Rainpaw perked her ears up and raced out of the apprentice's den at Dusklion's summons. She nodded at the instructions given to her and went to where Caveclaw was waiting for her. I-I'm here!" She mewed, dipping her head to the lionheart.
Patrol? Sounded good to Splashleap, she was always up for a good little stretch of the legs. Hopefully not of the claws, but then again, it was always a possibility. With Windclan and all that. Dusklion seemed quite strict on keeping the peace however, which eased her worries somewhat. She didn't particularly want to go to war, hadn't needed to fight in a long time, and had been quite alright with that. That being said, she didn't particularly hate battle either. There was something thrilling about that. Something that sharpened the senses, and made her feel so very, very alive. But for now, just go and mark the border. Stay well on the Riverclan side, and let Caveclaw make any actually important decisions that came up. I'm ready to roll! she chirped, trotting up to stand behind the Lionheart and already-present apprentice. Just lead the way.
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Floodsight ✦ RiverClan | 21 moons | Mind Reader ; Beefed Up T1 ; empty slot
With the sudden call for patrols, Floodsight jolted stiffly before turning around to the dark gray deputy calling for them to gather. She was just midway through her stretch with her mouth half open, ready for a yawn, before awkwardly stopping at the sudden announcement. A little embarrassed, with slightly heated face, she scrambled to recomposed herself and shook her pelt clean before making her way swiftly towards the cats gathering around Dusklion, waiting for the assignments to be handed out. One by one.
It wasn't before long she'd heard her name being called. Her ears perked up when the location was announced to be Lionsbeach. Thank the stars it was. She'd always loved that place and being able to go there so often lately had put a small smile to her face. And for the rest of the patrol, there was Duskleaf and Cricketpaw. Until recently, the former had been the Head Lionheart, one that Floodsight had assumed to have been doing well until the recent announcements saying otherwise. She had some concerns for the other warrior's mental wellbeing, but the silver molly had decided it'd be better not to bring up the past and just focus on the present. Afterall, in Floodsight's eyes, it didn't make him any less of a hunter or clanmate. And the little one, she'd knew nothing about but was sure to keep an eyes out for them, just in case.
"Duskleaf, Cricketpaw! Let's make haste." She'd called for them, flicking her tail to entrance of the abandoned twoleg den. Hunting at Lionsbeach should be relatively easy, couple pickings of fish and a few birds to boot. The lack of immediate danger was more than relieving for Floodsight. "Whenever you're all ready, let's head out."
Brokenstream nodded in agreement with Dusklion’s warnings. She was right- aggression, no matter how deserved…, would only make the slowly healing situation worse. Turning, he swept his gaze around until he spotted his two patrol mates. ”Hey Wormbite, Rowanmane- you ready?” He called over to them, already facing the direction to the entrance of camp.
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Male | 41 Moons | RiverClan Warrior | Apprentice: RainingPaw | Posts: 77
large midnight charcoal agouti tabby tom with bright blue eyes, many scars, messy medium-length fur, underbite
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He had been resting in camp, giving himself a break from excessive work for now, especially sic e he’d been especially achey and sour recently. When he had heard patrols being called out his ears perked up with interest as he listened intently, a sigh of joy escaping his muzzle as he heard his name called. He at least slightly knew one of the cats on the patrol, the other he’d never interacted with…ever. He knew of the cats existence, he was a Lionheart after all.
He stood up when the deputy finished, flicking his tail to get a leaf stuck to it off and carefully approached BrokenStream. “Yup!” the large tom rumbled.
In all honesty, Cricket'Paw for once wasn't that energetic, after having woken up from a short sleep, it was quite a jolt to hear her name being called by the deputy. Scrambling out, she didn't bother smoothing her fur. "Hello Floodsight, I'm ready." she yawned, then smiled wide.
At the sound of her name, Rosehawk´s ears perked up. Hunting patrol. Sleepy Thicket. Adderstrike and Marshpaw. Got it.
The warrior pushed herself to her paws and stretched, jaws gaping in a yawn and showing a pink tongue. Blue eyes flicked over to Dusklion, and Rosehawk made her way over to the deputy, shouldering her way through the crowd of cats.
Sitting back as she waited on Adderstrike and Marshpaw, the RiverClanner washed a paw and ran it over her muzzle.
Marshpaw stumbled out of the apprentcies’ den and gave a huge yawn. They had stayed up late the previous night practicing their hunter’s crouch for their assessment. Marshpaw expected that assessment soon. They padded over to Rosehawk and smiled sheepishly. “Might be a ‘lil tired today.” they said, glad that sentence didn’t include any “S”s or they would have embarked themselves with their stupid lisp. Marshpaw then sat down and wrapped their tail around their paws and sighed quietly, waiting for the other cat on the patrol. Should I make conversation? Marsh was no good at social interaction.
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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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huh. wormbite had figured the .. potent scent marking he had picked up last time had been planned. he also decided to ignore the irony of getting assigned to a patrol to the smallpines after being scolded for accidentally straying near said border. he slowly stood to his paws, bones making an array of cracking noises due to the movement. he carefully limped to the entrance, pleased to see both his patrolmates were already there. wormbite gave a dip of his head in greeting, before nodding silently to confirm he was ready.
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Duskleaf had been wandering around looking for somewhere else to go right now. His first plan of sleeping in a tree didn’t go so well when he fell out of the sky and hit Wisteriawren, almost getting stung by a bee in the process. But then he heard Dusklion calling for patrols. Not knowing if he was going to be placed on one, Duskleaf made his way inside anyway because he was interested, he wanted to keep up with what was going on still.
Lionsbeach, didn’t sound too bad. He didn’t know Floodsight or Cricketpaw too well, but he never heard either of them calling for his tongue to be ripped out at his trial, so they were probably alright. Making his way over, he gave a respectful nod to both cats before sitting down. "Right, I’m ready."
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And I'll be in Scotland before ye
Where me and my true love shall never meet again
On the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lomond!"
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Adderstrike purred to herself. She was giddy to finally be able to lead a patrol, Dusklion must have had a lot of faith in her and the warrior was going to have to make sure to not let her deputy down. And lookie lookie, everyone was already here. Fantastic! Adderstrike hated waiting forever for one cat to show up. "Good to see you Rosehawk and Marshpaw. Everyone be on their best behavoir and watch out for any dangers.... Who knows if a ghastly spirit shows up?" Adderstrike tease before she set out for the territory. Part of her wondered about that myth...
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