Herondive Hollow

[Morning!]

@Ravensong @Dirtfur
[I actually got us an extension to the 20th, so no rush]

The silver feline picked Cougarivy to stick with, since the other one wasn't speaking much anyway, and made sure to watch how the other molly worked. Back when she had had her own land she had marked her borders quite closely to make sure no one dared cross them, and she did not plan to slack on the border tasks even if she was in Shadowclan now and not living by herself.

She twitched an ear towards Cougarivy as the young cat said to let her know if any Thunderclanners came by, and Owlstorm cocked her head a little. She honestly felt like digging her claws into something as well, so Cougarivy wouldn't get any of those Thunderclanners all to herself. The last time she had killed anything had actually been quite recently when she had acquired the pelt and head as gifts, but it was something that hardly could get boring. Well, personally she had to say she preferred the chase and planning of it all, whenever planning was involved, that was. She had always been a lodigacl cat, and had quite a few times picked her target weeks before the executed her attack, but it was more common for it to be an opportunity she jumped on. Like that one Windclanner whose head she had taken, she had just been on a little walk to check out the clans and all when she can come across the scent.

But enough of those pleasant memories. Owlstorm had continued to mark like Cougarivy and Redheart did, and when the other molly called that she was heading back. Must mean they were done here, and the Owlstorm clicked with her tongue to herself and followed Cougarivy back. Nothing much had happened this time, but many on her next border patrol she'd come across something more... interesting.

[Captain]

BRIGHTPATH
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➣ With Foxpaw having finally joined them, the lean ThunderClan warrior continued onward, heading out of camp and into the hunting grounds with their two patrol-mates in tow. Unfortunately for all of them, as they were all walking through the clan territory, a crackle of thunder sounded from overhead, beginning a steady shower of rain down upon their heads. Thankfully, the worst of the storm was kept from the border patrol by the large trees that made up ThunderClan’s home. Regardless, the tortie warrior didn’t stop moving, casting a glance behind them now and again to make sure Smallheart and Foxpaw were okay.

After a few steady minutes of walking, the three cats arrived at the ShadowClan border, the rain still pouring down moderately fast. “Okay. Smallheart, you take the right. I will take the left. Foxpaw, you’re in charge of this area we’re standing in.” Brightpath instructed, telling everyone where to go and what to do since they were the patrol leader, “Leave no stone unturned or blade of grass unscented. We gotta make it clear to any cats that aren’t ThunderClan that we mean business. Don't hesitate to shout if you run into trouble. Now, let's do this.” With that now being said, Brightpath sharply turned their body to the left and started walking briskly along the border, brushing up against any trees and bushes that were against the borderline.

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( @Lakestorm @Pheasantflight )

[Lakestorm]

Originally Posted by thepirateking

BRIGHTPATH
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➣ With Foxpaw having finally joined them, the lean ThunderClan warrior continued onward, heading out of camp and into the hunting grounds with their two patrol-mates in tow. Unfortunately for all of them, as they were all walking through the clan territory, a crackle of thunder sounded from overhead, beginning a steady shower of rain down upon their heads. Thankfully, the worst of the storm was kept from the border patrol by the large trees that made up ThunderClan’s home. Regardless, the tortie warrior didn’t stop moving, casting a glance behind them now and again to make sure Smallheart and Foxpaw were okay.

After a few steady minutes of walking, the three cats arrived at the ShadowClan border, the rain still pouring down moderately fast. “Okay. Smallheart, you take the right. I will take the left. Foxpaw, you’re in charge of this area we’re standing in.” Brightpath instructed, telling everyone where to go and what to do since they were the patrol leader, “Leave no stone unturned or blade of grass unscented. We gotta make it clear to any cats that aren’t ThunderClan that we mean business. Don't hesitate to shout if you run into trouble. Now, let's do this.” With that now being said, Brightpath sharply turned their body to the left and started walking briskly along the border, brushing up against any trees and bushes that were against the borderline.

