
September 5th, 2024, 04:42 PM
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Re: Saltmeadow Marsh
ROOKFIRE
[ he/him | shadowclan enforcer | purrks ] rookfire truly wondered what the hell he had with cats that were either silent from what he actively knew of them, or had the name silent quite literally in their name, because after his patrol with mudslide who was as good as a communicator as a cat dead and buried, he had picked silentpaw as his next patrol mate. there wasnt really much that went into consideration for him despite the current activity the cats were involved in. if there was someone simply resting, they were probably more likely to be snatched away by rook for a surprise patrol.
anyway, hopefully this would be less awkward silence and more light hearted conversation, or maybe it would be fine to settle for a pleasant quiet, they were going to the border instead of searching for herbs and despite the liking he had taken to gawking at the other side of the swampy water, he didnt really want to get into a fight or whatever with a apprentice he was supposed to take care of involved. soft soil sounding and feeling as soggy as he remembered, rookfire lead the way around brush and slick trees towards the actual border. all the moss and watermint he could gather here....all the great deep green moss growing on slimy trees...border patrol. it was a border patrol. he really hated the slimy trees though. why did water have to stick to them and combine with the bark into this weird softish mass that stuck to the wood and pretty much anything else it touched. yuck.
having come to a halt, "have you ever been here?" the enforcer finally addressed silentpaw, shooting him a questioning look before turning his head back to stare at the flat land on the other side of the border, silver eyes scanning the greenery for riverclanners.
[ silentpaw - @Starphobia ]
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