Wildpaw grinned at his luck! Of course his plan would follow through!! How could have not? The apprentice was just that good. He laughed a small bit before crouching at the edge of the water. Close enough for the small ripples to lap over onto his front paws. This had to work! If it didn’t then it was probably Ashcloud’s fault somehow. Wildpaw stared up in wait, crouched and ready to pounce on the hive once it stayed in the water long enough to drown all the bees. “Ready!”
Right, now all he got to do was knock this hive into the water... Easy. So Ashcloud got up into the tree and tore into the hive where it was connected into the tree. And it fell into the water! Unfortunately some bees came out of the hive and Ashcloud wasn't that good climbing down. He received a few stings before he just decided to jump into the pond. He wasn't a swimmer but luckily the water wasn't that deep where he landed... But the bees were after him! So he just decided to run and hoped they were all going after him and not his apprentice that he sorta cared not to be turned into a pin cushion. He did eat into their have a bit.
With that he ran as fast as he could and he wasn't sure how long he had run but he went until his lungs burned. Finally admitting defeat he noticed... That the bees were gone. Well that was nice. So doubting he would have time to find another hive, he gathered as many sticks as his mouth could carry and then started the slow walk back home. They were out here too late and he could take a rest when he finally made it back to the patrol place.
DAYWHISPER • SHE / HER • 35+ MOONS • WINDCLAN WARRIOR
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Daywhisper hummed softly as she padded along the thunderglade, She'd been looking for her mate, but couldn't seem to find him. Oh well it wasn't the biggest deal, she'd try to find him later.
She looked around curiously, she'd never actually looked around the Thunderclan border beyond checking to make sure no one had crossed it. She sniffed around, wrinkling her nose as the strong scent of Thunderclan drifted over the border.
After Treetiger had dove away, she began tracking scents and maneuvering through the undergrowth with expert movements. First in the line of fire was a mouse. Treetiger made quick work of the creature, burying the rodent before moving on to a bird that pecking at the ground nearby. The warrior got down low, creeping forward and darting at lightning speed, nailing the bird between her claws and burying it with the mouse nearby.
Okay, good. The first two were simple and quick to catch. Her gaze would shoot towards the sun, checking the time. She'd have to head back soon. She didn't want the patrol out here waiting for her forever. Treetiger padded onwards, scaring off a squirrel on accident before she crouched down and waited for a moment. Another bird came fluttering down and Treetiger made quick work of it. This time, she went back to her little prey hole and pulled out the other two pieces from the ground.
The Bengal moved back to their meeting point and waited for the other cats to arrive before she'd start heading back. [+2 birds, +1 mouse]
He decided to continue to enjoy the cool of the day. Wandering around, scenting the air for anymore prey until he picked up the scent of a mouse. He followed it carefully tracking it down. Then once he spotted it he went straight for the kill. He let himself feel a little bit of pride in this easy catch, before going to pick up the other one and heading back to meet up with the patrol.
[ +1 robin +1 mouse ]
[Sorry for the short post again! This week has been crazy!]
Finally, the thunderglade and here was where things got hard. Crowtooth stopped, halting the apprentices with a lifted tail and pointed at his target for this outing.
A beehive. "Now lastly we need honey! Im gonna throw a rock ta knock it down an' hopefully scare off the bees but the rest is up ta yall! Ill mark the border an' stay outta stingin' range in the meantime, fer now, think on why yall wanna avoid bein' in make up patrols wit' me ever again."
With that and a possibly too smug grin the tom grabbed a rock and chucked it, idly flexing his power to turn it into a downright missile crashing through the give as a gust of wind propelled the rock. The apprentices probably wouldnt notice, thinking it just a rogue breeze unless they had agatha kitty, and soon had more issues in the furious hive. In the meantime Crowtooth did his little circuit rubbing against the border and leaving his scent spotting something through the branches.
That was a.... Uh oh.
A thunderclan cat in the same area as angry bees potentially going towards the disaster zone if he kept walking.
"Heya partner! Ya might wanna stop there! Ya wit' the grey pelt hold on!"
Darting to the other tom away from the apprentices who'd be doing what they were told with the hive if they knew what was good for them Crowtooth idly thanked his stars he'd eaten the juniper earlier, stopping at the border. "Sorry, aint mean ta startle ya or cause harm but I knocked down a hive fer the apprentices ta get some honey up ahead an' didnt want ya walkin' inta that unprepared. Seemed rude ta get ya accidentally stung if yer just mindin' the border heh.
Thanks fer stoppin' though an' not attackin' me on reflex. Im Crowtooth, yer on' o' Bumblestars favored right? Think Ive seen ya at a gatherin' or two," Wolfhive had probably seen the same of Crowtooth, probably him gossiping with Mistlewhisker as was his MO. "everythin' goin' well fer you an' yers?"
Oh god small talk what was Crowtooth thinking. Probably that the two were gonna be stuck here until the swarm left for a moment and it was polite but still.
Refusing to make eye contact feeling suddenly awkward the tom looked over to watch the apprentices and their struggle, an ear fixed on Wolfhive just in case.
°•○♧ BIRCHPAW ♧○•° He/Him • Apprentice • 8M • WC A fluffy white & brown ticked tabby tom POSTS: 27/100
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Birchpaw watched as a rock slammed into the beehive. It plummeted to the ground and broke open, releasing a swarm of angry bees. The fluffy apprentice moved up, gathering honeycombs in his mouth. A few bees began to sting him and he yowled in pain around the honeycomb. Swatting them with his paws, he made sure they left him well alone before rushing over to Crowtooth proudly.
