Beyond Enemy Lines

[Dolomedes]

Morningpaw
He/him | TC apprentice | Moons: 6 | No purrks

Morningpaw padded towards the group immediately. Expploring Riverclan's territory? That sounded awesome! Imagine what they could find and learn. If those fish-breaths ever try something against Thunderclan when they get back they wouldn't even have the advantage of Thunderclan not knowing their territory. They will be belly up before they could even touch paw in Thunderclan's own territory. The apprentice was incredibly upset that he had missed the battle that drove out the fish so maybe this would make up for it slightly. Barely. The apprentice looked around for someone to annoy and pester for details of the fight while waiting for everyone to leave.

[ OPEN ]

[twizzypaw]

”Creepingpaw! Don’t get left behind..” Lavendersong teased the young silver Egyptian mau apprentice, her long feathery black tail swaying behind her as she approached the rest of the clan to join in on the expedition to River Clan. Creepingpaw followed Lavendersong, but not too closely behind. Distracted by his intrusive thoughts of uncertainty. But nevertheless, Creepingpaw was not known to succumb to nerves and fear. The proud young Tom held his head high and trodded closer to Lavendersong.

”Do you think we’ll get to fight the fish eaters?” Creepingpaw growled, flexing his claws into the earth beneath him.

“Well, even if we do, you stick to the plan and stay close to me. Got it?” Lavendersong meowed gently, her icy bright grey eyes curiously gazing at her apprentice. It wasn’t hard for her to notice her apprentice’s pattern of arrogance and hot headedness. But Lavendersong was determined to mend him into a softer, more kind warrior. The long haired black warrior gave her paw a quick lick, while assessing the rest of the group and awaiting for further instruction from Bumblestar.

[Rose]

[ #flocklitterkestrel ]

“Yeah Creepingpaw, don’t get left behind.” A voice piped up uncharacteristically cheerily from the sidelines. Kestrelpaw didn’t make it a habit of terrorizing trailing after her denmates, but Creepypaw had taunted her first! Basically, this was Kestrelpaw’s version of ‘He started it!’. Zipping up to the mentor and apprentice and aiming her brightest, most well-behaved smile at Lavendersong, Kestrelpaw latched onto the pair like an unshakeable burr.

“Hullo Miss. I’m Creepypa— Creepingpaw’s friend. My name is Kestrelpaw.” She offered pleasantly - no mind that she’d solely claimed to be a friend solely for the reason of bothering her denmate - and then shot Creepypaw a sidelong glance. The rattlesnake-patterned apprentice snorted with amusement. “You’re too late to fight ‘fish-eaters’, considering they’re long gone by now.” The turquoise-eyed apprentice scoffed and tossed her head. “Have you already forgotten that RiverClan was only just chased away by all three Clans?”

[ @twizzypaw - Lavendersong & Creepingpaw ]

[twizzypaw]

Creepingpaw's ears perked at the familiar voice of Kestralpaw. Sweeping his gaze over to her, he mischievously smirked at her echoing remark. If there’s one thing Creepingpaw enjoyed, it’s a little back-and-forth banter and competition. Which was, of course, how he tries to make friends. The 6 moon old tom bounded closer to his mentor and paused beside her, flashing Kestrelpaw a playfully pouty face at her nickname for him. Oh, how original…

Lavendersong stifled a small giggle with her long feathery tail before laughing sweetly at Kestrelpaw’s humorous jabs at her apprentice. Her voice certainly lived up to her name; dancing through the air like spring petals. The young pitch black maine coone tipped her head to Kestrelpaw as a greeting, ”Kestrelpaw, so nice to meet your funny self… I’m Lavendersong.” Lavendersong purred warmly before waving her long tail in Creepingpaw’s face, ”Please excuse my apprentice, Kestrelpaw… he’s worried we’ll be ambushed by RiverClan during our expedition.”

Creepingpaw’s nose twitched before he jerked his face away from his mentor’s fluffy tail. He lifted his paw and rubbed his nose to ease the tickle before tilting then shaking his head at Lavendersong. ”Worried? Nah… I’m itching for a fight!” He exclaimed with his chest, his toothy smile proudly beaming at the thought of running into trouble so he can show off his skills.

@Rose

[Bonsai]

Dogchase
He/him ~*~ Open

The large tom's ears flicked towards his leader as she spoke. His whiskers twitched in thought. A chance to see Riverclan territory. An opportunity like this truly couldn't be passed up. The advange it would give any warrior who went on one of their current biggest threats, would be well worth the hassle that was the journey. Dogchase almost sprang to his paws. He was no fan of water, but could he call himself a warrior if he didn't go? The clan needed him and that was that.

Then he faltered . Bumblestar was flocked with warriors. Her words about no injured cats rung in his ears. He could feel his stump twitching where once his lengthy tail would have moved. It felt as though his tail was still there, but he knew that was just a trick. It was gone, and it had taken his balance with it. Now hovering indecisively around group, he faltered. Did they truly need him there? Would he only be a burden if he went?

Frustration boiled at the inside of his stomach. Before his injury he would have gone no questions asked. Now he was made to wonder if he would even be a help to his clanmates. It was more than humiliating. It was wholly heartbreaking. What kind of cat was he without a tail? He knew that this line of thought was ridiculous. He knew that he could still do most of the things that he had done before. So why was he hesitating? "Ridiculous kitten." He muttered to himself

He stored his emotions for now. He could be indecisive later. How could he prove to the clan that he was still useful if he never stepped up? Respect was earned. He had to work for it. If Bumblestar thought he was too injured to go, she would just tell him, that was her job after all. It was his job to do his part so he would do it to the best of his ability.

He committed and stepped forward to join the group. "I can go." His husky voice showcased none of his doubts, and neither did his serious expression. It was no cat's burden but his own.