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( @Lakestorm @Pheasantflight )

Smallheart nodded, ”Oh yes you almighty leader” he mocked before taking the right

[carmen]

@thepirateking
@Lakestorm

Oh no. The first crash of thunder caused her to flinch. She wasn't scared of thunder, it was what came with it that made her dread the upcoming patrol. Foxpaw hated rain, the water always seemed to sink into her fur and take twice as long to dry then it should. Frankly, it was annoying. She looked back to Brightpath as the warrior started speaking and nodded, moving over to rub against the trees and bushes that dotted the border. She caught the edge of Smallhearts words and curled her lip. Rude. At least they were in the shelter of the trees. Come to think of it, that was most likely why their mentor hadn't rushed to speed up the process.

Of course, she was a bit more childish when it came to getting wet then other cats, so perhaps that was that was a problem. Her gaze moved back up to the canopy as she finished up on the far edge of her section. The sky was an angry gray, and she could see the fat drops of rain as they hit the leaves above her. Another boom shook the air and she leapt back. Foxpaw said she just didn't like the rain, but the booms that seemed to shake the ground followed by the cracks of lightening also weren't her favorite. She sprinted back to where the group had first split up, only slowing when entering, making sure to act nonchalant, not like she was scared of the storm.

[Lakestorm]

Originally Posted by Pheasantflight

@thepirateking
@Lakestorm

Oh no. The first crash of thunder caused her to flinch. She wasn't scared of thunder, it was what came with it that made her dread the upcoming patrol. Foxpaw hated rain, the water always seemed to sink into her fur and take twice as long to dry then it should. Frankly, it was annoying. She looked back to Brightpath as the warrior started speaking and nodded, moving over to rub against the trees and bushes that dotted the border. She caught the edge of Smallhearts words and curled her lip. Rude. At least they were in the shelter of the trees. Come to think of it, that was most likely why their mentor hadn't rushed to speed up the process.

Of course, she was a bit more childish when it came to getting wet then other cats, so perhaps that was that was a problem. Her gaze moved back up to the canopy as she finished up on the far edge of her section. The sky was an angry gray, and she could see the fat drops of rain as they hit the leaves above her. Another boom shook the air and she leapt back. Foxpaw said she just didn't like the rain, but the booms that seemed to shake the ground followed by the cracks of lightening also weren't her favorite. She sprinted back to where the group had first split up, only slowing when entering, making sure to act nonchalant, not like she was scared of the storm.

Smallheart saw a concerning look on Foxpaws face, “can we stop for a second?” He asked and not waiting for an answer he trotted over to a big leaf plant and picked a leaf he knew Foxpaw have a thick pelt, maybe that’s why she’s worried he thought and he didn’t blame her so he held the leaf on top of Foxpaw to block the rain

[Captain]

BRIGHTPATH
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➣ Hearing Smallheart’s mocking tone, the slender warrior gritted their teeth together in annoyance, but said nothing. It would be childish of them to let such taunts affect them and Brightpath wanted to remain professional, especially in front of their own apprentice. They continued along without stopping, brushing themselves against trees and bushes for a long while before they turned around to head back. Upon doing that, Brightpath’s paw stepped on something soft and it made a high-pitched squeaking noise, nearly making the ThunderClan warrior have a heart attack. What the hell was that? The tortoiseshell feline lowered their head and sniffed the weird object, which looked like an animal of some kind… but it’s certainly not one they had seen before.

After a few seconds of staring at it, the lean feline picked up the strange creature and padded swiftly back to where Foxpaw and Smallheart were. The apprentice seemed pretty shaken up by the storm, but at least the other warrior appeared keen to help her out for the moment. Brightpath dropped the squeaky thing onto the ground near them. “What do y’all think this is?” They asked, pressing onto it with one paw. It uttered another shrill squeak that made Brightpath’s ears flatten. What an awful noise it made. "I found it while scent-marking. Ever seen something like it? Could it be a twoleg thing?" Twolegs were strange.

