsong. He didn't bother to address the ThunderClan tom, considering he wasn't trespassing and seemed to have no intention of doing so. "See anything suspicious?"


Flameleaf

Uhm, the plot idea was one of our characters notice droplets of blood leading to the river, and we can choose to ignore it or not. I don't know if you're interested, but if you are then we can do that.

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Snowsong narrowed her eyes at the Thunderclan warrior, but said nothing about it. "Hm..." She slowly turned to look at Littlebud. "No, I'm not seeing anything suspicious..." The white she-cat glanced at the Thunderclan tom again, then shook her head and turned away. "Have you?"

[Aquilex]

Uhm, the plot idea was one of our characters notice droplets of blood leading to the river, and we can choose to ignore it or not. I don't know if you're interested, but if you are then we can do that.

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Snowsong narrowed her eyes at the Thunderclan warrior, but said nothing about it. "Hm..." She slowly turned to look at Littlebud. "No, I'm not seeing anything suspicious..." The white she-cat glanced at the Thunderclan tom again, then shook her head and turned away. "Have you?"

Just as he was about to agree, Littlebud spotted a few droplets of crimson blood staining the grass - still fresh. He lightly kicked Snowsong to get her attention, since his stubby tail couldn't do the job for him - and gestured to it with his paw. "Looks like we have company," he meowed. "We better make sure we don't have foxes or something lurking around." Dropping into a crouch, he snaked along the side of the blood trail, nose in the grass to pick up on scents. "Keep a look out behind me Snowsong," Littlebud said quietly.

[Tundra]

Just as he was about to agree, Littlebud spotted a few droplets of crimson blood staining the grass - still fresh. He lightly kicked Snowsong to get her attention, since his stubby tail couldn't do the job for him - and gestured to it with his paw. "Looks like we have company," he meowed. "We better make sure we don't have foxes or something lurking around." Dropping into a crouch, he snaked along the side of the blood trail, nose in the grass to pick up on scents. "Keep a look out behind me Snowsong," Littlebud said quietly.

She jumped slightly as she was kicked. "Hm?" The she-cat turned to look at him, then narrowed her eyes as she saw he was already following a trail of blood. She was about to say something, but she closed her mouth as she was told to keep a look out. "Alright." She murmured with a nod, then she began to follow at a slow pace, making sure to glance over her shoulder every now and then.

[Aquilex]

She jumped slightly as she was kicked. "Hm?" The she-cat turned to look at him, then narrowed her eyes as she saw he was already following a trail of blood. She was about to say something, but she closed her mouth as she was told to keep a look out. "Alright." She murmured with a nod, then she began to follow at a slow pace, making sure to glance over her shoulder every now and then.

Littlebud halted as the blood trail lead to a half-eaten rabbit. He sniffed the carcass, and was alarmed by a faint scent of fox lingering on the prey. "There's fox scent on it," he reported to his Clanmate. "Meaning it could be somewhere in the territory." He stood up and straightened.

[Vexing]

Orchidleaf had left the Riverclan camp to originally hunt for some prey which she ended up making a pile of it a few fox lengths back but smelling the Thunderclan border, she got curious. She had visited the borders a decent amount but each time there seemed to be nobody there and she wanted to meet new cats from other clans instead of just talking to her usual friends. Not that she didn't like them she just wanted something new or rather someone new to talk to, to interest her to the point of wanting to know more which her friends had been lacking in a bit recently. Usually when she snuck off out of camp she would get yelled at because she should've gotten another cat to come with her in case she got attacked but she didn't really care, and she did not like to be yelled at. Though whenever she was told to bring someone else they brought up her size! Just because she was plump didn't mean she wasn't strong enough to look after herself. When most cats looked at her she only got two reactions, either they laugh at how fat she is/seems or they're intimidated by her size even when she acts nice to them. GLaDOS

[Madelaine]

Orchidleaf had left the Riverclan camp to originally hunt for some prey which she ended up making a pile of it a few fox lengths back but smelling the Thunderclan border, she got curious. She had visited the borders a decent amount but each time there seemed to be nobody there and she wanted to meet new cats from other clans instead of just talking to her usual friends. Not that she didn't like them she just wanted something new or rather someone new to talk to, to interest her to the point of wanting to know more which her friends had been lacking in a bit recently. Usually when she snuck off out of camp she would get yelled at because she should've gotten another cat to come with her in case she got attacked but she didn't really care, and she did not like to be yelled at. Though whenever she was told to bring someone else they brought up her size! Just because she was plump didn't mean she wasn't strong enough to look after herself. When most cats looked at her she only got two reactions, either they laugh at how fat she is/seems or they're intimidated by her size even when she acts nice to them. GLaDOS

A fluffy grey tabby cat was walking through Thunderclan territory when he came across the border between Riverclan and Thunderclan. A fresh scent of riverclan went through Meadowclaw's nose. He glanced up to see Orchidleaf casually hunting for her clan. Meadowclaws mind began to wonder if he should go and greet this cat or should just walk away as if nothing happened. The tom peered with his blue eyes through a bush and saw that she was actually looking as if she wanted somebody to talk to. Meadowclaw forced himself to come out of hiding, walking over to the river. "You must be a pretty good hunter if you managed to catch that many prey.", he complimented.

[Vexing]

A fluffy grey tabby cat was walking through Thunderclan territory when he came across the border between Riverclan and Thunderclan. A fresh scent of riverclan went through Meadowclaw's nose. He glanced up to see Orchidleaf casually hunting for her clan. Meadowclaws mind began to wonder if he should go and greet this cat or should just walk away as if nothing happened. The tom peered with his blue eyes through a bush and saw that she was actually looking as if she wanted somebody to talk to. Meadowclaw forced himself to come out of hiding, walking over to the river. "You must be a pretty good hunter if you managed to catch that many prey.", he complimented.
She was a bit stunned at the voice speaking to her until she turned to see a fluffy gray tabby on the opposite side of the border. It took her a moment to actually think about what he had said but when she did, she gave him and a bright smile and said "Oh thank you! Usually I don't hunt this much but I just really wanted to get away from the camp for a bit and find some new cats to talk to!" She got a bit closer to the border, still smiling at the tom as she sat down opposite to him and asked, swishing her tail across the ground behind her, "So, what's your name? I'm Orchidleaf!"

[Madelaine]

She was a bit stunned at the voice speaking to her until she turned to see a fluffy gray tabby on the opposite side of the border. It took her a moment to actually think about what he had said but when she did, she gave him and a bright smile and said "Oh thank you! Usually I don't hunt this much but I just really wanted to get away from the camp for a bit and find some new cats to talk to!" She got a bit closer to the border, still smiling at the tom as she sat down opposite to him and asked, swishing her tail across the ground behind her, "So, what's your name? I'm Orchidleaf!"

The thunderclan tom watched as she sat down on her side of the border in front of him. He walked closer to the border and sat down right near the marker. "My name's Meadowclaw. It's very nice to meet you Orchidleaf.", he replied. Meadowclaw smoothed the fur on his chest down after it tried to get into his nose. "I guess sometimes it pays to sneak away from camp.", he added.

[Vexing]

The thunderclan tom watched as she sat down on her side of the border in front of him. He walked closer to the border and sat down right near the marker. "My name's Meadowclaw. It's very nice to meet you Orchidleaf.", he replied. Meadowclaw smoothed the fur on his chest down after it tried to get into his nose. "I guess sometimes it pays to sneak away from camp.", he added.
Orchidleaf had been told quite a few times that her name didn't suit her in any way and she understood the usual reasons behind why, orchid leaf's are green and delicate and small whereas she was none of those things. Hearing him say his name was Meadowclaw made her actually like him more since Meadowclaw didn't make sense for this cat either! Of course, she wouldn't say that seeing as she had just met him and maybe it actually did suit him. After realizing she must've been thinking for quite a bit she gave a nervous laugh and said "Sorry, I get caught up in my thoughts sometimes but it's nice to meet you too Meadowclaw! And yeah, it really does especially when you do it so often that nobody even questions you anymore and they just say something like 'Ah, I see you have returned.'" She said, mimicking the typical voice of a tom. She smiled and said "Sorry, I also ramble my thoughts sometimes."

[Madelaine]

Orchidleaf had been told quite a few times that her name didn't suit her in any way and she understood the usual reasons behind why, orchid leaf's are green and delicate and small whereas she was none of those things. Hearing him say his name was Meadowclaw made her actually like him more since Meadowclaw didn't make sense for this cat either! Of course, she wouldn't say that seeing as she had just met him and maybe it actually did suit him. After realizing she must've been thinking for quite a bit she gave a nervous laugh and said "Sorry, I get caught up in my thoughts sometimes but it's nice to meet you too Meadowclaw! And yeah, it really does especially when you do it so often that nobody even questions you anymore and they just say something like 'Ah, I see you have returned.'" She said, mimicking the typical voice of a tom. She smiled and said "Sorry, I also ramble my thoughts sometimes."

Meadowclaw let out a murrow of silent laughter. "It's fine. i get wrapped up in my thoughts so much my family always tries to wave a paw in my face to break me out of a trance.", he replied.His mind was always wandering on something else.

[Vexing]

Meadowclaw let out a murrow of silent laughter. "It's fine. i get wrapped up in my thoughts so much my family always tries to wave a paw in my face to break me out of a trance.", he replied.His mind was always wandering on something else.
Orchidleaf let out a slightly louder laugh as well at that then sighed, a smile still on her face "Yeah, my parents used to do that with me too, they would always look me in the eyes and say 'Are. You. Okay?' and when I snapped out of it I just smiled and nodded and the confused looks on their faces, it was hilarious." She tilted her head a bit to the ground closing her eyes "It was always like that until they died." She opened her eyes, shook her head and smiled back up at the tom "But honestly I'd much rather not get into that, what's your family like?"

[Madelaine]

Orchidleaf let out a slightly louder laugh as well at that then sighed, a smile still on her face "Yeah, my parents used to do that with me too, they would always look me in the eyes and say 'Are. You. Okay?' and when I snapped out of it I just smiled and nodded and the confused looks on their faces, it was hilarious." She tilted her head a bit to the ground closing her eyes "It was always like that until they died." She opened her eyes, shook her head and smiled back up at the tom "But honestly I'd much rather not get into that, what's your family like?"

Meadowclaw looked at her, growing embarrassed that he was talking about his family. "My family's a bit complicated to be honest. My father comes around every once and a while and my mother's always with her new mate all the time, but I guess we're still a family and I look up to her new mate as if he was my real father even though he's five moons younger than my mom.", he meowed.

[Vexing]

Meadowclaw looked at her, growing embarrassed that he was talking about his family. "My family's a bit complicated to be honest. My father comes around every once and a while and my mother's always with her new mate all the time, but I guess we're still a family and I look up to her new mate as if he was my real father even though he's five moons younger than my mom.", he meowed.
She chuckled a bit and smiled brightly "Yeah, you're right, that does sound a bit complicated but you know it's also quite interesting." She leaned forward a bit, her eyes glowing like she had a million questions she wanted to ask but couldn't decide which one to ask first "I've never met many cats with such an uncommon family like yours and if you wouldn't mind I actually want to know more. I've tried asking a few other cats who had families like yours but I always felt like I was being rude for asking but with you I feel like I can." It was true, this tom made her feel somewhat safe with his calm demeanor, smooth voice, and fluffy gray fur which even though she couldn't feel it, she could just see how soft it'd feel. She retracted her head and gave the tom a nervous laugh as she said "Sorry if that's a bit rude."

[Tundra]

Littlebud halted as the blood trail lead to a half-eaten rabbit. He sniffed the carcass, and was alarmed by a faint scent of fox lingering on the prey. "There's fox scent on it," he reported to his Clanmate. "Meaning it could be somewhere in the territory." He stood up and straightened.

Snowsong narrowed her eyes a bit. "Well, we've checked the borders.." She glanced over her shoulder one last time before sharking her head. "So, I think we have two options right now. We could return to camp immediately and tell Lionstorm about this, or, we could go after the fox and see if it left the territory."

Apologies for the late reply.

[gemini]

Sulking along on the Riverclan side was a golden molly, her amber gaze somber as the anger seethed within. She wasn’t one to hunt alone, or to get this far from camp without orders, yet here she was. Avoiding skyclan in her own camp. As she looked around she could see no other cats yet the putrid ThunderClan scent filled her nose as her honey eyes reflected the green her long and fluffy coat standing on end making the broad shouldered cat look large, far larger then the average Riverclanner. It was still green-leaf but the crisp air of leaf-fall wasn’t far behind on the wind as the breeze ruffled her pelt as she began to mutter walking away, lost in her own thoughts. She was happy to be alone for at least a little while, the trek to the edges of the territory suddenly seemed unforgiving, and angering in a way as she placed another paw on the wetlands as she moved away from the border a bit more. Looking around her thoughts began to regain themselves on what she had left camp to do, she sat down for a moment, biting her claws, getting the dirt out, until she was back at camp that would be the only thing she would allow herself to put in her mouth.
She arched her back in a stretch standing up before beginning to look for the slightest sign of a mouse.
BILL.

[BEAR.]

"What are you doing?" Lionstorm's voice was a low growl as he approached Honeychirp, ears flattened back. He'd been looking for her for patrols, and what was she up to? Standing around being useless. "For someone so insistent on skirting actual patrolling, you sure seem keen to be unproductive. We've been looking for you for half the morning."

Had he known she decided to skip camp and play warrior near the border, he wouldn't have bothered.
Gemini

[BEAR.]

With Willowwings and Lambdream in tow, Lionstorm wasted no time in heading out of camp after the other patrols departed. For the moment, he was in a pretty good mood-- there were a lot of good cats out on patrol, and he felt like things would work out for once.

"It's nice ThunderClan has been keeping to themselves," he commented as they neared the scent markers. "It'd be a pain if they were trying to move the borders like those slimeball ShadowClan cats."
CloverFlame, Rosemew

[gemini]

as the golden molly looked up she felt the shock run through her veins at the slurry of insults being thrown at her all at once as she tried to piece together what the other cat had just said. As she looked behind her she saw the deputy approaching her with her paw behind her ear her honey eyes narrowed at him. “Well I’m so sorry that I wanted to hunt before patrols were assigned.” She said not looking at him her eyes rolling back.
As she slowly made eye contact with Lionstorm Honeychirp widened her eyes all the way “and hello to you too sir.” She said very chipper as she tends to be trying to keep her head high now that she really was talking to one of the cats that mattered in the clan
BILL.

[furrensic]

With Willowwings and Lambdream in tow, Lionstorm wasted no time in heading out of camp after the other patrols departed. For the moment, he was in a pretty good mood-- there were a lot of good cats out on patrol, and he felt like things would work out for once.

