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October 15th, 2024, 10:19 PM
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Re: Smallpines
@ Levanya
(TreeClimber)-(Agender)-(12 moons)-(Riverclan warrior)
" Sure! I've been itching to hunt something! "
They said with a lot of enthusiasm, they felt like they had been cooped up in camp for forever and a half! It felt so nice to finally stretch their legs.
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October 16th, 2024, 08:13 PM
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Re: Smallpines
Goldenwing huffed softly as she thought about her response. "I'm grateful that we're settled in the new camp, the turmoil of the last couple moons has been pretty overwhelming. It might take a bit to get used to the new layout, though," she murmured. "I try not to be pessimistic, but I was getting fed up with the old two-leg den. I'm not sure how much longer I could have been cooped up in there," the warrior admitted.
The she-cat turned to Treeclimber, speaking louder for both cats to hear. "Freshkill is a good idea, the pile at camp has been pretty bare since we couldn't bring much from the old camp. Most cats have been preoccupied with setting up the new dens."
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October 19th, 2024, 01:33 PM
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Re: Smallpines
Songfeather
She/her l 20 Moons l Warrior
Songfeather listened carefully to her sisters words. "I agree. The two-leg den was not a home for us cats. never would've been. I am glad we found the new camp.", a shiver run down her spine when she remembered their temporary camp. It did the job, but the beige she cat preferred the forest over anything. And the river of course. She nodded when the two warriors agreed to hunt. "Let's just refresh the last markings and then see if we can catch something." she meowed enthusistically. After all, they where not a hunting patrol. So they should first finish what they started.
Songfeather kept on walking along the border. Putting her scent marks where she could sense the old ones. But she did not dare to stop focusing on her surroundings. The warrior didn't want to get surprised by otters or rival clancats. Today it seemed calm along this border though. She could make out any signs of them at least. "You guys hear or smell anything unusual?" she asked, looking around. She just wanted to make sure they didn't miss anything. When the other cats had answered her, she would nod and start to head back in the direction of the camp.
On her way back Songfeather would try to hunt.
As the trio padded through the forest, the beige cat stopped when she heard some rustling in the undergrowth. She liftet her nose, opening her mouth slightly to scent the air. A vole. Silently Songfeather moved towards the small rodent, waiting, aiming, and then pouncing on it. The vole almost escaped her paws, but failed. She killed it fast before it could try to run again.
[Rolled the dice: 15]
With a satisfied smile, she picked the dead prey up and padded over to the others again, heading back to camp with them.
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October 22nd, 2024, 09:48 AM
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Re: Smallpines
(TreeClimber)-(Agender)-(12 moons)-(Riverclan warrior)
" Hm, I don't really smell anything too odd. "
They mewed as they helped mark the borders, they managed to catch a fish, of which they were proud of. Then they padded back to the camp clearing @ Sageflower0714 @ Levanya
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October 28th, 2024, 03:41 PM
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Re: Smallpines
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╰┈➤ ❝ [Goldfish] ❞
| RiverClan Lionheart | She/her | Mentions; @nyme [Joined the posts together to try and speed things up! ^^]|
Salamanderpaw's enthusiasm earned a grin and a light laugh. After they'd entered RiverClan Territory, Goldfish hadn't mentioned the exact location. There was no landmark of importance in this area. "Take a good sniff and look around yourself, Manders. This is the general part of the territory, the main landmark here is the Camp. In the territory we've got water, trees, all the classic stuff. We'll look at borders first, starting with the ThunderClan border~ come on this way. And don't run ahead! While we're walking, try to find something that can help you remember where we are." She explained thoroughly, similarly to how she had during Mari's tour. That felt so long ago. It kind of was. She continued to trot along at a steady pace, trying to burn some of Salamanderpaw's energy. Eventually, the pair would reach the ThunderClan border.
"This is Smallpines, the border with ThunderClan. That unknown cat scent is- you guessed it probably- ThunderClan. Stay two tail-lengths from the border, in case we come across some feisty ThunderClan cats. Have you been to a gathering yet?" Goldfish informed, then questioned. Her tortioseshell pelt was smoothed and nose tilted upward slightly, smelling for fresh ThunderClan scent that could reveal a cat or patrol here. She then moved her nose down again. "ThunderClanners shouldn't jump out of the trees like runaway squirrels and divebomb you, and we aren't being problematic, so you don't have to worry." She mewed, feeling the need to add the reassurance. Even if ThunderClanners did want to be cruel she'd protect Manders at all cost. She was only an apprentice after all, just a mere kiddo.
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November 7th, 2024, 09:39 PM
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Re: Smallpines
[Antpaw]
Apprentice|9 moons|Thunderclan
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"Smells like Riverclan stink here." Antpaw grouches. There wasn't anything interesting he could smell at the moment, only the stale scent of a past Riverclan patrol marking their borders. He wrinkles his nose with scorn.
