ShadowClan Patrol Place

[seeingstars]

Wormpaw • He / It • Shadowclan apprentice • 9 + Moons
A smoky black tom with white flecks throughout his pelt and pale yellow/blue heterochromatic eyes.

Wormpaw leaped to it's paws hearing it's name called. A patrol? FINALLY. Finally, it could get out of camp and stretch it's legs. He HATED being cooped up in camp and this was finally an excuse to get out. He stretched and yawned, his claws gently raking at the ground before be bounded over.

Wormpaw bowed his head in greeting to Squirrelrise "Whispering wetlands? That's uhhh" He furrowed his brows, humming quietly in thought "That's the Windclan border, right?" He asked, tilting his head.

{ @idia • @anika }

[idia]

SQUIRRELRISE
she/her. 16 moons. small, scarred russet molly with brown markings and yellow eyes.
[ chill of death, hulk SMASH ]

following the rest of the patrol, squirrelrise greets mossfreckle with a dip of her head before dropping off the herbs.

[ @elio @sleepyyjax @Estelle
+2 stinging nettle, +2 lavender, + 1 blazingstar

[SuspiciousMindz]

[Hawkbite]
Enforcer Commander
Shadow Fiend | Agatha Kitty | Kitty Softpaws T2

Hawkbite acknowledged and quickly moved on from his girlfriend's demands. His tail swished behind him as he thought to himself on his choices before coming up with the perfect duo. They had something to discuss on this patrol anyway, so why not drag the both of them with him this time.

"Owlthroat! Newtbelly!" Hawkbite called for the warriors, waiting for them to respond before continuing. "Border patrol with me. I need to discuss something with you both while we're at it," the Commander spoke, waving his tail for them to follow once they gathered.

@sleepyyjax - Newtbelly | @Daragca - Owlthroat

[sleepyyjax]

Newtbelly
he/him | Agatha Kitty, Shadow Fiend | 18 moons

header: @/daragca
[patrol report]

Newtbelly made sure to take the nettles for a quick dip, brushing the hairs off as Mossfreckle instructed. Soon enough, he saw the patrol was heading back.
He trailed into camp after the others. They'd made it back to camp unscathed, but, where was Hollowpaw? He couldn't help but feel a twinge of nervousness in his chest, and a slight worry that the warriors of the patrol would be taking the blame for this. Was it their fault if the kid was incompetant? Or, had they gotten lost? He didn't want to consider the possibility. The tom made his was to Mossfreckle, placing the herbs down.

+ 1 Stinging Nettle + 3 Blazing Star + 1 Lavender [link]
@elio @Estelle @idia
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[border patrol]

Newtbelly's head perked up, alerted by the enforcer. They need to discuss something? Hopefully something good. His paws rwinged - maybe they'd planm a fight against those pesky owls. The tom headed over, dipping his head and waiting for Owlthroat.

@SuspiciousMindz @Daragca

[Daragca]

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Owlthroat
he/him | Shadowclan Warrior | 42 moons
Killer Aptitude T3 - Just A Scratch - Silver Tongue T2
The Dancing Bird

Owlthroat made his way over, giving an amicable flick of his ear to Newtbelly. He would have to have him over in the nursery soon to see his children. Tuftedtusk would love the extra visitors and family time. Newtbelly was family of sorts.

Something to discuss? His head tipped quizzically at Hawkbite. But he knew better than to bombard with questions, all would be revealed in time. He enjoyed Hawkbite’s company, a worthy patrol mate. Certainly a cat which had gained his respect, perhaps friendliness too.

[ @sleepyyjax @SuspiciousMindz ]

[Starphobia]

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Silentpaw
Patched tortoiseshell tabby tom with deep blue eyes that look purplish in certain light sources and a short fluffy tail.
He/Him | 9 Moons| + every 1st | ShadowClan Apprentice | Silent
[N/A/100]

Purrks:
Ultimate Predator [Permanently Active] • Agatha Kitty [Permanently Active] • Katty Krueger [INACTIVE]
. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.

. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.
Silentpaw followed Rookfire and Palepaw back to camp, and dropped the catmint he'd found not far from Rookfire and Palepaw's pile. Blegh. Did not smell so pleasant. At least not to him.