"It's nice ThunderClan has been keeping to themselves," he commented as they neared the scent markers. "It'd be a pain if they were trying to move the borders like those slimeball ShadowClan cats."
CloverFlame, Rosemew
CloverFlame
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The white molly winced slightly at the insult of shadowclan cats. But she only nodded slightly, walking a bit ahead with a flick of her tail. "Not all shadowclan cats are slimeballs." she replied, but started to regret it soon after. She supposed she could fix it with adding on. "But some are," she shrugged, checking some of the markers ahead.

[CloverFlame]

With Willowwings and Lambdream in tow, Lionstorm wasted no time in heading out of camp after the other patrols departed. For the moment, he was in a pretty good mood-- there were a lot of good cats out on patrol, and he felt like things would work out for once.

"It's nice ThunderClan has been keeping to themselves," he commented as they neared the scent markers. "It'd be a pain if they were trying to move the borders like those slimeball ShadowClan cats."
CloverFlame, Rosemew

CloverFlame
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The white molly winced slightly at the insult of shadowclan cats. But she only nodded slightly, walking a bit ahead with a flick of her tail. "Not all shadowclan cats are slimeballs." she replied, but started to regret it soon after. She supposed she could fix it with adding on. "But some are," she shrugged, checking some of the markers ahead.

Willowwings listened quietly at Lionstorm’s commentary of the clans that shared their borders with Riverclan. She quietly had disdain for all other clans, but she secretly admired the deputy’s open way of showing his opinion of the other clans.
Willowwings flicked her tail with a hint of irritation at Lambdream’s remarks, she knew many cats today tolerated and even encouraged cross clan friendships, but she knew those friendships usually lead to disloyalty, “Maybe not all, but definitely most,” She muttered quietly to herself.

[BEAR.]

Lionstorm was quick to whirl on Lambdream, his eyes narrowed as he stared down the pale she-cat. "After the way they've treated our Clan repeatedly, they're all slime-balls who deserve whatever hell comes their way. RiverClan has tolerated enough of the nonsense of the other Clans, and it's time we stop being pushovers when they're walking all over us. Don't let your heart rule your mind, Lambdream."

There were some instances where friendships in other Clans were fine, but their own Clan always came first. Always. If his Clan-mates wanted to defend the actions of the cats who sought to take their home again, they were no better than their aggressors.
Rosemew, CloverFlame

[furrensic]

Lionstorm was quick to whirl on Lambdream, his eyes narrowed as he stared down the pale she-cat. "After the way they've treated our Clan repeatedly, they're all slime-balls who deserve whatever hell comes their way. RiverClan has tolerated enough of the nonsense of the other Clans, and it's time we stop being pushovers when they're walking all over us. Don't let your heart rule your mind, Lambdream."

There were some instances where friendships in other Clans were fine, but their own Clan always came first. Always. If his Clan-mates wanted to defend the actions of the cats who sought to take their home again, they were no better than their aggressors.
Rosemew, CloverFlame
CloverFlame
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Lambdream wanted to do nothing more than give the harsh deputy a smack. Every clan had their faults, but it seemed that wasn't the case with Lionstorm. He seemed to hold a grudge against every clan except his own. Can't this tom show some kindness onve and awhile? she thought, simply narrowing her eyes at the golden tom before replying. "I assume you've never met a nice shadowclan feline? They do exist Lionstorm. But believe what you want." Her own apprentice was originally from shadowclan, and was nothing but a sweetheart trying to get comfortable in a new clan.
"Back onto the patrol."

[Doom]

Dipper

Shifting through the burnt, charcoal-littered undergrowth, Graypaw eyed the lit clearing. It was hard to see through all the smoke, and he was noseblind to all the different fumes; ranging between the fire, unfamiliar territory, and the rain. It made him uneasy, to say the least, but luckily that means his scent would be covered, too. No...their scents. He kept glancing over his shoulder to check if the smaller apprentice, Fawnpaw, was still trailing close behind him. He wasn't used to going on adventures with another cat. It sort of felt like a handicap, but Graypaw tried to be more positive about it. After all, Fawnpaw seemed like a good adventurer. So far.

They stopped behind a fallen tree, taking cover. “This seems like a safe spot to watch,” Graypaw whispered, peeking over the log. The fire died slowly in front of them, leaving embers that sparkled like stars along the forest floor. Only the sound of crackling wood and the hiss of the gentle rain could be heard between them. Yep. It was beautiful, yet...eerie. Maybe this wasnt something he wanted to admire. He kept looking between the clearing and Fawnpaw, unsure what to say. To break the tension, Graypaw attempted at making conversation - something he rarely did. “So, uh...why’d you wanna come?”

[Fawn]

Dipper

Shifting through the burnt, charcoal-littered undergrowth, Graypaw eyed the lit clearing. It was hard to see through all the smoke, and he was noseblind to all the different fumes; ranging between the fire, unfamiliar territory, and the rain. It made him uneasy, to say the least, but luckily that means his scent would be covered, too. No...their scents. He kept glancing over his shoulder to check if the smaller apprentice, Fawnpaw, was still trailing close behind him. He wasn't used to going on adventures with another cat. It sort of felt like a handicap, but Graypaw tried to be more positive about it. After all, Fawnpaw seemed like a good adventurer. So far.

They stopped behind a fallen tree, taking cover. “This seems like a safe spot to watch,” Graypaw whispered, peeking over the log. The fire died slowly in front of them, leaving embers that sparkled like stars along the forest floor. Only the sound of crackling wood and the hiss of the gentle rain could be heard between them. Yep. It was beautiful, yet...eerie. Maybe this wasnt something he wanted to admire. He kept looking between the clearing and Fawnpaw, unsure what to say. To break the tension, Graypaw attempted at making conversation - something he rarely did. “So, uh...why’d you wanna come?”
Jaw clenched as he trekked forward, Fawnpaw's legs were similar to their surroundings in that they were both burning. He hadn't realized they'd be going this far into ThunderClan but kept eerily silent to maintain their cover, and less consciously, because he was distracted by the sights and smells of a forest fire fighting against the downpour. It was spectacular in a dangerously beautiful manner. Enrapturing, yet with the power to kill. It wasn't all inspiring and aesthetic, though: Fawnpaw suppressed a cough from the tickle in his throat rising, growing unbearable with his excessively watery eyes. If he'd known venturing into a territory of smoke and embers would be this physically uncomfortable, he might've rethought his decision to inquire about it.

However, he could sense Graypaw's checks even if he never confirmed his suspicions through catching him in the act. Fawnpaw didn't falter, pace strong and chin held high in the spirit of adventure. Luckily, his over-ambitious facade didn't have time to slip since they were coming to a halt behind the tree.

Watching at Graypaw's side, Fawnpaw's gaze was glittering with interest as he took in the sight of a charred landscape. "It's... weird to think this was a camp," he mumbled, haunted by the thought of cats breathing their last gasp here and filling their lungs with the ashy air. "Y'know, it's kind of coincidental-- ThunderClan had a lot of.. um, fiery leaders. Like Ashstar, Burningstar, Passionstar." Fawnpaw peered to Graypaw, teetering on uncertainty. "Sorry, I guess that was maybe..." he trailed off and shook his head. Boring, insensitive? His information-geared mind hadn't considered that Graypaw might not want to hear the silly things he deemed intriguing.

When asked why he wanted to come, Fawnpaw blinked, not expecting the question. "I don't know. Curiosity?" But that wasn't good enough, not to Fawnpaw. So he took a breath that left him feeling more lightheaded before and tried again, "It's.. this dumb thing--don't laugh," but Fawnpaw himself let out a nervous chuckle, "wanting to experience stuff because I think it'll make me more like a warrior, but honestly? It just makes me realize how much of a kit I am." Like what they were seeing here, the devastation and tragedy. He felt tiny and unequipped in comparison, had no idea how he'd cope if this was RiverClan's camp instead of ThunderClan's.

[Doom]

Jaw clenched as he trekked forward, Fawnpaw's legs were similar to their surroundings in that they were both burning. He hadn't realized they'd be going this far into ThunderClan but kept eerily silent to maintain their cover, and less consciously, because he was distracted by the sights and smells of a forest fire fighting against the downpour. It was spectacular in a dangerously beautiful manner. Enrapturing, yet with the power to kill. It wasn't all inspiring and aesthetic, though: Fawnpaw suppressed a cough from the tickle in his throat rising, growing unbearable with his excessively watery eyes. If he'd known venturing into a territory of smoke and embers would be this physically uncomfortable, he might've rethought his decision to inquire about it.

However, he could sense Graypaw's checks even if he never confirmed his suspicions through catching him in the act. Fawnpaw didn't falter, pace strong and chin held high in the spirit of adventure. Luckily, his over-ambitious facade didn't have time to slip since they were coming to a halt behind the tree.

Watching at Graypaw's side, Fawnpaw's gaze was glittering with interest as he took in the sight of a charred landscape. "It's... weird to think this was a camp," he mumbled, haunted by the thought of cats breathing their last gasp here and filling their lungs with the ashy air. "Y'know, it's kind of coincidental-- ThunderClan had a lot of.. um, fiery leaders. Like Ashstar, Burningstar, Passionstar." Fawnpaw peered to Graypaw, teetering on uncertainty. "Sorry, I guess that was maybe..." he trailed off and shook his head. Boring, insensitive? His information-geared mind hadn't considered that Graypaw might not want to hear the silly things he deemed intriguing.

When asked why he wanted to come, Fawnpaw blinked, not expecting the question. "I don't know. Curiosity?" But that wasn't good enough, not to Fawnpaw. So he took a breath that left him feeling more lightheaded before and tried again, "It's.. this dumb thing--don't laugh," but Fawnpaw himself let out a nervous chuckle, "wanting to experience stuff because I think it'll make me more like a warrior, but honestly? It just makes me realize how much of a kit I am." Like what they were seeing here, the devastation and tragedy. He felt tiny and unequipped in comparison, had no idea how he'd cope if this was RiverClan's camp instead of ThunderClan's.

Graypaw kept his eyes on the fire, but an ear angled on Fawnpaw. While the observation was humorous, Graypaw couldn't react due to the tension. He gave an absentminded nod, not exactly sure how to reply. “That is pretty weird.” The silver tabby blinked. Mousedung. That was a good chance to lighten the mood and he blew it. Maybe he was too stiff? They were technically at a crime scene, so perhaps he had a right to be so. But he wanted to relax. This was supposed to be fun!

As Fawnpaw answered his question, Graypaw coughed out a little laugh, despite Fawnpaw’s request. “If you were a kit, I wouldn't have let you come.” He gave Fawnpaw a quick scan. “Though I wouldn't be surprised if you were one.” Looking back at the glittering scenery, Graypaw smiled. “Also, I don't think being adventurous makes you less of a warrior. Being a warrior isn't measured by responsibility, despite what our elders and mentors say...” Graypaw trailed off, thinking he said too much. Surely Fawnpaw didn't care to hear about his philosophical ramblings.

Unsure of what to say next, he gave his pelt a good shake. While he did enjoy the water, he hated how heavy it felt against his thick fur. Dragging his eyes away from Fawnpaw, he looked up at the sky, realizing some of the smoke has cleared. Silverpelt could be seen between the crevasses of the rainclouds. “I do feel pity for ThunderClan, but I think this rain is a good omen for them.”

[Fawn]

Graypaw kept his eyes on the fire, but an ear angled on Fawnpaw. While the observation was humorous, Graypaw couldn't react due to the tension. He gave an absentminded nod, not exactly sure how to reply. “That is pretty weird.” The silver tabby blinked. Mousedung. That was a good chance to lighten the mood and he blew it. Maybe he was too stiff? They were technically at a crime scene, so perhaps he had a right to be so. But he wanted to relax. This was supposed to be fun!

As Fawnpaw answered his question, Graypaw coughed out a little laugh, despite Fawnpaw’s request. “If you were a kit, I wouldn't have let you come.” He gave Fawnpaw a quick scan. “Though I wouldn't be surprised if you were one.” Looking back at the glittering scenery, Graypaw smiled. “Also, I don't think being adventurous makes you less of a warrior. Being a warrior isn't measured by responsibility, despite what our elders and mentors say...” Graypaw trailed off, thinking he said too much. Surely Fawnpaw didn't care to hear about his philosophical ramblings.

Unsure of what to say next, he gave his pelt a good shake. While he did enjoy the water, he hated how heavy it felt against his thick fur. Dragging his eyes away from Fawnpaw, he looked up at the sky, realizing some of the smoke has cleared. Silverpelt could be seen between the crevasses of the rainclouds. “I do feel pity for ThunderClan, but I think this rain is a good omen for them.”
Fawnpaw's faint smile shifted into an apologetic grimace in hopes he hadn't made Graypaw uncomfortable with the observation, noting his less-than-enthusiastic reply. Not everyone was going to be into the oddities that he found fascinating.

Mood lightening at his comment, he considered the logical error in that: if he happened to be a kit, Graypaw would've been one too. "Yeah, and I probably wouldn't have taken no for an answer either," he mumbled, then guessed maybe not much had changed there. A huff of feigned offense burst from him at the implication. "That's bold coming from an apprentice whose tail makes up half their size." At least Fawnpaw didn't have that to worry about with his little puff of a tail.

"If it was, I'm not sure you'd ever get your name," he said casually, sparing Graypaw a sideways glance before he returned to viewing the wreckage that burned his lungs with the aftermath of an inferno. The rain thickened the air, creating a downcast and melancholy chill. "If it was based on how many times you broke the rules, though..." That was where he trailed off, a touch too knowingly to be mere speculation, yet it was in good humor.

Fawnpaw let out a little hum, contemplative. He didn't buy into omens and the belief systems, but it was intriguing to think about. "Is it?" he wondered aloud, inquisitive. "Anything even the slightest bit kinder than death after having this... giant fire ruin their entire camp and territory seems like it'd be a good omen for them."

[Doom]

Fawnpaw's faint smile shifted into an apologetic grimace in hopes he hadn't made Graypaw uncomfortable with the observation, noting his less-than-enthusiastic reply. Not everyone was going to be into the oddities that he found fascinating.

Mood lightening at his comment, he considered the logical error in that: if he happened to be a kit, Graypaw would've been one too. "Yeah, and I probably wouldn't have taken no for an answer either," he mumbled, then guessed maybe not much had changed there. A huff of feigned offense burst from him at the implication. "That's bold coming from an apprentice whose tail makes up half their size." At least Fawnpaw didn't have that to worry about with his little puff of a tail.