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( @Lakestorm @Pheasantflight )

[Lakestorm]

Originally Posted by thepirateking

BRIGHTPATH
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➣ Hearing Smallheart’s mocking tone, the slender warrior gritted their teeth together in annoyance, but said nothing. It would be childish of them to let such taunts affect them and Brightpath wanted to remain professional, especially in front of their own apprentice. They continued along without stopping, brushing themselves against trees and bushes for a long while before they turned around to head back. Upon doing that, Brightpath’s paw stepped on something soft and it made a high-pitched squeaking noise, nearly making the ThunderClan warrior have a heart attack. What the hell was that? The tortoiseshell feline lowered their head and sniffed the weird object, which looked like an animal of some kind… but it’s certainly not one they had seen before.

After a few seconds of staring at it, the lean feline picked up the strange creature and padded swiftly back to where Foxpaw and Smallheart were. The apprentice seemed pretty shaken up by the storm, but at least the other warrior appeared keen to help her out for the moment. Brightpath dropped the squeaky thing onto the ground near them. “What do y’all think this is?” They asked, pressing onto it with one paw. It uttered another shrill squeak that made Brightpath’s ears flatten. What an awful noise it made. "I found it while scent-marking. Ever seen something like it? Could it be a twoleg thing?" Twolegs were strange.

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( @Lakestorm @Pheasantflight )

“I don’t know what it is” Smallheart mumbled around the stem on the leaf, he didn’t know what to do

[Dirtfur]

Finished with marking just as it was time to go back to camp, Redheart followed behind Owlstorm and Cougarivy. His eyes scattered around the forest area, searching for any ThunderClan cats sneaking onto ShadowClan territory.

@Ravensong @Morning! (sorry for the very short reply)

[carmen]

@Lakestorm
@thepirateking

She stared at Smallheart cooly. "I'm fine, thank you." She didn't understand social situations sometimes. For example: how did one go from mocking a cat doing their best to lead a patrol to helping an apprentice who didn't ask for assistance. Huh. Anyways, if she was going to be partially annoyed with the weather, it was better if she didn't have to be seen humbled by whoever this was. She could have been nicer about it, but she was Foxpaw. Being nice was for better cats, As Brightpath returned, she trotted over to them, shaking her fur. "Yes, Brightpath?" She took a look at the thing lying on the ground. "It does look like a twoleg thing."

A loud noise seemed to emit from the creature. She leaned forward and sniffed it. "Smells like twoleg things." She looked back and wrinkled her nose. She didn't hate twolegs, but by the stars everything they touched smelled awful. She reached out a paw, and pressed it, jumping back as it let out a squeak. "Is it alive?" This was interesting. New and stinky and slightly reminiscent of an animal. Yet it made her ears hurt and that made her slightly less excited about the small object than she had been when Brightpath had first brought it over.

[Lakestorm]

Originally Posted by Pheasantflight

@Lakestorm
@thepirateking

She stared at Smallheart cooly. "I'm fine, thank you." She didn't understand social situations sometimes. For example: how did one go from mocking a cat doing their best to lead a patrol to helping an apprentice who didn't ask for assistance. Huh. Anyways, if she was going to be partially annoyed with the weather, it was better if she didn't have to be seen humbled by whoever this was. She could have been nicer about it, but she was Foxpaw. Being nice was for better cats, As Brightpath returned, she trotted over to them, shaking her fur. "Yes, Brightpath?" She took a look at the thing lying on the ground. "It does look like a twoleg thing."

A loud noise seemed to emit from the creature. She leaned forward and sniffed it. "Smells like twoleg things." She looked back and wrinkled her nose. She didn't hate twolegs, but by the stars everything they touched smelled awful. She reached out a paw, and pressed it, jumping back as it let out a squeak. "Is it alive?" This was interesting. New and stinky and slightly reminiscent of an animal. Yet it made her ears hurt and that made her slightly less excited about the small object than she had been when Brightpath had first brought it over.

Smallheart dropped the leaf and came over to sniff it, eww he thought before batting at it, it made a noise and he jumped back, “that thing is definitely alive, I think”