ThunderClan Territory

[beau]

This cat was very loud, Wolfpaw decided. I mean, he knew how to be around loud cats - heck, he hung out with Goldenpaw - but he didn’t meet very many loud warriors, and when they did get loud it was usually because they were upset. This cat, Mudhound, didn’t seem upset though, just loud.

He glanced over towards Pebblepaw as she spoke - he didn’t really know the exactly why she didn’t like training, but he remembered from the session with Cinderpaw that she was more comfortable just watching. Goldenpaw spoke the comforting words and Wolfpaw simply stepped closer so their fur would brush if she allowed it; he wasn’t all that good with words, so he just let Goldenpaw speak for both of them.

[ Poprock @Rani @Quasar @Kay~ ]

[lio]

GENTLEDOE
messy-furred brown she-cat with heterochromia.
she/her
[ Note: They will not be finding anything in this patrol! This will just be them checking the territory to be sure the rogue is gone. ]

Slipping into the territory, bicolored eyes flitted back and forth with pupils mere slits. Gentledoe walked with a quick pace, nostrils flaring and ears perked for any sign of life- at least, a sign other than prey. Her tail lashed back and forth as she walked, a blatant representation of her emotions. The usually calm she-cat was not the most happy. Not when her Clanmates were being murdered like fresh-kill.

Briefly, she looked over her shoulder to where she assumed the other two warriors were following. "We will thoroughly patrol the territory. Due to the current circumstances, we are not to split off from one-another. I don't want to be dragging back another dead body. Am I understood?"

[ @Radetzky @Spotty ]

[Spotty]

Galebird

Galebird felt strange. Seeing Dovefluff entering the camp smeared with blood had... thrown her off. She didn't know the fluffy queen all that well, but she was among the last cat Galebird would have expected to see in a state like that. Smelling of rogue, brown fur... half eaten... It still made Galebird's usually cool gaze burn with fury. And the body had been found deep in the territory which meant either, which either meant bold trespassing... or a hunt.

Gentledoe had asked Bumblestar if she could lead a patrol to the spot to see if they could find anything. Galebird had already been planning to do the same, so coming along was no problem.


She followed after the other warriors, blue eyes narrowed and ears picked - alert for the slightest sigh. "Of course," She mewed shortly. She wasn't planning on letting any more of her clanmates die. "How planned do you think this attack was?"

[Radetzky]

Mothdapple

The tortoiseshell molly padded through the territory, sticking close to Gentledoe and Galebird. Her gaze travelled along the trees, her ears pricked and alert for the slightest sound. She didn't usually find herself this focused, the she-cat often struggled with keeping her focus on one thing for an extended period of time. This, however, had Mothdapple's full attention. Disgust and hatred had filled her body, hatred for whoever was responsible for this. The warrior nodded to Gentledoe - acknowledging that she understood her orders.

Even though Mothdapple doubted that whoever did this was dumb enough to stick around, part of her hoped that they'd find them. Oh, how she wanted to just rip their pelt off. The tortoisehell turned to look at Galebird. "I don't know" She replied. She doubted this had been planned to specifically murder Darkpetal. "This feels more like.. some sick.. bloodthirsty cat, who was just... looking for prey.." Mothdapple replied after a few seconds of silence, disgust filling her voice as she spoke.

[ @Spotty - Galebird ] [ @lio - Gentledoe ]

[carmen]

foxflurry

The tabby molly paced through the den, nosing her way around with light steps. Nothing seemed to be out of place, no new scents, no signs of lost earth. She made her way through it in a loop, before turning to look for Autumnpaw. Her apprentice was yet to appear, but that wasn't too big a worry. She'd find her later, but for now, she just wanted to finish the patrol.

[fade]

Houndchaser
They/Them | Thunderclan Warrior

Swiftly following after the other warrior in their patrol, Houndchaser grumbled. “If you are just gonna stand around, do see yourself back to camp, this patrol doesn’t need anyone just standing around doing nothing but look. Sandpaw! You’re won miss duty while we search, got that? Moss is just the stuff used to make nest but flat, tends to grow on rocks and trees and their roots, just grab some and meet back up with me, don’t stray too far away from me or Maplebloom, understood? Good!” The warrior spoke firmly to the apprentice, they didn’t need Spiderthroat on their tail or Sandpaw’s for that matter.
The search for Marigold on the other paw wasn’t all that difficult, thank starclan. The golden flower was simple looking enough, if it wasn’t the right kind then oh well, Houndchaser wasn’t going to complain, coming back empty pawed was worse than bringing back the wrong herbs. Giving them a small sniff to make sure they at least weren’t Dandelions . Easy enough to grab and go. Picking up the small patch of them that the warrior found, padding back to where the patrol was supposed to regroup upon grabbing what they were after.

[Total: 5 Marigold & Houndchaser cannot hold anymore items!]

@Nixey @Silvershadow13

[vellichor]

Originally Posted by dino.

Bumblestar really needed to get out of camp.

It felt like she'd been doing nothing for the past several days except for getting things in order and cleaning after everyone else's messes. Apparently, even after witnessing multiple rounds of leadership come and go like the cycle of the sun, cats still couldn't get used to it and still had to be all up in arms about the most recent loss. She didn't get it. This wasn't new. Yet apparently it still made her Clan lose their ever-loving minds.

