[taillow]

 

Originally Posted by Neptune.

Wrenpaw
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42/100
9 moons || she/her || RiverClan Apprentice || Silver Tongue
medium furred silver smoke she-cat; blue eyes

Catches held fast in her maw, Wrenpaw leads the charge back into RiverClan's camp, tail held high and rather proud of herself. She'd successfully hunted something! Two things, actually, even with a sort of... lackluster lesson. Ok, well, no lesson, just a demonstration, but she'd made the most of it, and that was more than enough. Spotting the Lionheart who had assigned the patrols, Wren makes a beeline for Dusklion, ignoring the irritated twitch of her whiskers at the thought of reporting to the other cat.

"Dusklion," she says, getting right to the point and taking careful attention to not give even the slightest hint of respect in her words and tone of voice. "I've finished the hunting patrol, but I took Frostmelt with me instead as Ponddrop couldn't be bothered to do more than show up after being assigned." Her tail swishes furiously behind her for a moment, but she regains her control a second later. "Nothing else really happened. I caught a mouse and a vole, Frostmelt caught a few more things. That's all." Without waiting to be dismissed, Wrenpaw picks up the prey she caught and goes to drop it with the others on the fresh-kill pile.

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DUSKLION
she/her | riverclan's head lionheart | 27 moons

It was cute, the way Wrenpaw seemed to lay every ounce of disrespect into her tone. Dusklion just watched her with an unimpressed expression as she approached. She'd heard the whole debacle of the 'paw calling for another warrior since Ponddrop didn't seem to care for their duties outside of showing up. There was a praise working its way up her throat to deliver to the kid for fixing the situation, but Wrenpaw turned and stalked away before the head Lionheart could say anything. Dusk scoffed and rolled her eyes, taking note to call Ponddrop over with the rest of the punishment she'd be delivering.