[ -3 Catmint ]

{ @elio - @alec - @goodacacia }
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[anika]

Bluebellbrook made her way over after a quick grooming of her pelt. ´´I´m sorry that I´m late,´´ She dipped her head to Squirrelrise apologetically.

[ @idia // @seeingstars. ]

[Estelle]

Sleepysunrise
[ 13 moons | She / Her | Shc Enforcer | Shadow Fiend ]

With the group assumed to be on her tail, Sleepysunrise turned back an eye at them to dismiss the disgruntled apprentices with a flick of her tail before moving towards Mistlewhisker, whom she greeted with a painfully slow blink.
"Done."
She tilted her head.
"RiverClan. They marked the border, recently. That is all."


[ @gayvinegar @Kix @Starphobia @Mica ]

[idia]

SQUIRRELRISE
she/her. 16 moons. small, scarred russet molly with brown markings and yellow eyes.
[ chill of death, hulk SMASH ]

leading the patrol back to camp, squirrelrise dismisses bluebellbrook and wormpaw with a sway of her tail before approaching mistlewhisker. "the patrol...went well..there were no issues. just...v-very quiet."

[ @Mica @anika @seeingstars ]

[elio]

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ﾟ。 Mossfreckle (ShC)
　ﾟ･｡･ﾟ they/he ~ medicine cat

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The High Priestess ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

❦ The noonday glimmer of golden rays gilded the barren earth of the well-trodden clearing shrouded by conifer canopies of everlasting verdant boughs, the constant hustle and bustle of the shadowy felines that resided within its cradle faded away as the lurking shadows of the towering pine began their descent and swallowed the world along with the sun. Lanky freckled form rose and dipped mountainously as white tipped paws pressed resistantly against the leaf fall chilled soils as long legs carried the medicine cat to the muddied orange and silvery curtain of lichen that covered the mouth of his burrow of a den, mossy gaze flicked from foresight to peripherals as he waited for the felines which filtered in lose strung groups to drop off their herbs with small nods or halfhearted attempts at small talk, some more genuine then others.

❦ Scanning the underbrush that knotted and wove together to form the camp entrance, flitting eyes caught the familiar grey ringed tail of Rookfire’s e {@alec }merging muscled pelt began the cascade of the filtering in of patrols. Feathery tail twitched with absentminded focus as he stooped to take the horsetail - which he now knew as more than just a random plant within his stockade - his large ears perking at the unexpected new delivered with the feathered fan-like plant, senses on alert the herbalist nodded and spoke in his calm and lilting tones which stated the obvious simply out of habit, “I trust your digression, please report to Dawnstar if you have not already if you think it warrants concern,” the statement was passing as a petite paw was already shuffling the next triad of the gathered herbs into organised piles.

❦ Expression softened as the black and white tufted molly came into view, his angular head titled up from the multicoloured bundle of herbs she had deposited before him, “Thank you, Sleepy love,” he purred to the young enforcer whom was by technicality his niece or - in the perspective of Birdpaw - his sister. Hollowpaw { @fade } had been a last-minute addition so he wasn’t all that concerned but he would address with the apprentice, ”I will speak with Hollowpaw, thank you for your report, Sleepysunrise { @Estelle },” he moved to tap his freckled nose to her shoulder affectionately before he turned to gather the herbs from the two warrior accompanying her, “Thank you Newtbelly { @sleepyyjax },” a nod as he turned, ”Squirrelrise { @idia },” he sat after the herbs were organised once again, “I assume all went well?” he truested the two so he doubted nothing.

❦ Bundles of likewise herbs were transported into the cedar-topped burrow and placed within the cracked crevices of the rock-riddled packed soils, a silverly moth-like thought slipped into his mind as the tang of slightly wilted and rotting plants like the decompositional aroma of leaves gone bad with moisture and time, he’d have to handle the clean out soon albeit it he wasn’t sure he had ever done so before. Stepping from the den the healer met the last apprentice who came baring catmint from Rookfire’s patrol, ” Have a nice night, Silentpaw { @Starphobia },” he meowed as he turned and retreated into his den with the remainder of the herbs clenched gingerly between his teeth.