"If it was, I'm not sure you'd ever get your name," he said casually, sparing Graypaw a sideways glance before he returned to viewing the wreckage that burned his lungs with the aftermath of an inferno. The rain thickened the air, creating a downcast and melancholy chill. "If it was based on how many times you broke the rules, though..." That was where he trailed off, a touch too knowingly to be mere speculation, yet it was in good humor.

Fawnpaw let out a little hum, contemplative. He didn't buy into omens and the belief systems, but it was intriguing to think about. "Is it?" he wondered aloud, inquisitive. "Anything even the slightest bit kinder than death after having this... giant fire ruin their entire camp and territory seems like it'd be a good omen for them."

“Hey!” Graypaw shot a wrinkled glare, teasingly flicking some raindrops off his tail at Fawnpaw. “At least I have a tail.” Luckily, his fur was too wet to rise in embarrassment, but he still felt the heat. Graypaw was not exactly ashamed of his tail. If anything, he took pride in it; and it was obvious by the way he still held it straight in the air, despite their attempt to stay undercover. Fawnpaw should have more respect for his tail, Graypaw thought.

He was interested in Fawnpaw’s comment, expression softening with a humored glow in his eyes. “How would responsibility alone get you a warrior name?” He paused to give Fawnpaw a chance to ponder. “You could be the most devoted apprentice on the planet - follow all the rules, serve all your clanmates, and train twice as hard. But that won't make you a warrior if you lack the skill and heart of it.” Graypaw started thoughtfully at the dying fire. The rain had killed most of it now, it was no longer roaring along with the rain. He lowered his voice. “I mean, we’re named after what makes us stand out, right? None of us would be uniquely named if everybody followed the rules.”

Graypaw nodded at Fawnpaw’s wondering. “Yeah. The Clans have been through worse in the past. I’m sure they’ll recover.”

[Fawn]

“Hey!” Graypaw shot a wrinkled glare, teasingly flicking some raindrops off his tail at Fawnpaw. “At least I have a tail.” Luckily, his fur was too wet to rise in embarrassment, but he still felt the heat. Graypaw was not exactly ashamed of his tail. If anything, he took pride in it; and it was obvious by the way he still held it straight in the air, despite their attempt to stay undercover. Fawnpaw should have more respect for his tail, Graypaw thought.

He was interested in Fawnpaw’s comment, expression softening with a humored glow in his eyes. “How would responsibility alone get you a warrior name?” He paused to give Fawnpaw a chance to ponder. “You could be the most devoted apprentice on the planet - follow all the rules, serve all your clanmates, and train twice as hard. But that won't make you a warrior if you lack the skill and heart of it.” Graypaw started thoughtfully at the dying fire. The rain had killed most of it now, it was no longer roaring along with the rain. He lowered his voice. “I mean, we’re named after what makes us stand out, right? None of us would be uniquely named if everybody followed the rules.”

Graypaw nodded at Fawnpaw’s wondering. “Yeah. The Clans have been through worse in the past. I’m sure they’ll recover.”
Fawnpaw scrunched his nose at the flurry of incoming raindrops, somehow awakening a tickle that caused him to sneeze, quick and brief with an uncanny similarity to a kitten's. He shot a look at Graypaw as if daring him to comment, already sensing the elaboration that'd tie into his earlier remark about how he could be a kit. Eager to move along, he replied, "You have a penchant for recklessness too, but I don't see you bragging about that."

Raising an eyebrow, he inquired sarcastically, "I'm guessing you haven't met Shiverpetal?" Responsible, maybe. Skilled and spirited? Yikes. More seriously, he went on to speculate, "I think it's more of a foundation, y'know? Without the responsibility... skill and heart don't really mean anything, but responsibility can lead to building those." While he did fancy theoretical wonderings, it possessed a personal element as well -- Fawnpaw's curiosity was the sole reason he wasn't the dutiful apprentice that Graypaw described.

The claim regarding names had him skeptical since it was easily challenged, but he wasn't compelled to genuinely argue it. "I don't think whether you follow the rules or not is going to matter in your case, Graytail," Fawnpaw teased, light-hearted with a puff of an exhale-laugh. The banter lowered the morbid tension surrounding them as they voyeuristically watched one of ThunderClan's darker moments, but he was still acutely aware of it.

"How do you think they'll live in that? I doubt the prey's going to be there. And... there's hardly any shelter left."

[Doom]

Fawnpaw scrunched his nose at the flurry of incoming raindrops, somehow awakening a tickle that caused him to sneeze, quick and brief with an uncanny similarity to a kitten's. He shot a look at Graypaw as if daring him to comment, already sensing the elaboration that'd tie into his earlier remark about how he could be a kit. Eager to move along, he replied, "You have a penchant for recklessness too, but I don't see you bragging about that."

Raising an eyebrow, he inquired sarcastically, "I'm guessing you haven't met Shiverpetal?" Responsible, maybe. Skilled and spirited? Yikes. More seriously, he went on to speculate, "I think it's more of a foundation, y'know? Without the responsibility... skill and heart don't really mean anything, but responsibility can lead to building those." While he did fancy theoretical wonderings, it possessed a personal element as well -- Fawnpaw's curiosity was the sole reason he wasn't the dutiful apprentice that Graypaw described.

The claim regarding names had him skeptical since it was easily challenged, but he wasn't compelled to genuinely argue it. "I don't think whether you follow the rules or not is going to matter in your case, Graytail," Fawnpaw teased, light-hearted with a puff of an exhale-laugh. The banter lowered the morbid tension surrounding them as they voyeuristically watched one of ThunderClan's darker moments, but he was still acutely aware of it.

"How do you think they'll live in that? I doubt the prey's going to be there. And... there's hardly any shelter left."

(im sorry for ending it short, but we could continue their talk in rc territory if you’d like!)

Graypaw rolled his eyes. “If you say so.” He found himself amused with Fawnpaw’s insistent replies. The tom had wit, that’s for sure, and it made it easier for him to keep interest in the conversation. His reactions were easy to play off of, despite how painfully bashful they are. Then again, Graypaw had never been a master of conversation himself. Their views seemed on completely different spectrums, but that’s what interested him. It’s boring when everyone sees the same thing. The stiffness of his tail slumped into a relaxed curl. He was enjoying himself.

When Fawnpaw asked if he ever met Shiverpetal, Graypaw shrugged. “Of course not. I don't get sick, Fawnpelt.” The gray apprentice chuckled, his mood lightening. “But I see your point. I guess everybody has their own definition of what makes a good warrior.” A gentle smile melts his normally stoic expression. “Or maybe our leaders are just bad at giving names.”

Gazing back at the now extinguished flame, Graypaw stood. “Have some faith in them, Fawnpaw. I don't know how they’ll recover, but I’m sure they’ll be alright. After all, ShadowClan has it worse than them...in a way.” The negative air must’ve finally reached him, because now there was a rock in his stomach. Maybe it was wrong of them to sit back and “admire” this natural tragedy. Fire was feared by all Clans, after all. Graypaw wouldn't know how to cope if this were his own territory.

He looked back at Fawnpaw, hoping that he considered his optimism. "At least we can always rely on hope." Releasing a forlorn sigh, Graypaw turned back into the comfort of RiverClan’s territory, signaling Fawnpaw to follow. “Let's not stay here any longer. We may be irresponsible, but we could at least show some respect.”

[CloverFlame]

Lionstorm was quick to whirl on Lambdream, his eyes narrowed as he stared down the pale she-cat. "After the way they've treated our Clan repeatedly, they're all slime-balls who deserve whatever hell comes their way. RiverClan has tolerated enough of the nonsense of the other Clans, and it's time we stop being pushovers when they're walking all over us. Don't let your heart rule your mind, Lambdream."

There were some instances where friendships in other Clans were fine, but their own Clan always came first. Always. If his Clan-mates wanted to defend the actions of the cats who sought to take their home again, they were no better than their aggressors.
Rosemew, CloverFlame

CloverFlame
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Lambdream wanted to do nothing more than give the harsh deputy a smack. Every clan had their faults, but it seemed that wasn't the case with Lionstorm. He seemed to hold a grudge against every clan except his own. Can't this tom show some kindness onve and awhile? she thought, simply narrowing her eyes at the golden tom before replying. "I assume you've never met a nice shadowclan feline? They do exist Lionstorm. But believe what you want." Her own apprentice was originally from shadowclan, and was nothing but a sweetheart trying to get comfortable in a new clan.
"Back onto the patrol."

Willowwings quietly agreed with Lionstorm, but began to feel rather awkward caught between the cats’ argument. With a shake of her head, she quickly tried to change the subject,
“Er, maybe we should continue along now?” Flicking her tail, the molly started along the border once more, hoping the other two would follow.

[MoonStar2019]

Somewhere between Thunderclan and Riverclan lies a rouge named Moon. Moon wanders the territory between them as she came from the outskirts of the forest, she had never seen a place as beautiful as this.

[BEAR.]

"If you like ShadowClan so much, why don't you join them?" Lionstorm's voice was harsh, cold as his unrelenting gaze bore into Lambdream. "Their Clan has caused us nothing but trouble. They refused to accept responsibility for their actions and have paid the price for their arrogance-- do you disagree?" To be blunt, he was annoyed by this she-cat. "Have you forgotten your Clan comes first, Lambdream, or are you blinded by your friendships outside of our Clan? If it came to a battle with ShadowClan, could you stand against those precious ShadowClan felines you seem insistent on defending?"

Lionstorm wasn't going to step down, fur bristled. At the moment, this was more important than resuming the patrol-- he needed to know if they could even trust Lambdream as a Clan-mate or not. "Willowwings, we'll catch up to you in a moment." Or at least he would, because he was loyal to RiverClan.
CloverFlame, Rosemew

[Dust]

Dipper PokeCat Rosemew CasperCreates

Frostflight would only simply hum in amusement as the patrol talked among themselves. It wasn't until the patrol reached the border that Frostflight felt his heart drop. Complete sorrow washed over him in such an abundant wave that he stumbled upon seeing the charred and desolate territory that was once quite a beautiful forest. The remaining ash burned at his eyes and throat, pulling a small cough from his lungs.

"We're lucky," a solemn meow sounded from him, "That the fire didn't jump into our territory..." Icy blue eyes fluttered across the territory, taking notice of patches here and there of moss or grass... the rest of the ground was black as night - each pawstep kicking up dust and leaves. Even the dirt seemed charred. Frostflight shook his head with a sigh. He was beginning to believe that Lionstorm had done this from the good of his heart - Frostflight felt the same. He wasn't fond of Thunderclan... but he wouldn't want them to burn like this. No prey on this side of the border meant they would stray into theirs... for supplies too. "Let's keep moving, if we see a patrol, try to get their attention. If we make it to their camp, let me go in first to speak with Flintspirit. I don't anticipate that Thunderclan will be pleased to see us..." Taking lead in the patrol, Frostflight made sure to follow the most recent and strong scent line. Surely it would bring them to their makeshift camp.

[Can move this into Thunderclan territory if needed, wanted to have them crossing over the border :) ]

[furrensic]

BILL.CloverFlame
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Lambdream was quick to narrow her eyes at the golden tom, turning slightly to look at him. Her eyes only narrowed more at him asking the question. She may like shadowclan, but that didn't mean she'd leave her own clan! Her tail gave a slight lash , waiting until he got finished. "And have we done nothing bad?" She asked , raising a brow at the deputy. All clans had their faults, and though shadowclan did have a lot, like Lionstorm had pointed , she'd still sympathize the clan. They had lost their leader and deputy!
Turning to Willowwings, she spoke up. "No need, Willowwings, were continuing on now." She meowed , turning back to fully face the other molly.
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CasperCreates - Dust - Dipper - PokeCat
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The sight of the territory had made a shiver run down his spine, frowning at the charred , lifeless , bare land. This was terrible! Oakflame felt his frown deepen , taking a few pawsteps over the border, the dusty dirt seemingly clinging onto his paws. At Frostflights words, he gave an approving nod. They were lucky! If the fire spread to their territory...he could only imagine how badly hurt both clans would be.

"This is worse than i imagined.." The tabby mumbled, continuing to walk over the border , now having a slow pace as he watched the dust fly up. It was like...everything disappeared! He couldn't see any prey at all, and he wondered how the poor thunderclanners looked.
He shook the depressing thought away , taking in a small breath. They were here to help the clan , and now, they were here. It wouldn't be long until they'd enter the camp, and be able to help repair dens.

[|+sari+|]

It was a scorching hot day once again,. The heat just didn't want to let up. For the large tom padding along the border, this was torture to his long furred pelt. He growled and swiped a mouse off of the ground, flinging it into the air before flinging it away. The rodent scrambled away, squealing in fear. The tom, who went by the name Jaguartooth, has been feeling hostile and upset ever since Lightpaw, the love of his life, had died. He's been grieving for so long, for many moons, yet he still hadn't gotten over it. He was even more stressed out now that the fire had raged through his Clan's camp, causing his Clan to live in the territory instead. Great StarClan! How much more will I have to suffer?! suddenly a feminine scent of a she-cat fill led his nose, and he caught sight of a tail above some bushes. He made out a pair of eyes staring at him. Not up to chasing anyone away, he sighed and called out, "Who's there? It's okay, I won't hurt you."

Delta there we go! Finally c:

[Freesia]

It was a scorching hot day once again,. The heat just didn't want to let up. For the large tom padding along the border, this was torture to his long furred pelt. He growled and swiped a mouse off of the ground, flinging it into the air before flinging it away. The rodent scrambled away, squealing in fear. The tom, who went by the name Jaguartooth, has been feeling hostile and upset ever since Lightpaw, the love of his life, had died. He's been grieving for so long, for many moons, yet he still hadn't gotten over it. He was even more stressed out now that the fire had raged through his Clan's camp, causing his Clan to live in the territory instead. Great StarClan! How much more will I have to suffer?! suddenly a feminine scent of a she-cat fill led his nose, and he caught sight of a tail above some bushes. He made out a pair of eyes staring at him. Not up to chasing anyone away, he sighed and called out, "Who's there? It's okay, I won't hurt you."

Delta there we go! Finally c:

Zinniaspark padded along the ThunderClan border, simply appreciating nature. She was supposed to be hunting, but she'd gotten a little sidetracked by the beauty of nature and suddenly found herself all the way at the border. Whenever she was appreciating nature, she tended to have tunnel-vision, only seeing, hearing, smelling, etc. whatever was in front of her, so she didn't notice the scent of another cat coming from the other side of the border. When a tom's voice rang out, the she-cat yelped and jumped back. "Oh, uh, hi!" she chirped, still a little startled. She wasn't really expecting anyone else to be out here this time of day. It was a rather warm day, which didn't go well with her thick, long fur. The large molly looked the ThunderClan warrior up and down. He seemed to be...troubled. She tilted her head in curiosity.

