Mistyshard trailed a bit behind Dusklion and Redmire, still panting from her previous battle with a rogue. Despite the kill the vermin had gotten a few good hits in and there was blood trickling from her belly. She was about to nod in reply to Dusklion's instructions, still a bit behind and barely in view, when a paw shot out from behind her. Claws dug into her tail and dragged her into a bush, where she whipped around and found herself facing an exceptionally large rogue. She let out a low growl and unsheathed her claws, dropping into a battle crouch. Not wanting to give the rogue enough time to think straight she leapt into the air, sharp talons digging into the muscular feline's side.
It seemed she had overestimated her level of strength, especially due to the battle she'd already fought before. Large claws raked down her side and underbelly, blood flowing freely. She let out a gasp as a strong force pushed her to the side and suddenly she was squished under a huge weight. Mistyshard breathed heavily as she tried to get as much air as possible. She wiggled and was able to get out before one of her bones would collapse under the weight. Her patrolmate's voices in the distance could barely be heard by her pained ears and she tried to jump on her opponents back.
Luckily that succeeded. To get her patrolmates attention - because no matter how strong and skilled in battle she was, defeating this giant feline by herself was nearly impossible - she let out a loud yowl. Once that was done she tried to bite him in the neck as hardly as possible to buy herself some time before backup arrived.
purrks ; the collector , herbal knowledge t2
she/they . rc . 15 moons . one lame leg
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“what if the wind caught up with me? started to change when i did?”
cobwebpaw silently followed marigoldleap. she wasn't sad, per say, just considering things and thinking. when the warrior spoke, she nodded, offering a smile. ' alright. thank you, marigoldleap. ' she purred, then padded off to sniff out and look for herbs.
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cobwebpaw noticed a small patch of moss, taking two clumps of it. depositing it on a small grassy patch to return to later, she went back to the grass. she noticed a small patch of.. yeah, that was blessed thistle! she took two, careful to avoid the yucky bits, and put them back in her pile. ooh, cobwebs! she took two of those also, wrapping them in a leaf. basically running out of paws to carry herbs with, cobwebpaw returned to marigoldleap to await her.
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Mistyshard tilted her head a little and shrugged. As far as she knew Rugged Range was totally fine for hunting, the only inconvenience being that it was quite far away from RiverClan's camp. "I've hunted there quite a few times and it was always fine," the lionheart mewed softly. She picked up the pace a bit since Eaglepaw was as big as her and should be capable of keeping up. After a while the familiar territory finally came into view and she shot a smile Eaglepaw's way. She gestured to the rocky hills with her tail, making her way towards one that was more grassy.
There were some bushes around too, meaning there was a place for prey to hide in which also meant there would be more prey around here. "We'll be keeping our tone a big lower from now on to not alert the prey, okay?" she purred. "Do you know the basics already or are we starting from a blank slate?"
Eaglepaw
RiverClan
she/her | 7 moons | 28/100
[Golden and white tuxedo tabby with green eyes] Purrks: Dreamwalker, HK T2
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Eaglepaw nodded vigorously to show she understood what Mistyshard was saying about the Range as well as being quiet--she knew she had a hard time regulating her volume--but then quickly shook her head when Mistyshard asked if she knew any basics. It was really embarassing--she had already had to tell those who trained her that she didn't know anything. Fadingsun was a busy guy! That's why she was getting more training from others. "Not yet." She whispered, glancing away in shame. "But I can learn really quickly!"
(Getting this finished before i leave wco and sorry if this seems rushed I just want to get this finished)
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Marigoldleap moved to look for the herbs she wanted finding them before picking four each and then moved back to Cobwebpaw. "Alright if your ready we can head back to camp.", she meowed.
Marigoldleap is a pretty active Riverclan warrior and I really want her to be as active as possible, so if there is ever a plot Idea and you need an extra cat feel free to reach out to me. Her and me would love to have something to do
DUSKLION
she/her | riverclan's head lionheart | 27 moons | active purrks
Feeling the weight get dragged off her Dusklion was quick to scramble back to her paws. Watching as she drew in ragged breaths while Redmire finished the outsider off - not before receiving some pretty brutal wounds herself - the head Lionheart spat on the ground. "Yeah. Thanks," she nodded to the dead outsider, a flash of gratitude in her gaze. She then looked to Stagheart and gave a grunt and a nod, twisting around to lap at one of the wounds in her shoulder. It wasn't bad, but it would definitely need careful care.
"Where the hell is-" Dusklion didn't get to finish her sentence as a yowl split the air. Adrenaline still pumping the head Lionheart whipped around and bolted in the direction. A little further back past the tree line was Mists, latched onto a rather huge rogue. Without hesitation the dark tabby flung herself forward, slashing her front claws down the rogue's face in an attempt to blind them.
The blow to her head wasn't hurting to its full extent yet but it was causing her vision to swim with the effort she was exerting. Letting out another snarl the smaller cat lunged and sank her fangs into the front of the cats neck, ripping backwards while Mists had a hold on the back of their neck. Blood flowed heavily from the wound, which would leave her Clanmate to finish them off.
Any urge to scold Mists for disappearing vanished as Dusklion panted, taking a moment to recover. The thought of whether or not these outsiders were entirely innocent wasn't one she even considered right now as she lifted her head to check for Redmire and Stagheart. She was grateful the tom had come back to assist them after escorting the other two patrol members to camp. "I think... that's all of 'em." Looking to Mists, then to Red and Stag, she added, "Anyone got injuries they feel need to be treated now before we get back to camp?" The last thing she needed was any of her patrol members passing out on the way back.
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Re: Rugged Range
Stagheart had dashed to Mistyshard's yowl as well, but Dusk had already been leaping into the fray. He stood at a close distance in case he was needed, watching as his strong Clanmates made quick work of the rogue. Relieved to finally be at rest, his adrenaline starting to settle, he only just began to feel the sting of his wounds.
The worst one was still the deep gash on his leg, but he'd be able to make it back to camp... he just couldn't delay in getting it wrapped up once he got there, or else he'd be asking for a heap of trouble. The rest of the scratches were standard, shallow but still pesty in how they bled. He'd certainly experienced worse; the few prominent scars that showed beneath his fur could attest to that.
With all that in his mind, he shook his head to Dusklion's question. "I'll be alright," he meowed, gingerly shaking out his leg. "Just gotta get this treated once we get there... that rogue had a nasty grip," he added with a bit of dry humor to his tone.
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