ShadowClan Patrol Place

[Mica]

Mistlewhisker
ShadowClan Deputy
she/her | 42 moons
[Large black cat with a half white muzzle and a pale green eye]
Purrks: Beefed Up T3, Shadow Fiend, Mind Reader
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Chariot ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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[Slytiger - @Ian ] [Beetlejuice - @Ladiebugg ]
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She had been willing to wait. She had been willing to let them come to her with the story of their failure. But now, the deputy had waited too long and it was time to take things into her own paws.

The hulking feline leapt up onto the ledge beneath the Grimpeak, her composure infallible even though she seethed on the inside. Beetlejuice had never shown up for the patrol, but Flashpaw said they saw the warrior before they were separated. She hadn't seen them around at all, and if they didn't show up for this, then they were out of the clan either way. Missing, or exiled.

"Slytiger! Beetlejuice!" The deputy's voice roared across the camp, thundering into dens and into crevices. She was furious, but it was impossible to tell. The only sign of her anger was the tension in her shoulders, like she was ready to shred whatever came close.

Mistlewhisker fixed Slytiger with her one-eyed stare if he approached. "Come here. Now. Neither of you reported back from your patrol, and you managed to lose Flashpaw, leaving her alone in the territory where she was attacked and almost killed." Mistlewhisker leapt down, her weight shaking the ground. "Explain, or get out." She was given orders to exile or execute if she saw fit, and she wasn't going to go easy on incompetent warriors anymore. This was getting ridiculous.

[Please keep in mind Mistlewhisker's thoughts do not reflect my own! She is just very grumpy :sob:]

[Mica]

Birdpaw
ShadowClan
she/her | 9 moons | 51/100
[Blue-grey tabby with dark blue overcoat, white underside and amber eyes]
Purrks: Lyrebird's Lullaby [PERMANENTLY ACTIVE]
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Fool ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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[Mossfreckle - @ellie ] [Midnightpaw - @Omari ]
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Birdpaw followed behind Mossfreckle, fluffy white paws stepping in the pawprints of petite ones. She clamped a bunch of herbs in her jaw, the sweet scents soothing. She was disappointed the patrol had ended so quickly... she really wanted to go back out there and run around for a while!
Patrols were always too quick. Usually they would sate her energy, but lately she had been consumed by racing thoughts and racing paws. Hmmmmmhmhmhm maybe she could ask Papa or Mama to take her out... Birdpaw whipped her head to Mossfreckle when he spoke to her, nodding vigorously and dropping some of her plants in the process. "Mhmhm!" She chirped, depositing the leaves at his tiny paws. "Can I be on another patrol later? I wanna patrol again!" She hopped on her paws excitedly.

[Birdpaw delivered +5 chamomile!]

[Omari]

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Midnightpaw
Shadowclan
She/her
Purrks: Silver Tongue(active) & Hulk Smash(inactive)

Midnightpaw toddled along after her patrol-mates, taking up the rear and following behind Birdpaw. A younger apprentice but a capable one all the same. The trek back home allowed her to think–about how she wished she had been placed on a hunting patrol, but nevertheless. Herbs were important to the clan, so gathering them up was, of course, helpful in its own right.. It just wasn't her favourite type of patrol.

Arriving back home, she swiveled between clanmates that were either returning from patrols or just bustling about camp, following the medicine cat and the young apprentice before her until they found their way back to Grousepaw.

After hearing Mossfreckle's words, she gave a nod and placed her herbs to the ground. Taking one more sniff at the lovely scented purple herb before her, she stood up tall and stepped back.

“A lovely and effective patrol. I hope you lot have a nice day, now.” Polite she was, yes. With a respectful dip of her head to the medicine cats, she offered Birdpaw a simple smile before she went on her way.

[ @ellie - Mossfreckle, @Mica - Birdpaw
3 chamomile & 2 lavender ]
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[Luminous]

She/her - 8 moons
Short grey molly with a darker stripe and amber eyes
The collector - Heightened perception (smell) - Hulk SMASH

Mouth absolutely stuffed with the herbs and their scent practically clogging her senses, the short apprentice bounced back to the camp, slitghly ahead of the rest of her patrol.

"Guoushe!!"
Oh right, talking with a mouth full of plants was generally difficult. Spitting out the plants, she looked over at the med-cat-paw. "Look, look, we found so many chickweeds, annndddd like.... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7... a bunch of tormentail!" Chest puffing up, Pigeonpaw gestured between her pile of plants and the patrol who presumably entered behind her.
@Rose @redshiftreign @wolfie
+ 4 chickweed and 4 tormentil (post, post)