[|+sari+|]

Zinniaspark padded along the ThunderClan border, simply appreciating nature. She was supposed to be hunting, but she'd gotten a little sidetracked by the beauty of nature and suddenly found herself all the way at the border. Whenever she was appreciating nature, she tended to have tunnel-vision, only seeing, hearing, smelling, etc. whatever was in front of her, so she didn't notice the scent of another cat coming from the other side of the border. When a tom's voice rang out, the she-cat yelped and jumped back. "Oh, uh, hi!" she chirped, still a little startled. She wasn't really expecting anyone else to be out here this time of day. It was a rather warm day, which didn't go well with her thick, long fur. The large molly looked the ThunderClan warrior up and down. He seemed to be...troubled. She tilted her head in curiosity.


Jaguartooth frowned, looking the she-cat up and down before sitting back, tail tip flickering, amber orbs narrowed. "What are you doing here?," he said abruptly, tilting his head to one side. He shook his head, abruptly standing up. "You know what? It doesn't matter." he made his way over to her, giving her a curious sniff. He grunted and took a pawstep back. Then realizing he was towering over her due to his large size, he apologised, "I'm sorry, I sometimes... forget how much bigger I am compared to... others." he lazily groomed a paw, before pausing to gaze at her again. What was he forgetting? Oh, right. Introductions. "Sorry for my being rude. My name's Jaguartooth. What would yours be?" he gazed out over the ground, watching the sun dapple it like honey. He smiled, before turning back to the she cat, silently awaiting an answer from her.

[Freesia]

Jaguartooth frowned, looking the she-cat up and down before sitting back, tail tip flickering, amber orbs narrowed. "What are you doing here?," he said abruptly, tilting his head to one side. He shook his head, abruptly standing up. "You know what? It doesn't matter." he made his way over to her, giving her a curious sniff. He grunted and took a pawstep back. Then realizing he was towering over her due to his large size, he apologised, "I'm sorry, I sometimes... forget how much bigger I am compared to... others." he lazily groomed a paw, before pausing to gaze at her again. What was he forgetting? Oh, right. Introductions. "Sorry for my being rude. My name's Jaguartooth. What would yours be?" he gazed out over the ground, watching the sun dapple it like honey. He smiled, before turning back to the she cat, silently awaiting an answer from her.

Zinniaspark watched in curiosity as the warrior came closer. She was surprised that he wasn't upset or suspicious she was so close to the border. Her pelt grew hot--well, hotter than it already was--when he came close. "Oh, no, you're fine!" she insisted. "I'm usually towering over others, too! You're a little bigger than me, though..." She chuckled a little at her own comment. "I'm Zinniaspark," she answered. "So, why are you out by the border? It's so hot out!" Hopefully the small talk would help to distract him from the fact that she was hunting close to the border.

[BEAR.]

"Our Clan has never done anything wrong. And if you think otherwise, perhaps you should reconsider your allegiance." Tail lashing with irritation, Lionstorm narrowed his eyes at Lambdream before his attention focused on Willowwings and he approached the border.

The scent markers were unsurprisingly stale, and he made quick work of marking over them. "Let's go back to camp. Watch yourself, Lambdream."

Rosemew, CloverFlame

[ENDING IT HERE -- otherwise it'll never end]

[Fuzzy]

Fuzzyfeline|Dirtfur

Chickadeequip followed at a low gallop, his narrowed eyes against the buffeting breeze, a smirk crested on his off-white muzzle as the wind whistled through his silky fur. Now this, he thought grandly, Is what a cat dreams for.

| Haunted Fuzzyfeline|

Dirtfur noticed Chickadeequiq's yawn, suggesting that the warrior is tired; although, the other warrior's eyes sparkled with interests about something. Twisting his head to Angelwing and pricked his ears as the she-cat's cool reply. "Hm. I'm pretty sure I noticed that already." he meowed. Not a good comeback, Dirtfur thought, but he tried. Turning back to Chickadeequiq he replied, "Yes, we shall," Dirtfur looked up at the light blue sky, he added a note. "no more time-wasting now, c'mon." Dirtfur bounded away out of camp not looking back if the others are coming.

(late but we have to get this done. Plus I think this is the right border honestly don't remember)

Lashing out her tail at Dirtfurs reply Angelwing once again wished some other cat was leader of the patrol. Someone like her. Or at least a warrior who had experience. Maybe she was prideful maybe she was just being a picky jerk it was hard to tell.
Following the toms out of the clearing and over to the border the long haired molly decided she'd just test to see how well he did. Then based on that she'd decide how he was to be treated. Same for Chikadee what ever. She couldn't remember his name.
Not bothering to wait on instructions Angel began checking around the fallen limbs and trees. "We have to mark the border even if there is debris in the way." She informed still focused on the border.

[Dirtfur]

@Haunted Fuzzyfeline

The cold breeze flattened Dirtfur's whiskers and nuzzle fur as the brown tabby bounded towards the border that split the Riverclan and ThunderClan. He slowed down his pace to match Angelwing's. Opening his jaw, Dirtfur swings his head slowly to find any scent. ThunderClan's markings are a tail-length away. The she-cat warrior was right, the warriors still need to mark her border even if there are still rubbish everywhere.
Dirtfur hadn't seen anything out of the ordinary. A few small prey are in the burnt ground. That could mean the area is growing back, the brown warrior thought. After marking the borders, Dirtfur turned to Chickadeequip and asked, "Found anything unusual?" He turned his gaze to Angelwing, expecting what she also found.

[Haunted]

A..fallen tree?

Chickadeequip had trotted off to mark the Northern side of the border, his footsteps muffled by grey ash heaped over this side. The Thunderclanners (or as the tom thought of them) had taken a hard blow to their territory, yet they remained diligent enough to remember to mark their borders. Riverclan was well off, but the borders here were faint! Chickadee had snuffled around for a bit, checking everything was the norm when...

A fallen tree branched over Riverclan territory, choked with ash, and newly fallen as far as he could tell. Really? His plume started lashing in annoyance, This could be dangerous! Splinters, creepy-crawlies, and other things would be an annoyance to the felines patrolling this area, but the worst part was that if a towering tree dropped here, the loose dirt not held by the powerful oak's roots could take a landslide down the declined land on the Riverclan side of the border. That couldn't be good.

He pelted back towards his comrades, his jaws gaping open to catch the scents of them. Chickadee was overjoyed to find them both in the same area, and halted at a pant just in time for Dirtfur's last question pointed towards him. "A fallen.. hah, hah.. tree..hah, hah.."

Dirtfur Fuzzyfeline

[lone]

Rosebriar didn't mind leading a patrol; the two cats she was with didn't seem that bad, anyways. Twistedstalk and Blossomclaw; those were their names, right? Few cats ever seem bad, though, she reminded herself. It was true; she hadn't met a lot of cats who'd seemed like awful ones from the start. She'd begun forming opinions of cats pretty quickly, although they were flexible; if someone could change her mind, she was fair about it.

"Alright. Let's be as quick as we can here." Rosebriar didn't dislike RiverClan, but as Flintstar had said, there were a lot of cats peering into places they didn't belong. She didn't want to deal with a border dispute right now (although, to be honest, she was happy to get out of the responsibility of hunting) and RiverClanners were annoying. Most of the time. The few she'd met, anyways.

"No one has any questions, right?" StarClan, I hope not. How mouse-brained would you have to be to ask questions about a simple border patrol?

Haunted Pepperkins

[Pepperkins]

Blossomclaw nodded happily, trotting along behind Rosebriar. Even though she preferred hanging with the queens in the nursery, the orange warrior loved to go on patrol.It was just something about getting out the camp with others. Noticing she had fell slightly behind, she quickened her step to keep up. Being a fairly new warrior, right now her main focus was not to make a fool of herself. Even though she hadn't done anything stupid yet, knowing her, it was bound to come. Just keep up and keep your yap shut, she reminded her self, twitching an ear as she listened to Rosebrair.

"We seem to be growing back well!" she mentioned, poking at a small fern growing out around others. Noticing she messed up her reminder to herself, she facepawed and sighed. Idiot! What are doing! Was she really that slow sometimes? Maybe she did need to spend less time with the kits, it was rubbing off on her.

Lonestar23 Haunted

[Haunted]

Owo Im a bit late to the party eek)

Twistedstalk had remained quiet for the majority of the patrol, only dipping her head when necessary to simple questions. The dame was in a state of deep thought, her narrowed eyes glancing across the border with a knowing look. Riverclan had it well off. The worst of the forest fire devastated Thunderclan land, and really only chose to remain in that land. It was a funny thing. When all was well with Thunderclan in the midst of power struggles and broken alliances encompassing the other clans, Starclan seemed to vow that it was neccisary for all the clans to struggle. A tiny spark met the dry leaves from the fringes of autumn and brought forth the terrible devastation. Though they were growing once more, as Blossomclaw had stated (despite her embarrassment, which Twisted found amusing), sullen happenings were more common than the joyful ones.

While her rambling thoughts flashed over her mind, Twisted was surprised to find a fairly fresh scent of Riverclan here, one she thought she recognized as 'Chickadee-something', one with an odd name at a previous gathering. It appeared he had been scouting off a fallen tree, on the Riverclan side of the border so she wasn't alarmed, and merely waved it off with a flick of her tail. "What would you like us to do?" She briefly shot the question to her patrol leader, and finally settled her gaze on her comrades like a normal feline.

Lonestar23 Pepperkins

[lone]

Owo Im a bit late to the party eek)

Twistedstalk had remained quiet for the majority of the patrol, only dipping her head when necessary to simple questions. The dame was in a state of deep thought, her narrowed eyes glancing across the border with a knowing look. Riverclan had it well off. The worst of the forest fire devastated Thunderclan land, and really only chose to remain in that land. It was a funny thing. When all was well with Thunderclan in the midst of power struggles and broken alliances encompassing the other clans, Starclan seemed to vow that it was neccisary for all the clans to struggle. A tiny spark met the dry leaves from the fringes of autumn and brought forth the terrible devastation. Though they were growing once more, as Blossomclaw had stated (despite her embarrassment, which Twisted found amusing), sullen happenings were more common than the joyful ones.

While her rambling thoughts flashed over her mind, Twisted was surprised to find a fairly fresh scent of Riverclan here, one she thought she recognized as 'Chickadee-something', one with an odd name at a previous gathering. It appeared he had been scouting off a fallen tree, on the Riverclan side of the border so she wasn't alarmed, and merely waved it off with a flick of her tail. "What would you like us to do?" She briefly shot the question to her patrol leader, and finally settled her gaze on her comrades like a normal feline.

Lonestar23 Pepperkins
Blossomclaw nodded happily, trotting along behind Rosebriar. Even though she preferred hanging with the queens in the nursery, the orange warrior loved to go on patrol.It was just something about getting out the camp with others. Noticing she had fell slightly behind, she quickened her step to keep up. Being a fairly new warrior, right now her main focus was not to make a fool of herself. Even though she hadn't done anything stupid yet, knowing her, it was bound to come. Just keep up and keep your yap shut, she reminded her self, twitching an ear as she listened to Rosebrair.

"We seem to be growing back well!" she mentioned, poking at a small fern growing out around others. Noticing she messed up her reminder to herself, she facepawed and sighed. Idiot! What are doing! Was she really that slow sometimes? Maybe she did need to spend less time with the kits, it was rubbing off on her.

Lonestar23 Haunted
Rosebriar shrugged a little at Twistedstalk's question. Had anyone but her been listening? Whatever. We'll figure it out. "Check the borders. Mark them. Any other questions?" She waited, shifting her weight impatiently as she did so. All Rosebriar wanted to do was get this over with, despite having... little to nothing to do once she got back. Hunting wasn't her strong point, so she tended to shy away from it when she could. Unless, of course, she could sneak out on her own. With a yawn and another impatient twitch of her tail, the she-cat moved to check the markers in a couple of places further down the border. RiverClan's scent was stronger here, but Rosebriar figured it had just been a while. She certainly hadn't been out here in a while, but she wasn't the only one to come out here, either. Re-marking them as quickly as she could, she turned back to check on her two companions.

"You two holding up okay?" After the short time we've been out here? Might as well ask, anyways. It wasn't like she had to do anything about it.

[Haunted]

Rosebriar shrugged a little at Twistedstalk's question. Had anyone but her been listening? Whatever. We'll figure it out. "Check the borders. Mark them. Any other questions?" She waited, shifting her weight impatiently as she did so. All Rosebriar wanted to do was get this over with, despite having... little to nothing to do once she got back. Hunting wasn't her strong point, so she tended to shy away from it when she could. Unless, of course, she could sneak out on her own. With a yawn and another impatient twitch of her tail, the she-cat moved to check the markers in a couple of places further down the border. RiverClan's scent was stronger here, but Rosebriar figured it had just been a while. She certainly hadn't been out here in a while, but she wasn't the only one to come out here, either. Re-marking them as quickly as she could, she turned back to check on her two companions.

"You two holding up okay?" After the short time we've been out here? Might as well ask, anyways. It wasn't like she had to do anything about it.

"Yes- it's been only a few minutes." Twistedstalk muttered, though she seemed a bit light-heartened about it; this younger feline seemed to think her unwise enough to have trouble on such a clear day as this, or maybe that was just her tone. It could come from inexperience as a patrol leader as well, feeling like she needed to manage the cats in their patrol to make sure everything went well. Twistedstalk had been in that position when she was in the start of her youth, so she understood the snappy feline. Though, she did find it amusing to pretend she needed help, as it sometimes made the leader of the squad feel responsible for the patrol going well. Not with this feline though. She seemed to only want this over with, and Twistedstalk begrudged her feelings - though she thought about coming out herself later on.
Pepperkins

[Pepperkins]

Blossomclaw finshed checking the border where she was at and padded back to the group with a small nod of reply. She glanced at the patrol leader out of curiousity. Rosebriar doesn't seem to be in the mood to be out here she noticed, turning away to look around for any abnormalties for a moment. Seeing nothing, she sighed and hoped they could head back to camp. Shaking the thpught out her head, she got back to work, renewing a scent marker that had grown faint.

