Smallpines

[dino.]

“Mmm.” Bumblestar knew what Spiderthroat meant. And as tempting as it was… “Nah. Just checking. Can’t afford to start a fight over boundaries on top of everything else we’ve got goin’ on.”

A flick of her tail as she considered. “But if they wanna be aggressive with the marking, we can, too.” She angled her head toward Cedarstrike. "You take the right side and move inward. Spiderthroat, you 'n I start left. We'll run the length of it. Tell 'em to piss off if they even think about starting issues again. Just watch the water for otters."

If they wanted to come back and immediately set back on their old ways, Bumblestar didn't care what WindClan thought about it; she'd be putting an end to it for good.

[ @Starfall @babysith ]

[wolfie]

┆彡 T H E S I N - E A T E R ☆

HE . HIM . 56 MOONS . RIVERCLAN WARRIOR

heavily scarred & skinny black tom with white speckles; cloudy light amber eyes. walks with a prominent limp & has protruding fangs that overlap his bottom lip.

content + interaction warning : this character frequently explores themes of mental health, complex trauma, and abuse

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└➤ ⌗ @dino. @Starfall @babysith

the oriental was out on a hunt, searching for prey to bring back home. he hadn't meant to stray by the borders, truthfully. much less near smallpines. otters were the one foe he had no experience with, and he didn't have confidence they wouldn't simply drown him if they grabbed ahold. however, what caught his interest was distant voices & a familiar scent. a patrol coming by, perhaps? wormbite paused, his curiosity piqued.

he dropped into a crouch, sticking low as he walked through the undergrowth. he found himself falling back into the shadows, black fur blending it as if it was a second home.

[ shadow fiend has been activated ]

his paw stepped quietly onto the cold, wet ground while he walked through the cattails, and reeds. perhaps with any luck his scent would blend in with the marshy wetland. truth of the matter, he could care less if they knew he was there. wormbite simply didn't want to talk to them. thunderclanners were known to like .. their chatter.

he itched closer and closer, ears keening to hear their voices and pawsteps. nose twitching, daring them to take a paw step over the boundary. there were three cats. spiderthroat he knew by his scent, bumblestar by her voice. the other was a mystery. he resided crouching in the reeds - only his cloudy amber eyes glinting against the sunlight was a tell of who lurked. something easy to miss if one was not observant. but he stared, and he stared with an intensity of a thousand suns.

he had missed what the deputy had said, but he inferred it was something stupid. at least it appeared thunderclan would leave them be (for now) considering their paws seemed to be full. with what he didn't have a clue, but interesting nonetheless. wormbite had to hold back a snort, yeah, the border patrol definitely hadn't wanted to let up on the border scenting.

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★ ULTIMATE PREDATOR ★ JUST A SCRATCH ★ SHADOW FIEND ★ SURVIVAL INSTINCTS

[TanghuluCat]

☾ Brokenstream | 23 MOONS | HE/HIM ☽
header & divider by @/Marigoldwhisper



Brokenstream scowled as he followed Wormbite’s scent down to the ThunderClan border. Although he didn’t know him very well, the tom didn’t seem like the type to try and cause trouble with the other Clans intentionally. At least, so he hoped. And even still, who’s to say the other Clans wouldn’t try to say they were causing trouble anyways? Regardless, he pushed forward until he felt Wormbite’s scent was the strongest. Still, he couldn’t see him.

”Wormbite!” The Lionheart hissed quietly, aware that ThunderClan scent was strong. ”Come out here, now.” Finally, he spotted a familiar pelt. ”Fadingstar doesn’t want any cat near the borders unless they’re on an assigned patrol. You’re not in trouble, but follow me back to camp, please.” His tail tip flicked anxiously, not wanting to be caught just the two of them by an enemy patrol. RiverClan had enough to deal with right now.

”If you heard or saw anything worth reporting, it can wait until we’re back to camp.” With that the bengal turned and immediately began heading away.

( @wolfie - hihi as stated before Worm is not in trouble so don’t fret !!! And to any RIVERCLAN warriors/apprentices who are thinking of going to the border and aren’t in the WCO discord, Fading has said that no cats are to go to the borders if they are NOT assigned to a border patrol if you would like clarification, please either reach out to @/occultation, or one of the Lionhearts! )