"I got everyfing!" The tom mewed around his mouthful of herbs, one paw raised from getting stung on his pad.
Finally, the thunderglade and here was where things got hard. Crowtooth stopped, halting the apprentices with a lifted tail and pointed at his target for this outing.
A beehive. "Now lastly we need honey! Im gonna throw a rock ta knock it down an' hopefully scare off the bees but the rest is up ta yall! Ill mark the border an' stay outta stingin' range in the meantime, fer now, think on why yall wanna avoid bein' in make up patrols wit' me ever again."
With that and a possibly too smug grin the tom grabbed a rock and chucked it, idly flexing his power to turn it into a downright missile crashing through the give as a gust of wind propelled the rock. The apprentices probably wouldnt notice, thinking it just a rogue breeze unless they had agatha kitty, and soon had more issues in the furious hive. In the meantime Crowtooth did his little circuit rubbing against the border and leaving his scent spotting something through the branches.
That was a.... Uh oh.
A thunderclan cat in the same area as angry bees potentially going towards the disaster zone if he kept walking.
"Heya partner! Ya might wanna stop there! Ya wit' the grey pelt hold on!"
Darting to the other tom away from the apprentices who'd be doing what they were told with the hive if they knew what was good for them Crowtooth idly thanked his stars he'd eaten the juniper earlier, stopping at the border. "Sorry, aint mean ta startle ya or cause harm but I knocked down a hive fer the apprentices ta get some honey up ahead an' didnt want ya walkin' inta that unprepared. Seemed rude ta get ya accidentally stung if yer just mindin' the border heh.
Thanks fer stoppin' though an' not attackin' me on reflex. Im Crowtooth, yer on' o' Bumblestars favored right? Think Ive seen ya at a gatherin' or two," Wolfhive had probably seen the same of Crowtooth, probably him gossiping with Mistlewhisker as was his MO. "everythin' goin' well fer you an' yers?"
Oh god small talk what was Crowtooth thinking. Probably that the two were gonna be stuck here until the swarm left for a moment and it was polite but still.
Refusing to make eye contact feeling suddenly awkward the tom looked over to watch the apprentices and their struggle, an ear fixed on Wolfhive just in case.
Snowpaw got some honey. She was glad it was over, but the new herbs where nice to know where they were. However, a bee stung her. "Ow!" she cried. A few more stung her. "Ow! Ow!" She tried to swat at the bees, but it got worse, leading to a chorus of, "Ow! Ow! Ouch! Crowtooth, how do I get them off of me!!!???"
Wolfhive had decided to go out to make up for the lockdown. He had a better understanding of the dangers within the territory than most of their Clan-mates, and likewise was more capable at handling things so they didn't remain an issue.
He heard the angry buzzes before he heard the hive crash, and flickered his ears at the WindClan cat's voice as he watched two apprentice-looking cats rush toward the swarm. He wasn't sure if WindClan cats were dumb or if this was intentional... but having kids be stung without trying to reduce it deliberately seemed cruel. "Thanks for the heads up." He didn't need it, no one with basic observational skills did, but he supposed there were some stupids in the Clans that lacked that. "You might wanna slather your cats up in mud next time, their stingers won't get you through the layer."
He didn't have much to say for the rest, unwilling to be too chatty but a little bit didn't hurt. Wolfhive always kept a distance during Gatherings - more of a guardian that ensured ThunderClan cats kept in line or else. "We're fine, nothing much to say there." Though... "Have you heard from the fish recently?" Their borders were marked heavily, but Wolfhive hadn't actually seen a patrol or cat. Just their disgusting odor.
It was.... interesting watching the apprentices in their attempt, sitting away from the mess and thought Birchpaw got through fine the tom winced at Snowpaw struggling. Wolfhive gave his tips and Crowtooth sighed, quietly admitted "Honestly I was tryin' ta teach them ta think outside the camp. Come up wit' solutions ta issues wit'out bein' directly told but the mud idea" Or any others "dont seem ta be occurin'."
Crowtooth leaned back and straight, calling out a "If yer stumped Snowpaw try the mud idea this fine fellow is givin' ya! Or Ive seen bees avoidin' mint plants fer some reason so track that strong scent down an' hide there until they've flown off!" thinking of his own misadventures with bees. Mint, just mint-mint not cat-mint or water-mint was a rather gross smelling plant more commonly found near the twoleg place but perhaps it was that scent that drove off the bees in the end. Whatever it was the apprentices could use that as Crowtooth resumed his conversation with Wolfhive.
"Ta be frank these lot are the result o' some failed patrols an' didnt report they were ditched until I was already callin' 'em up. This issa lesson o' sorts."
But that was besides the point and just kinda an explanation so thunderclan didnt think windclan liked to torment their apprentices for sport.
Riverclan was the more interesting subject and the tunnelers head snapped right up. "Riverclan? Aint heard o' or seen nothin' on our end, we were just at the border an' its as barren as ever. Stars I even took a jaunt through their territory not long ago an' saw nothin'. Was startin' ta wonder if theyre ever gonna come back at all really or if they were so sore over the battle they decided ta make a go o' it elsewhere. Why?" If thunderclan had found the tattered remains of the clan or had indication they'd snuck back to do some sort of sneak attack without alerting windclan Crowtooth knew Twilightstar would even approve of an exchange for such valuable information.
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