Lonestar23 Haunted

[lone]

"Yes- it's been only a few minutes." Twistedstalk muttered, though she seemed a bit light-heartened about it; this younger feline seemed to think her unwise enough to have trouble on such a clear day as this, or maybe that was just her tone. It could come from inexperience as a patrol leader as well, feeling like she needed to manage the cats in their patrol to make sure everything went well. Twistedstalk had been in that position when she was in the start of her youth, so she understood the snappy feline. Though, she did find it amusing to pretend she needed help, as it sometimes made the leader of the squad feel responsible for the patrol going well. Not with this feline though. She seemed to only want this over with, and Twistedstalk begrudged her feelings - though she thought about coming out herself later on.
Pepperkins
Blossomclaw finshed checking the border where she was at and padded back to the group with a small nod of reply. She glanced at the patrol leader out of curiousity. Rosebriar doesn't seem to be in the mood to be out here she noticed, turning away to look around for any abnormalties for a moment. Seeing nothing, she sighed and hoped they could head back to camp. Shaking the thpught out her head, she got back to work, renewing a scent marker that had grown faint.

Lonestar23 Haunted
It was almost peaceful out here, with how quiet it was. Rosebriar was beginning to settle (although, perhaps not quite peacefully) into a calmer mindset. She fell into an easy rhythm; check the border, mark it where it was weak, move on. She glanced across every few feet, keeping Flintstar's plan in mind. They were going to steal territory from one of the other Clans. Could RiverClan work? "Twistedstalk, Blossomclaw, come here." She mewed, remaining still as she scanned the RiverClan territory. There wasn't prey in sight; still, she wanted to get their opinion on it. She could mention that when she went back to speak with Flintstar.

"What do the two of you think about taking the land from RiverClan?"

[Haunted]

It was almost peaceful out here, with how quiet it was. Rosebriar was beginning to settle (although, perhaps not quite peacefully) into a calmer mindset. She fell into an easy rhythm; check the border, mark it where it was weak, move on. She glanced across every few feet, keeping Flintstar's plan in mind. They were going to steal territory from one of the other Clans. Could RiverClan work? "Twistedstalk, Blossomclaw, come here." She mewed, remaining still as she scanned the RiverClan territory. There wasn't prey in sight; still, she wanted to get their opinion on it. She could mention that when she went back to speak with Flintstar.

"What do the two of you think about taking the land from RiverClan?"

"Hrm." Twistedstalk trotted up to join Rosebriar's side, her curious gaze swept over this little piece of land the other molly had in mind. "The fire didn't sweep over this area because of the excess moisture clogging Riverclan's brains," She smiled in spite of herself, thinking the quip quite sly, but slowly grew serious again at the seriousness of the matter instilled in Rose's tone. "No but seriously, the land here eventually banks down towards the main river with quite a few streams running through it. The fire didn't spread much out of our forests," Her voice grew grim, "But. As you can see, no signs of life. The scent of smoke still lingers around this area even if the fire hit didn't hit home. Creatures won't return for a while, especially so near the devastation back at home."

Twistedstalk thought of the log earlier, it's leaves growing brown as death choked it's roots which needed water to survive. That was what couldn't happen to Thunderclan. They needed access to all resources if they were to survive, unlike the tree. Flintstar was right on this one, to expand the borders, because his clan needed to grow strong enough again in their own territory. Though the only downside of that, she supposed, was if one of the clans retaliated, Thunderclan would only gain an epic defeat.

"If we were to take a piece of land from Riverclan, which remember is the strongest clan at the moment and the hardest to defeat, we would need to find an area not tainted with the effects of the fire, where it would be worth to possibly fight for.. we need fresh herbs, prey.." Twistedstalk dove back into the shadows of consciousness, her brain overworking to try to think of a possible place as to where these needed supplies could be found..

Pepperkins

[Haunted]

A..fallen tree?

Chickadeequip had trotted off to mark the Northern side of the border, his footsteps muffled by grey ash heaped over this side. The Thunderclanners (or as the tom thought of them) had taken a hard blow to their territory, yet they remained diligent enough to remember to mark their borders. Riverclan was well off, but the borders here were faint! Chickadee had snuffled around for a bit, checking everything was the norm when...

A fallen tree branched over Riverclan territory, choked with ash, and newly fallen as far as he could tell. Really? His plume started lashing in annoyance, This could be dangerous! Splinters, creepy-crawlies, and other things would be an annoyance to the felines patrolling this area, but the worst part was that if a towering tree dropped here, the loose dirt not held by the powerful oak's roots could take a landslide down the declined land on the Riverclan side of the border. That couldn't be good.

He pelted back towards his comrades, his jaws gaping open to catch the scents of them. Chickadee was overjoyed to find them both in the same area, and halted at a pant just in time for Dirtfur's last question pointed towards him. "A fallen.. hah, hah.. tree..hah, hah.."

Dirtfur Fuzzyfeline


"Come on, I'll lead you there." Chickadeequip murmured after a moment of catching his breath, his jaws parted in a light pant. "Come on, my comrades, this needs a little investigating." Checking that the pair were following, the tom started a trot back towards the area where he had spotted the tree. He expertly clambered his way up a low hill, on the opposite end of log than he had reached before. "What do you think -- I believe it could cause a danger if one's not careful. It also means if the soil is soft enough for a tree to uproot, excess dirt could run off that bank and that also could be dangerous." Chickadee took a moment to flick off a horse fly that had conveniently nipped into ear while he was focused giving his thoughts, but he chose to not mention the pain when a worse (or what could be worse) situation was at stake.

Fuzzyfeline Dirtfur

[We need to wrap this up]

[Dirtfur]

"Come on, I'll lead you there." Chickadeequip murmured after a moment of catching his breath, his jaws parted in a light pant. "Come on, my comrades, this needs a little investigating." Checking that the pair were following, the tom started a trot back towards the area where he had spotted the tree. He expertly clambered his way up a low hill, on the opposite end of log than he had reached before. "What do you think -- I believe it could cause a danger if one's not careful. It also means if the soil is soft enough for a tree to uproot, excess dirt could run off that bank and that also could be dangerous." Chickadee took a moment to flick off a horse fly that had conveniently nipped into ear while he was focused giving his thoughts, but he chose to not mention the pain when a worse (or what could be worse) situation was at stake.

Fuzzyfeline Dirtfur

[We need to wrap this up]

Dirtfur followed Chickadeequip [ Haunted] to the fallen tree. He sniffed the bark whilst listening to the other warrior stating the dangers of this situation. The other warrior is right, nobody likes dirt in water. Not noticing Chickadeequip flicking off a horsefly, the brown tabby pawed the soil and thinks a way to stop the debris to getting into the rivers. "Angelwing, any ideas to stop the ash getting sloping down to our water?" the tomcat warrior asked, eyeing Angelwing [ Fuzzyfeline].

[Haunted]

Dirtfur followed Chickadeequip [ Haunted] to the fallen tree. He sniffed the bark whilst listening to the other warrior stating the dangers of this situation. The other warrior is right, nobody likes dirt in water. Not noticing Chickadeequip flicking off a horsefly, the brown tabby pawed the soil and thinks a way to stop the debris to getting into the rivers. "Angelwing, any ideas to stop the ash getting sloping down to our water?" the tomcat warrior asked, eyeing Angelwing [ Fuzzyfeline].

"We.." Chickadeequip began, but then realized that the question was angled at Anglewing-- but then he realized she was still out patroling a ways away from the duo and decided to put in his input. "We could dig a trench? Like, er," He struggled to put his thoughts into words, and fumbled for a bit before sheepishly muttering, "On one side of that creek?" He nodded towards the shallow dip sloped down a bit from the fallen tree, "Or maybe we should just go report it? I'm sure they could get quite a few down here.."

Fuzzyfeline

[Haunted]

"Hrm." Twistedstalk trotted up to join Rosebriar's side, her curious gaze swept over this little piece of land the other molly had in mind. "The fire didn't sweep over this area because of the excess moisture clogging Riverclan's brains," She smiled in spite of herself, thinking the quip quite sly, but slowly grew serious again at the seriousness of the matter instilled in Rose's tone. "No but seriously, the land here eventually banks down towards the main river with quite a few streams running through it. The fire didn't spread much out of our forests," Her voice grew grim, "But. As you can see, no signs of life. The scent of smoke still lingers around this area even if the fire hit didn't hit home. Creatures won't return for a while, especially so near the devastation back at home."

Twistedstalk thought of the log earlier, it's leaves growing brown as death choked it's roots which needed water to survive. That was what couldn't happen to Thunderclan. They needed access to all resources if they were to survive, unlike the tree. Flintstar was right on this one, to expand the borders, because his clan needed to grow strong enough again in their own territory. Though the only downside of that, she supposed, was if one of the clans retaliated, Thunderclan would only gain an epic defeat.

"If we were to take a piece of land from Riverclan, which remember is the strongest clan at the moment and the hardest to defeat, we would need to find an area not tainted with the effects of the fire, where it would be worth to possibly fight for.. we need fresh herbs, prey.." Twistedstalk dove back into the shadows of consciousness, her brain overworking to try to think of a possible place as to where these needed supplies could be found..

Pepperkins


"But we must leave these ideas to our leader. You can tell him of your opinion if you wish, but ultimately it's his decision." Twistedstalk blinked slowly, arching her spine in a long stretch before finally murmuring, "The sun is close to setting soon, and we haven't found anything worthwhile.." She gaped her jaws in a silent yawn, moreso proving her own point. She turned to her patrolling comrades once more and finished with; "We should get back, don't you think?"

Lonestar23 Pepperkins

[Rosestorm]

Lichen watched the thunderclan cats from her spot in the tree hole. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "They plan on taking riverclan territory." she whispered to herself. The more she thought about it she shouldn't be worrying about clan territory. "Some loner I am." She mumbled to herself madly.

[Fuzzy]

Dirtfur followed Chickadeequip [ Haunted] to the fallen tree. He sniffed the bark whilst listening to the other warrior stating the dangers of this situation. The other warrior is right, nobody likes dirt in water. Not noticing Chickadeequip flicking off a horsefly, the brown tabby pawed the soil and thinks a way to stop the debris to getting into the rivers. "Angelwing, any ideas to stop the ash getting sloping down to our water?" the tomcat warrior asked, eyeing Angelwing [ Fuzzyfeline].
"We.." Chickadeequip began, but then realized that the question was angled at Anglewing-- but then he realized she was still out patroling a ways away from the duo and decided to put in his input. "We could dig a trench? Like, er," He struggled to put his thoughts into words, and fumbled for a bit before sheepishly muttering, "On one side of that creek?" He nodded towards the shallow dip sloped down a bit from the fallen tree, "Or maybe we should just go report it? I'm sure they could get quite a few down here.."

Fuzzyfeline
(I'm so sorry I thought we ended this patrol)

Angelwings tail flicked as she watched the situation monitoring each aspect. She didn't want anything left out. Each warrior she knew would have their one opinion on this issue but she was pleased when Dirtfur asked her what to do. He wasn't to bad it seemed. Now the problem was, ash would get in the water one way or another. Scanning over the situation again her blue eyes narrowed. The tree would probably fall soon and wind would pick up ask and blow it around. "Gravel and rock," She mused aloud. "Water running through gravel gets cleaned because the small stones catch even the smallest things as the current pushes through." Angelwing explained glancing back to the toms. "We can get larger rocks along the edges and it will keep stuff out as well." The molly added not bothering to comment on Chickadee's ideas. The first she didn't see a point in and the second didn't solve anything. Then again it would be up to Lionstar if they did something. She didn't like that but it was true.

[Dirtfur]

"We.." Chickadeequip began, but then realized that the question was angled at Anglewing-- but then he realized she was still out patroling a ways away from the duo and decided to put in his input. "We could dig a trench? Like, er," He struggled to put his thoughts into words, and fumbled for a bit before sheepishly muttering, "On one side of that creek?" He nodded towards the shallow dip sloped down a bit from the fallen tree, "Or maybe we should just go report it? I'm sure they could get quite a few down here.."

Fuzzyfeline
(I'm so sorry I thought we ended this patrol)

Angelwings tail flicked as she watched the situation monitoring each aspect. She didn't want anything left out. Each warrior she knew would have their one opinion on this issue but she was pleased when Dirtfur asked her what to do. He wasn't to bad it seemed. Now the problem was, ash would get in the water one way or another. Scanning over the situation again her blue eyes narrowed. The tree would probably fall soon and wind would pick up ask and blow it around. "Gravel and rock," She mused aloud. "Water running through gravel gets cleaned because the small stones catch even the smallest things as the current pushes through." Angelwing explained glancing back to the toms. "We can get larger rocks along the edges and it will keep stuff out as well." The molly added not bothering to comment on Chickadee's ideas. The first she didn't see a point in and the second didn't solve anything. Then again it would be up to Lionstar if they did something. She didn't like that but it was true.


Dirtfur curtly nodded and took notes. Chickadee's idea seems um... how should Dirtfur put this? Less sense and it made it like Chickadee was just guessing. But Angelwing's idea was more sense than Chickadee's. "We shall report this back to Frostflight, and suggest Angelwing's idea to him and Lionstar." he spoke out. The brown warrior looked up to see that the sky was almost at nigh'. "Time is wasting, we better return back to camp."

( Haunted, Fuzzyfeline)

[Haunted]

Dirtfur curtly nodded and took notes. Chickadee's idea seems um... how should Dirtfur put this? Less sense and it made it like Chickadee was just guessing. But Angelwing's idea was more sense than Chickadee's. "We shall report this back to Frostflight, and suggest Angelwing's idea to him and Lionstar." he spoke out. The brown warrior looked up to see that the sky was almost at nigh'. "Time is wasting, we better return back to camp."

( Haunted, Fuzzyfeline)


Chickadeequip returned Dirtfur's nod, and began to follow at a trot as the trio picked their way back to camp, his aching limbs and rumbling belly combined making him look forward to a good night's rest. That was after he got a meal, of course.

[Poppyfrost]

Honeypelt padded towards the river's edge, crouching down and lapping up some cool, refreshing water. She closed her eyes while doing so, sweeping her tail and curling it over her feet before she sat back up and scanned Riverclan's side. There wasn't much activity, and it was getting dark. Honeypelt's ears pricked forward after she heard some rustling over the river. A squirrel scurried out from some brambles. It sat up, scratching behind it's ear and lifting it's nose to smell the air. Honeypelt was downwind from the small rodent, and thank goodness for that. She felt her stomach rumble and she dug her claws into the dirt. No.. I can't.. That's on Riverclan territory... I..

Honeypelt then found herself leaping over a smaller part of the river. Adrenaline coursed through her veins and she crouched down, eyeing the squirrel. It fluffed it's tail and suddenly stiffened. Honepelt wiggled her haunches before leaping and snagging the squirrel by a single claw, throwing it up into the air. It screeched in fear and flipped around, but Honeypelt jumped up and grabbed it with her jaws. She landed back down on all four paws and snapped the squirrel's neck. Why is a squirrel even on this side of the river..? She pondered.


|+Tired Rose Child+|

[|+sari+|]

Honeypelt padded towards the river's edge, crouching down and lapping up some cool, refreshing water. She closed her eyes while doing so, sweeping her tail and curling it over her feet before she sat back up and scanned Riverclan's side. There wasn't much activity, and it was getting dark. Honeypelt's ears pricked forward after she heard some rustling over the river. A squirrel scurried out from some brambles. It sat up, scratching behind it's ear and lifting it's nose to smell the air. Honeypelt was downwind from the small rodent, and thank goodness for that. She felt her stomach rumble and she dug her claws into the dirt. No.. I can't.. That's on Riverclan territory... I..