She brought herself out to Giant's Rest to get away from the chaos, because if she had to break up one more argument or deal with one more nut-job, she was going to lose her mind. The faint trickle of water from the Falls in the near distance was calming as she scaled her way up the massive tree and settled herself in one of the branches.

Peaceful.

Until it wasn't.

The scent of a stranger—vaguely familiar but also largely not—drifted past Bumblestar's nose, making her open her eyes again. She tilted her head to scan the ground, eyes falling quickly on a pelt she hadn't seen since the tail-end of leaf-bare. Immediately she was wide awake again, staring down at Violetfreckle as the she-cat began poking through her messy pelt.

"Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes," she called down with a smug smirk. "Runnin' through my territory, eating my prey, like you own the place. You get tired of lurking around the Cove? Miss me so much, you just had to come looking?"

Violetfreckle

Oh, Stars. That voice. She froze once she heard it, mid-lick, and looked up to find none other than her sworn enemy staring back at her, a stupid smirk on the other cat's face. She couldn't help but let out a frustrated growl, cursing her luck. "Great. You." That was all she said, offering a glare as sharp as claws before smoothing her pelt to the best of her ability. Violetfreckle felt like she couldn't give Bumblebreak any reason to poke fun at her more than they already could.

"Are you just gonna sit up there like a smug asshole or what?" There was a plethora of emotions flooding through the former RiverClanner right now -- frustration, annoyance, disappointment... yet one shone above the rest, and that was just embarrassment. She couldn't believe Bumblebreak caught her looking like... this, eating scraps for prey in the middle of greenleaf. Were her ribs showing? Surely not. Just in case, though, Violetfreckle positioned herself so that the other cat hopefully couldn't see her figure.

[lio]

GENTLEDOE
messy-furred brown she-cat with heterochromia.
she/her

A sigh.

"It's hard to tell. If it was a rogue, then why would there be a planned attack specifically against Darkpetal? It... it doesn't make any sense." Gentledoe shook her head and looked forward once more. "Regardless, we need to be sure our territory is clean of any lingering rogues. Even if we have to resort to more... violent methods."

As she spoke, the scar on her cheek seemed to tingle. She ignored it, however, slinking quickly through the undergrowth. So far, nothing. Whatever had killed Darkpetal seemed to be gone.

"Dammit," she cursed under her breath. On one paw, it was good that there had been nothing to see so far. On another, they had no idea who or what had committed such a gruesome act- or if they would do it again. Stopping once again, Gentledoe's tail lashed in frustration.

"Do you two see any signs?" she asked.

[ Sorry for speeding through this so fast, just wanting to get it done as soon as possible! ]
[ @Spotty @Radetzky ]

[dino.]

Originally Posted by vellichor

Violetfreckle

Oh, Stars. That voice. She froze once she heard it, mid-lick, and looked up to find none other than her sworn enemy staring back at her, a stupid smirk on the other cat's face. She couldn't help but let out a frustrated growl, cursing her luck. "Great. You." That was all she said, offering a glare as sharp as claws before smoothing her pelt to the best of her ability. Violetfreckle felt like she couldn't give Bumblebreak any reason to poke fun at her more than they already could.

"Are you just gonna sit up there like a smug asshole or what?" There was a plethora of emotions flooding through the former RiverClanner right now -- frustration, annoyance, disappointment... yet one shone above the rest, and that was just embarrassment. She couldn't believe Bumblebreak caught her looking like... this, eating scraps for prey in the middle of greenleaf. Were her ribs showing? Surely not. Just in case, though, Violetfreckle positioned herself so that the other cat hopefully couldn't see her figure.

Her gaze darted quickly over Violetfreckle's form as she rested her chin on her forepaws again to hide a frown. Jeez, she really was looking worse for wear. This was just... sad, honestly. Not even something she could make fun of, as much as she wished she could. Maybe lighten the mood.

...Damn. Nothing came to mind.

And now she just felt guilty. And for what, really? It wasn't her fault Fishface down there couldn't keep up with her own health or hunt normal prey. If there wasn't a heavy stone resting in her gut, Bumblestar would have turned right around and left the RiverClanner to her own devices. (Ignoring the fact she didn't really smell like RiverClan anymore... weird. Had she spent time away??)

With a sharp huff, she descended the tree in three quick movements, landing easily on all four paws in the grass beside Violetfreckle as she gave her another once-over. "You're an utter wreck, love." A flat tone to hide the genuine worry that was growing fast, yep, that was her tactic. (Violetfreckle was an assbutt, always had been, the worry didn't make sense, but whatever, here she was.) "The hell are you doing all the way out here? Surely you're aware you're right in the middle of ThunderClan territory." Or, at least, close enough. Wasn't exact, but still.

[Radetzky]

Mothdapple

Something felt very wrong, the she-cat couldn't shake that uneasy feeling that seemed to cling to her pelt. The territory seemed quiet as they patrolled it, which filled Mothdapple with a slight sense of security. At the same time though, it made her worried thinking about how some killer cat was still on the lose.

The molly turned to Gentledoe. "How close are we to where Darkpetal was found? I mean, I can't really smell anything unfamiliar right now but maybe.. maybe we could find some paw prints or fur there?" Mothdapple meowed, her amber eyes lit up at the possibility of finding something that could at least identify who it was.

[ @Spotty - Galebird ] [ @lio - Gentledoe ]

(no worries! if we need to get this wrapped up really soon just dismiss mothdapple's idea, just added it in case we were gonna find out more about the killer)