It was time to go and check the border. He didn't expect much to happen as not much happened between all the clans, yet he still kept a wary eye on what was going on around the ares. It was simple stuff and not much to mention about it. "Keep your eyes out for any trouble." Sharkhail huffed while not actually looking back to his patrol members... Then he remembered there had been otters around here and were dealt with... Though did otters know revenge? Hm... "Otters included." He added
[ A small orange kit lay under a bush near Riverclan's side of the bridge connecting one side of the river to the other. Beside him were two motionless, cold bodies of kits similar to him. He let out a small mew for his mother, wanting her to come back ]
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Active characters:
Blazestrike - Rogue, purrkless, ex Shadowclan, bio link in About Me
Foxkit - Soon to be Riverclan, purrkless, bio link in About Me
Apologies for any mistakes! I'm still new
[ A small orange kit lay under a bush near Riverclan's side of the bridge connecting one side of the river to the other. Beside him were two motionless, cold bodies of kits similar to him. He let out a small mew for his mother, wanting her to come back ]
Sharkhail was doing the patrol as normal before he smelt... Old milk? Suddenly the dots connected i his brain and he bolted to where the scent was. He poke his head into the bush and found... He had to hold himself from screaming out in dismay seeing motionless kits. He couldn't... His own kits... They might be like this...
"Hey the two of you, come over here now!" Sharkhail called out before he tried to pick up the still living kit.
Sharkhail was doing the patrol as normal before he smelt... Old milk? Suddenly the dots connected i his brain and he bolted to where the scent was. He poke his head into the bush and found... He had to hold himself from screaming out in dismay seeing motionless kits. He couldn't... His own kits... They might be like this...
"Hey the two of you, come over here now!" Sharkhail called out before he tried to pick up the still living kit.
[ The living kit kicked around and meowed in surprise. This wasn't his mom! Kidnapping! The two other kits didn't move, they couldn't anymore. The kit tried to turn his head to look up at the older cat but couldn't because of the way he was holding him ]
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Active characters:
Blazestrike - Rogue, purrkless, ex Shadowclan, bio link in About Me
Foxkit - Soon to be Riverclan, purrkless, bio link in About Me
Apologies for any mistakes! I'm still new
Primroseadder RiverClan Warrior
Ultimate Predator
Go with the Flow
Shadow Fiend
She / Her ; 13 Moons
Primroseadder had been following Sharkhail, staying close to Smolderpaw to keep an eye on him, whenever the patrol leader called out. Emerald hues landed on the kit, and they widened. The young warrior made her way over to Sharkhail's side, her ears twitching. ''What...?''
Primroseadder's gaze flicked from the tiny kit in between her Clanmates jaws to the two tiny, limp and unmoving kits that the living one had recently lay beside. Gaze softening, the small-statured she-cat sat down. ''Set him at my paws,'' She mewed softly to Sharkhail. The kit needed to be warmed up, and she was willing to do so. ''Should someone go and get Stormstar or Owltalon? Or even Cobwebfern and Berryshine?''
Smolderpaw had presumed that this patrol would be pretty easy-going, but as soon as he had heard Sharkhail calling to them, followed by the faintly familiar scent of stale milk, or at least something adjacent to it, his lips curled downwards into a tight frown. Toddling after Primroseadder, he peered at the kitten that now dangled from Sharkhail’s jaws.
“Uh–... um. I dunno… Sharkhail, what do we do?” His heart throbbed for the kittens, and his eyes shifted over the two unmoving ones as well. A sudden flash of familiar pelts appeared in his mind–his own sisters. He had been left behind once, too. “Have you two ever found kits in the territory before?”
Re: Sedgewater Valley
Re: Sedgewater Valley