Honeypelt then found herself leaping over a smaller part of the river. Adrenaline coursed through her veins and she crouched down, eyeing the squirrel. It fluffed it's tail and suddenly stiffened. Honepelt wiggled her haunches before leaping and snagging the squirrel by a single claw, throwing it up into the air. It screeched in fear and flipped around, but Honeypelt jumped up and grabbed it with her jaws. She landed back down on all four paws and snapped the squirrel's neck. Why is a squirrel even on this side of the river..? She pondered.


(|+Tired Rose Child+|)

It was a pleasant, warm evening, a slight breeze blowing through the forest. A tom was running through the reeds of the RiverClan territory, cashing through cattails as he chased after a squirrel that somehow stayed out of his paws' reach. Gingerthroat snarled in frustration as he sped up, only to trip and fall down hard. He quickly scrambled up and sped after his target.
Suddenly he came out to a clearing, stumbling on the uneven ground, and noticed that a she-cat was standing there, his squirrel in her jaws. ThunderClan scent flooded his nose, and Gingerthroat marched up to her. He stopped in front of her, glaring daggers. His lip was curled in the beginnings of a snarl.

"I do believe that is my squirrel you happen to be holding." he looked her up and down, then met her eyes. "And on RiverClan territory, mind you." he knew Lionstar would do something if he found out that he was talking to this feline, something not too good, so he should chase her off, but something told him, not yet. His amber orbs held the beginnings of a smirk. "Well, what do you have to say? I can wait" he sat back, curling his tail around his paws.

[Poppyfrost]

It was a pleasant, warm evening, a slight breeze blowing through the forest. A tom was running through the reeds of the RiverClan territory, cashing through cattails as he chased after a squirrel that somehow stayed out of his paws' reach. Gingerthroat snarled in frustration as he sped up, only to trip and fall down hard. He quickly scrambled up and sped after his target.
Suddenly he came out to a clearing, stumbling on the uneven ground, and noticed that a she-cat was standing there, his squirrel in her jaws. ThunderClan scent flooded his nose, and Gingerthroat marched up to her. He stopped in front of her, glaring daggers. His lip was curled in the beginnings of a snarl.

"I do believe that is my squirrel you happen to be holding." he looked her up and down, then met her eyes. "And on RiverClan territory, mind you." he knew Lionstar would do something if he found out that he was talking to this feline, something not too good, so he should chase her off, but something told him, not yet. His amber orbs held the beginnings of a smirk. "Well, what do you have to say? I can wait" he sat back, curling his tail around his paws.

Honeypelt's heart was racing. The worst outcome that could have possibly happened, happened. She stood up, her tail flicking back and forth. "Technically, I caught it. Finders keepers." She flashed a smile, keeping her composure and trying not to show any weakness. She knew what she did was wrong, but she was starving. The prey on thunderclan territory was going into hiding for the cold weather. Not only that, but at this point, it was dark. The wind whisked through the she-cat's fur, but her gaze never faltered. She kept her eyes locked on this young, handsome... Honeypelt realized what she was thinking and flinched. What am I thinking?! I just met this tom! Not only that, but a Riverclan tom! He could probably rip me to shreds right now if he wanted too, and he has a right.. I was hunting in his territory..

[|+sari+|]

Honeypelt's heart was racing. The worst outcome that could have possibly happened, happened. She stood up, her tail flicking back and forth. "Technically, I caught it. Finders keepers." She flashed a smile, keeping her composure and trying not to show any weakness. She knew what she did was wrong, but she was starving. The prey on thunderclan territory was going into hiding for the cold weather. Not only that, but at this point, it was dark. The wind whisked through the she-cat's fur, but her gaze never faltered. She kept her eyes locked on this young, handsome... Honeypelt realized what she was thinking and flinched. What am I thinking?! I just met this tom! Not only that, but a Riverclan tom! He could probably rip me to shreds right now if he wanted too, and he has a right.. I was hunting in his territory..


When the she-cat spoke, Gingerthroat's eyes widened, then narrowed angrily. However, after a moment, he burst out laughing. "Finders... Keepers? Not something I'd expect from another cat." he smiled and shook his head. "You know what? Keep the squirrel. ThunderClan needs the food, anyway." he huffed and licked his shoulder before meeting the she-cat's eyes again.

"May I ask for your name? Mine's Gingerthroat." while he awaited an answer, he took a moment to glance the she-cat over again. She was pretty, though he wasn't really attracted to her. His heart was still heavy over Cocoaheart's death. He wasn't sure if he could ever fall in love again. Blinking the sadness out of his eyes, he continued to keep a steady gaze on the she-cat.

[Poppyfrost]

When the she-cat spoke, Gingerthroat's eyes widened, then narrowed angrily. However, after a moment, he burst out laughing. "Finders... Keepers? Not something I'd expect from another cat." he smiled and shook his head. "You know what? Keep the squirrel. ThunderClan needs the food, anyway." he huffed and licked his shoulder before meeting the she-cat's eyes again.

"May I ask for your name? Mine's Gingerthroat." while he awaited an answer, he took a moment to glance the she-cat over again. She was pretty, though he wasn't really attracted to her. His heart was still heavy over Cocoaheart's death. He wasn't sure if he could ever fall in love again. Blinking the sadness out of his eyes, he continued to keep a steady gaze on the she-cat.

The she-cat huffed. "I just might." She retorted, tilting her head up to improve posture. She watched him lick his shoulder, then blinked in surprise for his sudden show of kindness. "Oh, uh, my name's Honeypelt." She said not-so-smoothly. Her ears grew red in embarrassment (I'm actually not quite sure if that's how cats work but oh well :P). Honeypelt's chest fur puffed out and she squirmed a little, showing discomfort. She glanced at the tom's eyes for a quick moment, noticing a little bit of sadness before it quickly disappeared. Perplexed, she twitched her tail. "But.. Would you actually mind if I took this squirrel..?" She looked down at the lifeless creature. Guilt began to overwhelm her. She killed this squirrel for her, not for the clan. "...Here, take it." She nudged the rodent towards Gingerthroat's paws. "It's rightfully yours."

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Stormgaze trekked through the territory alone, having grown tired of waiting for her assigned patrol partners to gather and leave the camp. Her pawsteps were quiet against the ground, leaving no noise to resonate through the air. She did not speak as she moved, knowing she had nobody to talk to besides the few stray birds that fluttered through the area. Her eye was dark and faintly irritated, having been sent out to do all the work herself. Her claws unsheathed. She shouldn't have to do this herself.
As she approached the border, Stormgaze cautiously walked along it, examining the area for anything out of the ordinary. Only the faint scent of a rogue caught her attention, but she decided that it was old and of no importance. Nodding to herself, the molly placed fresh markers along the border, being sure to make them strong. Once she deemed it finished, she turned around and began her walk back to the camp.
On her way back, she stopped and caught two mice, both of average size- if not, scrawny. A sigh escaped her and she carried them back to the RiverClan camp, placing them onto the fresh-kill pile before searching for Frostflight to give a report. Alone.

[Dust]

Beetlepaw was a bit taken aback to see Rosenose so shook by her snarky retort. She cocked her head bemusedly, wondering if he wasn’t being serious. Wasn’t he supposed to be a warrior? He acted like a pouty apprentice.. It was admittedly pretty funny and would make teasing him much more entertaining, but it was definitely not a quality she expected a mentor to have. Maybe she could ask Lionstar for a new mentor.. It’d be worth it even if she had to beg. Stupid Bearpaw.. Getting in my way.. It should’ve been me.

“Borders? That means we’ll get to see the other clans territory! Ugh.. I can’t believe my first time outside of camp is going to be with you.” Beetlepaw lumbered along sulkily behind him, scowling resentfully at his rear. Maybe she could hop the border quickly while his back was turned.. Then at least she could have something to brag about.

“I mean, what kind of mentor doesn’t even bother to train their own apprentice? You could at least pretend to care.” She let out an exasperated huff and angrily kicked a pebble in his direction, hoping it’d hit him in the face or something, but her short legs couldn’t kick it very far and instead it ended up skipping off into the bushes somewhere. She thought about kicking another, but realized she’d probably get smacked if she did manage to land a hit. The apprentice puffed out her cheeks. “You don’t think I’m worth it, do you? Just like everyone else.”

As the young warrior seemed to be leading them nowhere in particular, surroundings only recognized as Thunderclan's scent grew stronger, he turned on tail suddenly to face Bettlepaw. The strange, and ugly, yet silly, pout was still prominent on his maw, "I do care!" He argued half-heartedly, watching the stone she kicked roll off into a bush. Was that meant for him?!

"Why wouldn't I think you're not worth it? I don't even know you yet, Beetlepaw..." Rosenose shook his head, appearing slightly more serious than before as he sighed, "Listen, I didn't even expect to get an apprentice so early... and I don't know what that weird brother sister scrap at the ceremony was, but I don't want to see that again. It's embarrassing, especially if people start to think I taught you that!" Rosenose glanced around the area, unsure of where exactly he had brought them... well, at least he knew it was ThunderClan. "Erm, well, we can work on that later. For now... I think-" He took a big whiff of the air around them, "-I know this is ThunderClan's border! See anything interesting or smell anything weird?"

[Jesse]

As the young warrior seemed to be leading them nowhere in particular, surroundings only recognized as Thunderclan's scent grew stronger, he turned on tail suddenly to face Bettlepaw. The strange, and ugly, yet silly, pout was still prominent on his maw, "I do care!" He argued half-heartedly, watching the stone she kicked roll off into a bush. Was that meant for him?!

"Why wouldn't I think you're not worth it? I don't even know you yet, Beetlepaw..." Rosenose shook his head, appearing slightly more serious than before as he sighed, "Listen, I didn't even expect to get an apprentice so early... and I don't know what that weird brother sister scrap at the ceremony was, but I don't want to see that again. It's embarrassing, especially if people start to think I taught you that!" Rosenose glanced around the area, unsure of where exactly he had brought them... well, at least he knew it was ThunderClan. "Erm, well, we can work on that later. For now... I think-" He took a big whiff of the air around them, "-I know this is ThunderClan's border! See anything interesting or smell anything weird?"

Beetlepaw turned her gaze to her shuffling paws, not really knowing how to respond. It wasn’t the answer she had expected to hear. Then again, she wasn’t really sure what she expected. To be scolded? Yelled at? That was all she ever seemed to hear.. He didn’t care.. He cared about his reputation as a mentor, maybe. But not her. She knitted her brows and clenched her jaw in frustration as she racked her brain for a witty retort, but it seemed for the first time she had been left at a loss for words. The apprentice listened apprehensively as Rosenose went on to explain and ears immediately flushed a bright red at the mention of her ceremony disaster.

“S-so? I don’t care! I don’t care what anyone thinks of me. They’re no better!” That was a lie. But she’d rather eat frog bile than look weak in front of him of all cats. Beetlepaw just wanted this to end. She wanted to go home and slink back into her nest so she could hide until everyone had forgotten about her mishap. “Ugh.. I don’t know. How am I supposed to smell anything with your stinky rear a tail-length away?” She snapped irritably, still wishing she’d disappear. Maybe if she focused hard enough.. “And the only thing interesting about this place is how uninteresting it is. I mean, seriously? I thought seeing Thunderclan territory would be at least sorta exciting..” Beetlepaw had clambered up onto a stump to get a better look, only to see trees.. trees.. more trees and.. some moss.. Oh hey, that boulder kinda looked like a turtle. She took a few curious sniffs. “It even smells boring.... What if we cross it?”

[Dust]

Beetlepaw turned her gaze to her shuffling paws, not really knowing how to respond. It wasn’t the answer she had expected to hear. Then again, she wasn’t really sure what she expected. To be scolded? Yelled at? That was all she ever seemed to hear.. He didn’t care.. He cared about his reputation as a mentor, maybe. But not her. She knitted her brows and clenched her jaw in frustration as she racked her brain for a witty retort, but it seemed for the first time she had been left at a loss for words. The apprentice listened apprehensively as Rosenose went on to explain and ears immediately flushed a bright red at the mention of her ceremony disaster.

“S-so? I don’t care! I don’t care what anyone thinks of me. They’re no better!” That was a lie. But she’d rather eat frog bile than look weak in front of him of all cats. Beetlepaw just wanted this to end. She wanted to go home and slink back into her nest so she could hide until everyone had forgotten about her mishap. “Ugh.. I don’t know. How am I supposed to smell anything with your stinky rear a tail-length away?” She snapped irritably, still wishing she’d disappear. Maybe if she focused hard enough.. “And the only thing interesting about this place is how uninteresting it is. I mean, seriously? I thought seeing Thunderclan territory would be at least sorta exciting..” Beetlepaw had clambered up onto a stump to get a better look, only to see trees.. trees.. more trees and.. some moss.. Oh hey, that boulder kinda looked like a turtle. She took a few curious sniffs. “It even smells boring.... What if we cross it?”


Rosenose simply huffed in disinterest as Beetlepaw rambled and babbled about blah blah blah, though with her comment about his scent, he bristled and shot a dirty look in her direction. "I don't stink!" The feline argued with a hiss... though he did quickly crane his neck to give his own pelt a good long sniff. He didn't stink at all! What a little rodent. Though, with Beetlepaw's mention of crossing the ThunderClan border, he stiffened up,

"I mean... If we cross it, we end up in ThunderClan territory..." Though he trailed off, his brain was wracking with ideas. Would something stupid like this help soften Beetlepaw's edges, because good great Starclan was she a mouthy pest! At the same time.. was he willing to intrude in another clans territory for make believe points? Rosenose bit his tongue as he turned to look at the apprentice,

"Why? Do you want to cross it? I've never been in ThunderClan's territory before."

[Jesse]

Rosenose simply huffed in disinterest as Beetlepaw rambled and babbled about blah blah blah, though with her comment about his scent, he bristled and shot a dirty look in her direction. "I don't stink!" The feline argued with a hiss... though he did quickly crane his neck to give his own pelt a good long sniff. He didn't stink at all! What a little rodent. Though, with Beetlepaw's mention of crossing the ThunderClan border, he stiffened up,

"I mean... If we cross it, we end up in ThunderClan territory..." Though he trailed off, his brain was wracking with ideas. Would something stupid like this help soften Beetlepaw's edges, because good great Starclan was she a mouthy pest! At the same time.. was he willing to intrude in another clans territory for make believe points? Rosenose bit his tongue as he turned to look at the apprentice,

"Why? Do you want to cross it? I've never been in ThunderClan's territory before."

