Full warren [p]

[Rani]

Crowtooth
Windclan Tunneler/Fury | He/him | 51 Moons

Power Card: Cold Gust

Ok as was routine now it was time for another group for tunnel training! Winterpaw had expressed interest and he was overdue for it, Leechscar Batglare and Dapplebreeze needed it for the fury rank.... Stars that was still larger then his usual group, where did all this come from??? Best not delay then.


The cats were rounded up with various degrees of enthusiasm and many rasps of "Tunnel trainin' time, I dont care what ya were doin' ya gotta get this done. Come on, up an' at 'em!" the four were gathered and Crowtooth lead them out of camp to the nearest tunnel entrance, starting his spiel.


"Alrighty ya'll are here ta learn some tunnelin' so lets get some info down before ya even enter.



First: senses! Yer gonna be blind as a bat (heh) so yer gonna rely on different senses.

Yer whiskers are a godsend, use 'em. Ya cant see roots or rocks or the turns o' the tunnels so keep yer head down an' stretched out an' whiskers brushin' the ground or wall so they'll feel thin's comin' before they hit yer paws. Get good an' ya can even trot wit'out fallin' usin' this.


Hearin'. Now sounds can be deceptive. Rushin' water (which is a death sentence down there) can sound just the same as wind an' sounds tend ta echo. However listenin' for creatures movin' can guide ya ta a warren ta hunt or warn ya if a predator is comin'. Plus if ya chirp loudly ya can tell some info by how it sounds. Muffled an' yer facin' a wall or the path dead ends, hollow or echoy an' the tunnel goes onward.


Finally yer main one, scent. Scent dont really flow or fade down there wit' no wind ta move or wipe it clean. It sticks an' stays fer awhile so if ya smell somethin' dont trust its as fresh as it seems.

However I abuse that. I an' all tunnelers I instruct mark the right wall as they go inta the tunnels, so if ya find anyone's mark an' wanna get out make sure its on yer left an' eventually it'll take ya too an exit.


Scents's still useful though, if ya smell wet/damp run as water (again, dangerous) is in the area, the moor an' an exit is nearby, rabbit an' theres likely rabbit, predator scents linger too so identifyin' aint too hard unlike above where it can be muddled."
Arriving at the tunnel entrance Crowtooth shifted the heather off of it to reveal the spot, coughing several times as his raspy rant taxed his throat. Shouldve asked for juniper from Lightningstorm for all the talking he's going to be doing but thats hindsight for you.


"Alright fire away questions before we head down an' I explain tunnelin' an' some navigation tips, maybe let ya try out skills fer yerself an' do some diggin'."
Or no questions and they could get going, that worked too.


@Moonraven @Undertaker @zozelen @Alchemist Kitsune (no post order for this rp for speed reasons lol just post when you can and fire away!)

[Alchemist Kitsune]

| Dapplebreeze |
69 Moons - WindClan Fury Lieutenant
Agatha Kitty - Active | Silver Tongue - Active | Beefed Up [Tier 3] - Inactive

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The twitch of an ear. A quiver of whiskers. A mild albeit restless sway of her tail. The lieutenant was out of her comfort zone, and unlike the last time she had been forced to retreat to the tunnels, there was no blazing inferno just outside waiting to devour her. Making the open plains a much more inviting place than the hellishly dark place they were meant to visit today.

Dapplebreeze would never admit it. That she was scared. She would rather eat her own tail than sound such preposterous, self pitying words. But the darkness of the tunnels, their constraint and lack of wind... it was all so... preternatural to her. It made her fur bristle ever so lightly. Barely noticeable to any but the most intimately familiar with her. She supposed it was a good thing her daughter was not here with them today, as outside of Batglare, the senior warrior could admit she wasn't as close as she ought be with the rest of the furies despite her affections for them. There was the mild worry, of course, that Batglare would notice her... perturbance in this situation, but she could always cross her tail and hope the tom had not taken enough notice of her in their time together of late to realize just how much she loathed this predicament they were currently in.

A part of her wondered as Crowtooth spoke if it was too late to join Leechscar in an attempt to desert. Anything to not have to go into those tunnels. Realizing where her mind had wandered, the patched she-cat took a deep, shaky breath, slowly releasing the air through her nostrils in an attempt to calm herself. How dare she have such horrendous thoughts? WindClan before anything! If she could not face these dreadful, dark, dangerous tunnels, how would she be able to face her ancestors when her time came to join them in Silverpelt? Besides, the black and white tom was giving important information on how to exit. On how to know your surroundings at any given time. Mark the right wall. Mark the right wall. Follow the left to escape. Or exit. Whichever was preferred.

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@Moonraven [Batglare] | @Rani [Crowtooth] | @Undertaker [Leechscar] | @zozelen [Winterpaw]
| Congratulations, Crowtooth and Twilightstar. Between the both of you Dapplebreeze has been finally rendered speechless. |

[Moonraven]

Batglare
Tunneling. It was the one thing that Batglare wasn't all that familiar with. The senior warrior didn't mind taking some basic lessons. He never minded learning new tricks despite his older age. Still, he could understand Windclanners' general dislike of being in the tunnels. It was pitch black down here and walls boxed them in on both sides. There was no fresh air down here, no breeze, little light.

It wouldn't be surprising if cats had full-on panic attacks down here. If Batglare hadn't grown up in a cave and had lived his whole life in the old plains as full-blooded WindClanner, he was sure that he's had a firm detest for tunneling. But he wasn't so being down here didn't bother him in the slightest it reminded him greatly of his home before WindClan.

As Crowtooth babbled on, Batglare absorbed all the information he wasn't already familiar with or what straight-up common sense. However, he was sure he could have learned most of what was said quickly enough stuck alone. Even so, listening to an expert wasn't bad. While he listened, his green-yellow eyes gleamed as he occasionally kept an eye on Dapplebreeze and Leechscar.

Neither of the two had seemed delighted with the idea of going into the tunnels, Leechscar being the worst. It was harder to see down here, but she seemed uneasy, movements a little stiffer, paw steps slightly hesitating. The comforting confidence and sureness she exuded were gone. Her fear scent wasn't strong or all that noticeable unless you were scenting for it like he was. Batglare leaned to press his pelt against the younger she-cat, a habit he had picked up when consoling Twistedpaw. He didn't see the need to bring up Dapplebreeze's uncomfortableness or offer words, he wasn't any good at that either way.

He swept his tail out behind him assuming Leechscar wouldn't be far. He had been with the tom as an apprentice when he had the unfortunate luck of running into that badger den. He wasn't certain, but he figured the tom's dislike of tunnels had something to do with that. Batglare wanted to make sure the tom wasn't drifting into a panic attack as Twistedpaw often did if she was left with her thoughts too long.

@Rani [Crowtooth] | @Alchemist Kitsune [Dapplebreeze] | @Undertaker [Leechscar] | @zozelen [Winterpaw]