[Antpaw rolls a 12]
There's ice on the riverbank, signs of it soon becoming leaf bare. Antpaw spots a small water vole carefully digging into the frozen ground, searching for food.
[Antpaw rolls a 14]
Hungry, unsuspecting prey were easy to catch. Antpaw crouches and stalks the creature carefully. Though he does make a mistake, letting his tail accidentally swish past a rock, the loud noise of running water covers it up. Before the vole notices the shadow of the predator creeping up on it, it swiftly meets its end. [+1 Vole]
"Humph. Caught one." Antpaw snorts, picks up the vole with his mouth, and glances at the other patrol members, especially Willowfrost. It wasn't an angry glare, he just wanted her to see that he could catch prey now. Compared to the first patrol they went on together, he was now an apprentice to be proud of. The vole is, though, admittedly less plump than voles in the middle of leaf fall, and what's more, the ground is semi frozen and annoying to dig. Antpaw still manages to get the job done, burying it shallowly.
'Thank you Starclan, or whatever I'm supposed to say.' "Do we keep moving now?" He asks irritably.
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@ babysith /Cedarstrike,
@ Frozen /Primrose Beepaw
@ korok /Willowfrost
@ hermeswind /Echobarley
Last edited by Badwolf; November 7th, 2024 at 09:42 PM.
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Re: Smallpines
Willowfrost strolled quietly behind the rest of the patrol as they arrived at Smallpines. Antpaw was right, it did stink of RiverClan. Nothing overpowering, of course, but she was still getting used to having to share the border again with those fish-breaths. Speaking of the border...ice seemed to be beginning to stretch it's first bit of claws across the water. Leafbare would be upon them soon.
Amber eyes caught sight of a small water vole nearby, but it seemed Antpaw had locked onto it too. She had been on patrol with him when his mentor had disappeared- his lack of training back then evident. It was time to see what he had learned now. Taking a step back, the she-cat watched with interest as the young tom dropped into a crouch. Ah, swept his tail. Luckily, the rush of the water seemed to conceal the noise. Then, swiftly, the apprentice took the vole's life. "Well done, Antpaw." She mewed, approval in her nod as she padded up to him and took a sniff at the vole. Though she would never admit it out loud unprompted, Antpaw reminded her a lot of herself when she was younger. Stars, maybe even now. "If you master keeping your tail still, you could very well become one of the best hunter's in the Clan." She praised before opening her jaws to detect a scent.
[ WILLOWFROST ROLLED A 17 ]
A rather strong scent of squirrel wafted past her and her ears immediately went alert. A fat, juicy squirrel would be perfect. The Clan could use some fattening up before leafbare hit. Willowfrost began treading lightly towards the scent until she finally spotted a squirrel near the base of the tree eating some nuts that had fallen on the ground. She would have to be quick lest it make it's escape back up the trunk.
[ WILLOWFROST ROLLED A 16 ]
Dropping into a crouch, Willowfrost slowly crept towards the squirrel, ears flat. Right as she was about to pounce, the wind shifted, seemingly carrying her scent towards her prey. The squirrels head perked up but Willowfrost was faster. She launched herself at the rodent before it had a chance to scurry away, quickly nipping at it's neck to kill it. Glancing back at Antpaw, her whiskers twitched in amusement. "We need to wait for everyone else to catch up, but if you catch more, you can tell them they may be outdone by an apprentice at this rate." She mewed good-naturedly.
[ +1 squirrel ]
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Re: Smallpines
┏━━━━━•°•°•❈•°•°•━ ━━━━┓
<— Cedarstrike —>
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She-Cat <‐> 35 Moons <-> Warrior <-> Thunderclan <-> #cdrstrk
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@Frozen Primrose , @korok , @hermeswind , @Badwolf
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Cedarstrike walked quietly with Beepaw at her side, hmm'ing. It was getting chilly... "Well I suppose now is a better time than any to begin your territory tour, huh?" The she-cat gestured to the ice creeping along the riverbank. "This river marks the boarder of our and Riverclan's respective territories. There are fish in there, but for now... I'd suggest keeping away from the bank. The ice makes it a little more dangerous and I don't want you to trip. When I come on patrols, I like to make it a point to mark our territory and strengthen our boarders, so I suggest you make a habit doing the same."
She would do so, before a scent caught her nose.
[16]
Cedarstrike's tail swished as she crouched low to the ground. "Watch me, little one..." Silently, she inched along the forest floor right towards a rat. Luckily, she went largely undetected.
[10]
Still, as she leapt for the rat, she landed on a branch concealed by fallen leaves and it snapped, spooking the rat. This didn't stop her, however, she immediately gave chase and snatched it up between her teeth last second before it dove into its burrow. Thank the stars.
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