Beetlepaw simply raised an incredulous brow and shook her head exhaustedly at her mentor. He was so.. awkward and tactless. It was just too easy to get under his fur- like taunting a kitten. Kits got flustered quicker than a mad badger, but even they’d throw back some childish insults. Rosenose’s retorts were weightless and half-hearted and it annoyed her that an adult could be so spineless. So dull and boring.. If this was his clever attempt at deterring her, she’d admit he was doing well. But Rosenose struck her as more of a.. forthright person. A simple, if not guileless kind of cat. Not someone tricky enough to pull that kind of reverse psychology. It might have seemed pretty uncharacteristic of her, but Beetlepaw was surprisingly receptive of others. Though somehow at the same time she still managed to be callous..

“Wait!” She suddenly exploded, spinning around to face him. “Are you saying I can cross it?! You’ll let me?! You aren’t yanking my tail?!” She frantically scanned his expression, looking for any hints of sarcasm. Did she misread him? Was he just humoring her? Maybe she jumped to conclusions.. Maybe he would let her do it just so he could report her to Lionstar. Yeah, that was definitely it. Even if she protested, Lionstar would believe him over her.

[Dust]

Beetlepaw simply raised an incredulous brow and shook her head exhaustedly at her mentor. He was so.. awkward and tactless. It was just too easy to get under his fur- like taunting a kitten. Kits got flustered quicker than a mad badger, but even they’d throw back some childish insults. Rosenose’s retorts were weightless and half-hearted and it annoyed her that an adult could be so spineless. So dull and boring.. If this was his clever attempt at deterring her, she’d admit he was doing well. But Rosenose struck her as more of a.. forthright person. A simple, if not guileless kind of cat. Not someone tricky enough to pull that kind of reverse psychology. It might have seemed pretty uncharacteristic of her, but Beetlepaw was surprisingly receptive of others. Though somehow at the same time she still managed to be callous..

“Wait!” She suddenly exploded, spinning around to face him. “Are you saying I can cross it?! You’ll let me?! You aren’t yanking my tail?!” She frantically scanned his expression, looking for any hints of sarcasm. Did she misread him? Was he just humoring her? Maybe she jumped to conclusions.. Maybe he would let her do it just so he could report her to Lionstar. Yeah, that was definitely it. Even if she protested, Lionstar would believe him over her.


Rosenose's face contorted for a moment, squished into an expression of uncertainty while he looked between his apprentice and the border. "Uhm.... Er....." He mumbled to himself, before continuing, "Maybe going all the way over is too much, but we can both put a paw over to... see what the territory feels like - YEAH!" Almost instantly, the warrior seemed to perk up, his face coy as though he had just solved every mystery in the universe.

"A learning experience! We will both put our paws over the border on three, ok? One, two, three!" At his count, Rosenose stuck a dainty paw over the invisible border, his eyes scrunched closed in hopes that Beetlepaw indulged in the stupid idea as well. Otherwise, he would look like a big idiot. Slowly, he opened an eye to see what the other had done.

[Pepperkins]

(Nebby || sunflowerseed || Ever)

Blossomclaw sighed as she headed towards the border with her patrol behind her. Even though she didn't wanna be out here anyways, there was a tad bit of excitement to the fact this was her first time leading a patrol. That may have been one of the only two reasons she was actually doing this. That and just pure loyalty to her clan. Shaking these thoughts out, she speed up to change her thought process, completely forgetting the cats following behind her. After getting no more than a few rabbit hops ahead, she realized how fast she was walking and turned to see where her clan mates were. Seeing them a bit back, the orange molly sat to wait for them to catch up.

[Ever]

(Nebby || sunflowerseed || Ever)

Blossomclaw sighed as she headed towards the border with her patrol behind her. Even though she didn't wanna be out here anyways, there was a tad bit of excitement to the fact this was her first time leading a patrol. That may have been one of the only two reasons she was actually doing this. That and just pure loyalty to her clan. Shaking these thoughts out, she speed up to change her thought process, completely forgetting the cats following behind her. After getting no more than a few rabbit hops ahead, she realized how fast she was walking and turned to see where her clan mates were. Seeing them a bit back, the orange molly sat to wait for them to catch up.



Pinepaw followed the warriors in front of her. This was her very first patrol! She hoped something fun would happen so she could talk about it with the other apprentices. She sometimes ran out of things to talk to with them since she still hadn't been in the clan for that long. She didn't ever talk about her kittypet life, she got the whiff that the other cats looked down on kittypets. She never liked her life as a kittypet anyways so she didn't see why she should let others relate her to her history. She stuck her nose into the air, there was a different odour from the breeze that came to them from Riverclan. Her fur prickled excitedly. She'd never smelled any of the other clans yet. She trotted along to catch up to the leader.

[Jesse]

Rosenose's face contorted for a moment, squished into an expression of uncertainty while he looked between his apprentice and the border. "Uhm.... Er....." He mumbled to himself, before continuing, "Maybe going all the way over is too much, but we can both put a paw over to... see what the territory feels like - YEAH!" Almost instantly, the warrior seemed to perk up, his face coy as though he had just solved every mystery in the universe.

"A learning experience! We will both put our paws over the border on three, ok? One, two, three!" At his count, Rosenose stuck a dainty paw over the invisible border, his eyes scrunched closed in hopes that Beetlepaw indulged in the stupid idea as well. Otherwise, he would look like a big idiot. Slowly, he opened an eye to see what the other had done.


Of course, that wasn’t exciting enough for Beetlepaw. Nope- she wouldn’t be satisfied until she dug all four paws into Thunderclan soil. By the time her mentor had opened his eyes, the little apprentice was making a break for it. Rosenose was either naive or just plain dumb to expect her to play along with his silly little kit game. She was an apprentice now! It was time to take risks! And kicking it up on Thunderclan turf was a good way to start. When she was confident she was far enough in, she skidded to a halt and spun around on her toes to face him again, panting hard as her heart slammed against her chest. The red-hot adrenaline coursing through her veins made her feel untouchable. She didn’t care what the consequences might be. Lionstar could go eat a toad. Rosenose too!

Beetlepaw sneered and stuck out her tongue at Rosenose. “Gonna go cry to Lionstar? I bet you’re too big of a scaredy mouse to punish me yourself!” She taunted him, kicking dirt in his direction. “I ain’t coming back until you make me! Maybe I’ll go live with the loners! Yeah! They’ll probably treat me better than any of you losers.” She was joking, of course. But a part of her wondered if that might have actually been true. It wasn’t like she had anyone who cared about her in Riverclan.. Her mother, maybe. But even then, she had always been overshadowed by her siblings. Literally. “I wouldn’t have to follow any stupid rules, either. That doesn’t sound half bad!” She glanced over her shoulder, making sure there wasn’t some grumpy Thunderclanner sneaking up on her from behind. “Why don’t you just tell them a.. bird got me or something. No, no! Make it a fox! Make it dramatic, I don’t want to remembered as the idiot who got carried off by a stupid featherbrain. It’s not like anyone will miss me much. And you wouldn’t have to mentor me anymore.”

[Dust]

Of course, that wasn’t exciting enough for Beetlepaw. Nope- she wouldn’t be satisfied until she dug all four paws into Thunderclan soil. By the time her mentor had opened his eyes, the little apprentice was making a break for it. Rosenose was either naive or just plain dumb to expect her to play along with his silly little kit game. She was an apprentice now! It was time to take risks! And kicking it up on Thunderclan turf was a good way to start. When she was confident she was far enough in, she skidded to a halt and spun around on her toes to face him again, panting hard as her heart slammed against her chest. The red-hot adrenaline coursing through her veins made her feel untouchable. She didn’t care what the consequences might be. Lionstar could go eat a toad. Rosenose too!

Beetlepaw sneered and stuck out her tongue at Rosenose. “Gonna go cry to Lionstar? I bet you’re too big of a scaredy mouse to punish me yourself!” She taunted him, kicking dirt in his direction. “I ain’t coming back until you make me! Maybe I’ll go live with the loners! Yeah! They’ll probably treat me better than any of you losers.” She was joking, of course. But a part of her wondered if that might have actually been true. It wasn’t like she had anyone who cared about her in Riverclan.. Her mother, maybe. But even then, she had always been overshadowed by her siblings. Literally. “I wouldn’t have to follow any stupid rules, either. That doesn’t sound half bad!” She glanced over her shoulder, making sure there wasn’t some grumpy Thunderclanner sneaking up on her from behind. “Why don’t you just tell them a.. bird got me or something. No, no! Make it a fox! Make it dramatic, I don’t want to remembered as the idiot who got carried off by a stupid featherbrain. It’s not like anyone will miss me much. And you wouldn’t have to mentor me anymore.”


Rosenose might as well as flown off into space with how high he leapt into the air, fur standing on edge as he spotted the dark-furred apprentice bounding into ThunderClan territory.

"BEETLEPAW!" He yowled with anger, eyes wide with disbelief as he pushed through the scent markers, barreling his way towards her. What an absolutely crazy cat! He had tried giving her the benefit of the doubt - a little freedom went a long way, but was she trying to get herself killed?! What if some ThunderClan meathead was patrolling the border?! Rosenose didn't want to break any of his claws trying to save her behind... but yet... he still crossed into ThunderClan territory. The adrenaline was still coursing through his veins. His features were unreadable despite the frustation that blazed in his eyes. Stuck-up or not, he wasn't about to let Beetlepaw die! Lionstar would give him a much harder time than if they simply crossed the border! What in StarClan's name was she talking about anyway?! Letting her run off to be a stinky rogue? Get snatched up by a bird? No, a fox?

"You stupid mouse-brain!" He hissed as he quickly closed the distance between them, his jaws parted in a stressed pant as he went in to try and grab Beetlepaw by the scruff. If it had worked, the warrior would have started to drag her towards the border with no mercy... and if it hadn't... well, Rosenose was ready for a chase.

[sunflowers.]

(Nebby || sunflowerseed || Ever)

Blossomclaw sighed as she headed towards the border with her patrol behind her. Even though she didn't wanna be out here anyways, there was a tad bit of excitement to the fact this was her first time leading a patrol. That may have been one of the only two reasons she was actually doing this. That and just pure loyalty to her clan. Shaking these thoughts out, she speed up to change her thought process, completely forgetting the cats following behind her. After getting no more than a few rabbit hops ahead, she realized how fast she was walking and turned to see where her clan mates were. Seeing them a bit back, the orange molly sat to wait for them to catch up.


[ sunflowerseed Ever Pepperkins ]

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Adderfrost trailed along, trotting and sniffing the scents of the border. His creamy and brown fur was flat to is back. He was curious what they would find.

[Pepperkins]

Pinepaw followed the warriors in front of her. This was her very first patrol! She hoped something fun would happen so she could talk about it with the other apprentices. She sometimes ran out of things to talk to with them since she still hadn't been in the clan for that long. She didn't ever talk about her kittypet life, she got the whiff that the other cats looked down on kittypets. She never liked her life as a kittypet anyways so she didn't see why she should let others relate her to her history. She stuck her nose into the air, there was a different odour from the breeze that came to them from Riverclan. Her fur prickled excitedly. She'd never smelled any of the other clans yet. She trotted along to catch up to the leader.

[ sunflowerseed Ever Pepperkins ]

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Adderfrost trailed along, trotting and sniffing the scents of the border. His creamy and brown fur was flat to is back. He was curious what they would find.

Blossomclaw sniffed along the border, refteshing the marker every few mousetails. For a while nothing stuck out, till she smelt something competely rotten. Only problem was, it was a familiar smell. Glancing back for a moment to se if anyone else had noticed it, as no ons has, she decided to track it down. With her nose wrinkled and jaw shut tight, the orange molly found the fern the source was hiding in. Peeking in, she gave off a gasp and turned quickly. "Adderfrost! Come quick!"


[ Ever Nebby sunflowerseed ]
(Following along the optional plot atm, where a rabbit is found dead just inside our territory)

[sunflowers.]

Blossomclaw sniffed along the border, refteshing the marker every few mousetails. For a while nothing stuck out, till she smelt something competely rotten. Only problem was, it was a familiar smell. Glancing back for a moment to se if anyone else had noticed it, as no ons has, she decided to track it down. With her nose wrinkled and jaw shut tight, the orange molly found the fern the source was hiding in. Peeking in, she gave off a gasp and turned quickly. "Adderfrost! Come quick!"


[ Ever Nebby sunflowerseed ]
(Following along the optional plot atm, where a rabbit is found dead just inside our territory)


[ Ever sunflowerseed Pepperkins ]

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Adderfrost perked his ears as Blossomclaw called his name. He bounded over, nodding to her. "What is it?" The small siamese tom asked. Before the words were even half-way from being said, he scrunched his nose up. "Ugh! What's that smell? It smells like carrion!"

[Pepperkins]

Of course, that wasn’t exciting enough for Beetlepaw. Nope- she wouldn’t be satisfied until she dug all four paws into Thunderclan soil. By the time her mentor had opened his eyes, the little apprentice was making a break for it. Rosenose was either naive or just plain dumb to expect her to play along with his silly little kit game. She was an apprentice now! It was time to take risks! And kicking it up on Thunderclan turf was a good way to start. When she was confident she was far enough in, she skidded to a halt and spun around on her toes to face him again, panting hard as her heart slammed against her chest. The red-hot adrenaline coursing through her veins made her feel untouchable. She didn’t care what the consequences might be. Lionstar could go eat a toad. Rosenose too!

Beetlepaw sneered and stuck out her tongue at Rosenose. “Gonna go cry to Lionstar? I bet you’re too big of a scaredy mouse to punish me yourself!” She taunted him, kicking dirt in his direction. “I ain’t coming back until you make me! Maybe I’ll go live with the loners! Yeah! They’ll probably treat me better than any of you losers.” She was joking, of course. But a part of her wondered if that might have actually been true. It wasn’t like she had anyone who cared about her in Riverclan.. Her mother, maybe. But even then, she had always been overshadowed by her siblings. Literally. “I wouldn’t have to follow any stupid rules, either. That doesn’t sound half bad!” She glanced over her shoulder, making sure there wasn’t some grumpy Thunderclanner sneaking up on her from behind. “Why don’t you just tell them a.. bird got me or something. No, no! Make it a fox! Make it dramatic, I don’t want to remembered as the idiot who got carried off by a stupid featherbrain. It’s not like anyone will miss me much. And you wouldn’t have to mentor me anymore.”


