| Dapplebreeze |
77 Moons - WindClan Fury Lieutenant
Agatha Kitty - Active | Silver Tongue - Active | Killer Aptitude [Tier 3] - Inactive
Between Lightningstorm's uncharacteristic seriousness and Hawkfur's far too eager volunteering to be caught in a trap that had already hurt so many of their clanmates, Dapplebreeze was just about ready to need a deep breath to compose herself. Perhaps not the most volatile or dramatic of reactions, but a reaction from her all the same... which was more than she tended to offer. Gratefully, Twilightstar's good mood evened out the youngster's stress, and the fury eagerly departed after her, offering only a last, parting glance at Batglare before focusing on the task at paw. She had no doubt the three would succeed in their mission, but there was always that concern. That fickle, errant thought of
But what if...?
Marching behind her companions, the fury kept her attention to a different location than both of them. She trusted they would be on their highest alert, and with all three of them focusing mostly on different sectors as opposed to trying to see it all, she had to assume that they would have more success... and less of a chance for Hawkfur to sacrifice himself. Eyes well used to the plateau scanned the horizon, on the lookout for anything that might be different. Out of sorts. That like the twolegs themselves, simply did not belong here.
Mismatched ears perked up as the red fury chirped, dark blue hues following his line of sight only to instantly spot what he had seen. With curiosity, she padded behind him, apprehensive of getting too close without further inspection. The device certainly looked menacing, and she would understand quite clearly why Lightningstorm had been looking as if sleep had been avoiding her since the twolegs had started planting these around their territory. And injury from one of these would be... unpleasant in the plainest terms possible.
"Aye, my dear. It would appear to be the case. This is the one that has taken a couple of apprentices down already, hasn't it? Their legs, particularly? So it's safe to say that it reacts to being stepped on. Or at the very least being approached in some way. I cannot fathom how the twolegs are alerted to our presence once it traps one of ours, however. To my knowledge no one has mentioned anything about a call being made by this... thing to summon the villains," Dapplebreeze mewed in a contemplative tone of voice, gaze appraising what could be seen of the horrid trap with a meticulous eye.
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Mica [Batglare]