WindClan Patrols

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Firestorm

Ultimate Predator: Inactive | Burn Baby Burn | Monkey’s Paw
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Mmmm Crowy was sending out patrols? Lovely. From her spot by the entrance of the nursery, Firestorm listened to the assignments with half-interest. Of course, she would remain in camp, as she had done for the last 6 and a half moons now, but it was fine… it would be fine…

Or so she thought. Her head snapped up and she was drawn out of her daze when Crowtooth called her name. She was to go on patrol? And she was leading one!? Her eyes lit up with excitement before she outwardly let out a groan when Littlekit’s shenanigans were mentioned. That had been… not fun. Though she profusely apologized for her daughters actions afterward, it seemed that Crowtooth was still very unhappy about it. Oh well, she’d catch enough prey to make up for it!

”C’mon now, love. I already sai’ sorry innit? How was I sposed ta’ know that Littlekit was gonna ruin tha whole pile, hmm? She went an’ smooshed it while I wasn’t lookin! Don’t forget, I was tha one who had to get tha stink off’er. C’mon now Crowy, ya ain’t gotta be like that ~” She said, sticking her tongue out at the deputy when she got closer to him. Now then, where was this Snowblind? Were they actually blind? Oooh that could be fun!

[ @Rani @Ozzkat I know that this is really late (my apologies!), however, I will be proceeding with the patrol sometime after September 17, 11:59 EST to get this moving along -- oh oh oh I also got us an extension to the 23!]

[Moonraven]

Twilightstar returned to camp and set her herbs down as she scouted for the medicine cat. She was tired and wanted a nap, Beastspark, though nice to see again, was a taxing friend which is why she only saw him in doses.

"Lightningstorm,"Twilightstar padded over with herbs in her maw after spotting the smaller she-cat. "Sorry, it took a bit. Herbs are a bit harder to locate in the twolegplace. Here are the herbs you need." She set down the chamomile she had been carrying and moved back to allow Snowybreeze and Lightningpaw some room.

+2 chamomile
@Alchemist Kitsune [Snowybreeze/Lightningstorm - almost forgot about this] @Lightningpaw666 [Lightningpaw]

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SOMETIMES MY MIND DON'T SHAKE AND SHIFT
BUT MOST OF THE TIME IT DOES

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WHITERABBIT . 20 MOONS . SHE/HER . WINDCLAN

Hmm...her li'l buddy isn't out and about, it looks like. Whiterabbit stamps her feet idly, tip-tapping once again and squinting all pensive. Would it be that low to zip off now and leave an apprentice in the dust? It's not lower than she'd ever happily stoop—has ever stooped before, for that matter—but there's this annoying little shred of conscience tucked in the way back of her brain that has a thing or two to say about the idea. Goodness knows that won't last long, but while it does, she falters. She sucks her teeth. Should I go dig Spottedpaw out of the Apprentice's den or wherever? Causing a scene might be fun—she likes that kind of thing—but time is of the essence, here. The reedy she-cat forces a delicate cough out and calls out of the side of her mouth in a what she hopes is a youthful high pitch:

"Coffcoff, oh no, I, Spottedpaw, don't feel so good and may need to be dismissed from this patrol stuff..."

And then back talking like normal, walking very urgently for the camp's entrance: "Awh, no, Spottedpaw! That's too bad! It's okay, kiddo, I've got this one, you take it easy—but you could probably catch up to me on my way out to the SKY GLADE to HUNT if you startfeelingbetterbye!"

Whiterabbit's booking it, now. Come hell or high water she is going outside.

@Fish ; SPOTTEDPAW