Rosenose might as well as flown off into space with how high he leapt into the air, fur standing on edge as he spotted the dark-furred apprentice bounding into ThunderClan territory.

"BEETLEPAW!" He yowled with anger, eyes wide with disbelief as he pushed through the scent markers, barreling his way towards her. What an absolutely crazy cat! He had tried giving her the benefit of the doubt - a little freedom went a long way, but was she trying to get herself killed?! What if some ThunderClan meathead was patrolling the border?! Rosenose didn't want to break any of his claws trying to save her behind... but yet... he still crossed into ThunderClan territory. The adrenaline was still coursing through his veins. His features were unreadable despite the frustation that blazed in his eyes. Stuck-up or not, he wasn't about to let Beetlepaw die! Lionstar would give him a much harder time than if they simply crossed the border! What in StarClan's name was she talking about anyway?! Letting her run off to be a stinky rogue? Get snatched up by a bird? No, a fox?

"You stupid mouse-brain!" He hissed as he quickly closed the distance between them, his jaws parted in a stressed pant as he went in to try and grab Beetlepaw by the scruff. If it had worked, the warrior would have started to drag her towards the border with no mercy... and if it hadn't... well, Rosenose was ready for a chase.

[ Ever sunflowerseed Pepperkins ]

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Adderfrost perked his ears as Blossomclaw called his name. He bounded over, nodding to her. "What is it?" The small siamese tom asked. Before the words were even half-way from being said, he scrunched his nose up. "Ugh! What's that smell? It smells like carrion!"

"Take a look for yourself!" she replied, stepping back a bit to think clearly. The smell was overpowering her thought while right next to it. Once a nice distance away, this also opened up the chance to smell other things. Specifically, a suddenly strong smell of Riverclan. At first Blossomclaw thought she had accidentally taken a step over the border, but upon examination, itnseemed to be the opposite way around. The orange molly glanced around quickly, calling out for her patrol members before pointing a sharp tail towards two Riverclan cats on the wrong side of the border. "Seems we have bigger problems than a rabbit right now!"

[ Ever Nebby sunflowerseed Dust xeno ]

[Jesse]

Beetlepaw let out a frightened squeal as Rosenose barreled toward her, looking pretty unhappy. She darted in the other direction in an attempt to escape, but her undeveloped legs were no match for a warrior’s long strides and he caught up to her before she could even make it another foxlength. The moment his teeth chomped down onto her fleshy scruff she belted out an ear-splitting caterwaul. It didn’t hurt. She was just being dramatic. “Let go!” Beetlepaw howled, throwing pathetic kicks at Rosenose’s snout and squirming like a beached minnow. She hated being carried like a kit! It was so embarrassing! The apprentice was so busy trying to wriggle out of her mentors grasp, she didn’t even notice the Thunderclan patrol that had spotted them from afar. An unfamiliar voice interrupted her struggle and she strained her eyes to look for it’s owner. Uh oh..

Dust Pepperkins Ever Nebby sunflowerseed

[Ever]

Pinepaw's heart started to beat faster when she heard the orange warrior call out to Adderfrost. They had smelled something! Pinepaw bounded over on her long legs, sniffing the air. She caught it too! The smell was so strong, like what she had been tasting on the air but now so much closer. She looked up from her sniffing to see an apprentice and warrior. However they were now ones that she recognized. Her eyes went wide and her mouth dropped open. It was happening! They were going to have something interesting happen on her very first patrol! Her breath seemed to want to drop as a sudden shot of adrenaline coursed through her and slowed down time.

Being not entirely sure what to do, Pinepaw leapt toward the two days and stopped a good few foxlengths away and arched her back defensively. Her golden eyes were a glare as she stared at the strangers and let off an angry hiss. She didn't know what to say, her mind was too much of a flurry of activity. It was probably better for the warriors to make the decision kn this situation anyways. The Riverclan warrior and apprentice would likely be running home with their tails between their legs anyways when they saw how outnumbered they were. Pathetic, trying to sneak in with just the two of them.She thought as she watched them carefully.

Nebby sunflowerseed Dust xeno Pepperkins

[Pepperkins]

She glanced at the enemy clan cats for a moment before hissing for Pinepaw to back down. She wasn't sure what they were doing, but Blossomclaw was not going to get into a border tussle on her first patrol as leader. This apprentice obviously didn't know what they were doing. "Wait just a moment, let's see what made them out of their minds to cross over so we can report back to Flintstar," she told them, keeping her tail at the ready incase the two Riverclanners attacked. Even if she was trying to prevent a fight, that wasn't quite out the question.

[ Ever Nebby sunflowerseed Dust xeno ]

[Dust]

Pepperkins Ever Nebby sunflowerseed xeno

As soon as he had managed to grasp Beetlepaw in his jaws, he was half-carrying half-dragging her back towards the border. Or at least where he thought the border was. Gah! Why was she so damn heavy?! Still, he was relentless, a growl grumbling deep in his chest as mumbled quiet obscenities through Beetlepaw's fur.

"Whash your problem, kish? Why'ou running ofsh like a shquirrel-brain?!" Her squirming was getting annoying, more so as she managed to land a solid 'WHAP' across his nose. He would have dropped her right then and there if he hadn't heard the foreign voice of... StarClan please.. not a ThunderClan patrol..? Rosenose adverted his gaze from his apprentice, sheepishly glancing to where it had come from.

"Uhm'Shello?" Was he just going to stand there like a deer in the headlights with Beetlepaw's fur stuffed in his maw? Yes.

[sunflowers.]

Pepperkins Ever Nebby sunflowerseed xeno

As soon as he had managed to grasp Beetlepaw in his jaws, he was half-carrying half-dragging her back towards the border. Or at least where he thought the border was. Gah! Why was she so damn heavy?! Still, he was relentless, a growl grumbling deep in his chest as mumbled quiet obscenities through Beetlepaw's fur.

"Whash your problem, kish? Why'ou running ofsh like a shquirrel-brain?!" Her squirming was getting annoying, more so as she managed to land a solid 'WHAP' across his nose. He would have dropped her right then and there if he hadn't heard the foreign voice of... StarClan please.. not a ThunderClan patrol..? Rosenose adverted his gaze from his apprentice, sheepishly glancing to where it had come from.

"Uhm'Shello?" Was he just going to stand there like a deer in the headlights with Beetlepaw's fur stuffed in his maw? Yes.

[ Pepperkins sunflowerseed xeno Dust Ever ]

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Adderfrost stayed low. He heard the tom call out and he watched him, waiting for Blossomclaw's signal. He didn't want to start a skirmish either. But if they had to, he was ready.

[Pepperkins]

With a frown, she glanced up and down the invaders with a sigh. Why don't cats just follow the rules these days? It would make life so much better. At least to her it would. Like, wasn't there better things to do than mess with other clans daily? She sure could find them, so why couldn't they? Sighing once more, she shook her head at the riverclanners, "I don't wanna fight, I'm extremly too tored for that, so please give me a good reason to why you could possibly be over here?" she meowed, wondering silently to herself when this patrol would end. Her moss in the warriors den seemed so comfy right now.

Shaking the thought out her head, she silently observed the situation. Only a warrior and a apprentice. Were they just out training? Possibly, but who knows. Couldn't cause much damage thats all she knew.

[ Ever Nebby sunflowerseed Dust xeno ]

[Ever]

Pinepaw frowned at the warrior who told her to back down, but she did as she was told. Her tail lashed behind her with frustration. At least Adderfrost seemed to be taking this as a possible threat
There were invaders in their territory. She glared at Blossomclaw. That warrior was already being scrapped down as one of her lesser favorite cats in the clan. Then when she admitted to being tired she did let a little grumbling growl slip between her clenched teeth. She returned her eyes to the two Riverclan cats and kept her mouth shut, much against her will. Someday she would have the chance to handle things her way. Though Pinepaw could confidently say she would never let such weakness show to another clan.

Nebby xeno Dust sunflowerseed Pepperkins

[Jesse]

What? Those were Thunderclan cats? They were just a bunch of wimps.. Beetlepaw’s sigh was half relieved and half disappointed. If they were gonna get caught she’d hoped it’d at least be exciting. But it seemed the stars weren’t ever in her favor. They seemed mildly annoyed at best, even confused. Definitely not the big, tough, snarling enemies she’d thought they be. Why couldn’t something go her way at least once? “I just wanted to know what that awful smell was! Now I know it’s just you..” She mocked them from Rosenose’s mouth, sticking her tongue and spitting in their direction. “You smell like skunk butts!” What were they gonna do? Attack an apprentice for making fun of them? She unfurled a smug grin. “Go eat a frog, stinky!”

Ever Nebby sunflowerseed Pepperkins Dust

[Jesse]

(Gonna skip you Heartstruck just so I can get this patrol out of the clearing!)

With the patrol in tow, Sunblaze trekked along a beaten path that he knew lead to the border, occasionally glancing over his shoulder to make sure nobody, particularly the apprentices, hadn’t strayed or gotten snatched up by a bird. He picked up his pace as the landscape gradually morphed around them and they drew nearer to Thunderclan territory. When the scent of rival cats was almost overwhelming, the ginger warrior halted the patrol and turned around to face them. “Glad to see no one’s paws froze off on the way here.” An amused purr rolled in his throat. “Let's split up and get to work then, shall we? Ashfrost, go take Petuniapaw and mark anything that seems markable that direction. Eveningpaw, we’ll do the same over here.” Sunblaze motioned his young apprentice to follow as he padded alongside the borders edge. “This is your first patrol, am I right? I remember my first patrol.. I admit, I was a bit more.. uh.. enthusiastic than you.” He gracelessly tried striking up conversation.

Heartstruck xoyami Fuzzy

[Fuzzy]

Heartstruck xoyami xeno
(Idk who's turn it is but no ones posted in 2 days)

Petuniapaw skipped behind Ashfrost and Sunblaze. She was really excited. She flashed a smile to Eveningpaw hoping the older molly would have fun too. With the ginger toms instructions Petuniapaw looked up at her mentor. "Lets go! You can show me how marking borders work." The little molly meowed her amber eyes bright.

[Dirtfur]

Dirtfur was excited for this adventure; digging dirt, making tunnels, helping your clan as well. The border is now two tail-lengths away. As he stopped in front of the border, he scented for any danger. ThunderClan cats still on their side, good.
"Listen up, search a Willow tree and their roots," the tabby warrior ordered his patrol. "If there is an opening, come tell me, got it?" Without hearing their agreement, he went to the left side in search for a tunnel.
( x ghostie SilentLamb)

[wolfie]

wormpaw raise his head in the air, sniffing. his nose scrunched up at the scent, sticking his tongue out in disgust. "do you think they use their scent to repel other clan cats?" he ponder, that really was the only reason he could think of on why they smelled so.. blah. he's been wanting to see thunderclan territory because well, birds. he really wanted to see a bird that wasn't dead. nor ugly. wormpaw nodded, deciding to take the right side to search. he prod around a tree's roots. he let out a huff, raking his claws on the tree's bark after it proved to not be an opening.

Dirtfur SilentLamb

[Leucos]

x ghostie Dirtfur

Catching the apprentices question, the molly shrugged "perhaps ...But at least they don't smell like a skunk now right? I mean...that next to a dead creatures smell? Those are the worst ." she meowed with a small chuckle . Going her own way the brown tabby began to wonder, why do this near the middle of leafbare?? It's freezing ! Even her paw pads were starting to go numb. Then again it being freezing means not many were brave enough to even step paw out of their dens....so not many were there to pester them with questions . Sighing BrambleBlaze bit her tongue, only to spot what she thought she saw was a willow tree. But it was kinda hard to tell since it was covered in snow ... "hey dirtfur! Is this one?....I can't tell..." not to mention I never really seen a willow tree...But it's branches look pretty low so...

[Dirtfur]

Though his paws is numb from leafbare's snow and cold, but that won't stop his search for a willow tree-- he'd seen willow trees on border patrols before: curtains of leafs and branches hanging downward.
A call from Brambleblaze beckons him over to the spot where he started the search. He stood before a tall tree with branches so low like Spider from the last meeting, and snow on the branches and on the leaves.
"Maybe, check the roots." He ordered to the she-cat warrior.
( x ghostie SilentLamb)

[Leucos]

Dirtfur x ghostie

Nodding at the order, the warrior sniffed and felt around for the roots . digging up a few piles of snow near the base, she blew the last bits of remaining snow off . They were a mid grey tone and were wild! Long too, she shoved more out of the way next to the small batch and saw even more spread about . Tilting her head she gazed up at the patrol leader "do these meet the requirements ? To be honest they look like any other trees roots to me...." mumbling the second half. Shaking herself off she hopped out and took a seat as she waited.

[wolfie]

wormpaw pause, lifting his head to listen to the murmuring from his clanmates. actually, speaking of that-- the apprentice didn't know what a willow tree was either. weren't all trees the same..? he glanced up at the tree he was checking, raising a brow. looked pretty much like every other tree. "what is special about a willow tree?" wormpaw questioned, voicing his thoughts. "do they have a different smell..?" he mumbled, sniffing the tree he was at. he tried to forcefully pry an opening, grunting.

Dirtfur SilentLamb

[Dirtfur]

He watched as Brambleblaze checked each roots. It seems she searched every nook and cranny. He thought back to what Lionstar had told the patrol leader. "Um... Our leader said to find an opening betwee-" he was interrupted by his apprentice's question. He hissed whilst Wormpaw sniffed the tree, maybe Dirtfur will teach him some manners whenever two cats are talking.
"Stop sniffing, and get over here," he snapped at the lanky tom. "Now this willow tree have low branches and long leafs that hang downward. The roots, well, are long as well." Dirtfur explained, hoping his patrol now understands. "Now what we're looking for is a willow tree with an opening between some roots. Now time is wasting so get on!" He snarled at Brambleblaze and Wormpaw. "And Wormpaw, please know when a conversation had ended when I am needed, got it?"
SilentLamb x ghostie

[wolfie]

wormpaw quickly bounded over, he was just.. examining the tree. (a very cool tree in his opinion) he gaze at tree brambleblaze was looking at, tilting his head to look up at the leaves. as cautiously as ever, wormpaw lean over and sniff the bark. smelled very much like a tree. he huff, turning his gaze back to his mentor. he listen intently to the description, repeating the words softly under his breath. "yessire, " wormpaw nodded and turn away to go back to searching. by the time dirtfur had ended his last statement, the apprentice was eagerly searching for the tunnels and wasn't listening anymore.

Dirtfur SilentLamb