border if there's no task, I just assume one // windclan dawn patrol

[Periwinklebreeze.]

OH, WHAT IT MEANS TO BE SOMEONE ━
THAT EVERYBODY HAS TO TALK TO━​

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periwinklebreeze ❀ 19 moons ❀ demi-boy ❀ windclan lead warrior ​

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" L-let's t-try not to st-start anything... " is all that Peri says to the patrol as they near the border - riverclan is far from his favorite clan, and even days spent on the journey hadn't done much to brighten his view of them. But still, sunstar is trying for peace and for a new windclan - something peri is grateful for, and he doesn't want to do anything to jeopardize that. He's only recently been entrusted with the responsibilities of lead, and though that choking pull of anxiety and insecurity never quite releases it's grasp upon, he works hard to meet newfound expectations. He's not going to risk yet anther border side brawl furthering their reputation as sootstars savages - even now, her ghost spitefully hangs over them, leaving bloodstained image behind. It'd been clear as day during the gathering, with eyes and sharp tongued words turned towards him and his clanamtes. But.... well, if riverclan starts something first, he's hardly going to tell his clanmates to turn the other cheek - and stars, he's definitely not going to be the one telling mintshade what to do. Starclan knows the molly terrifies him. Instead, paws carry smoke tinged figure to the scent line in comfortable silence, sticking as close to gravelsnap as ever.

━ actions & " speech, " & 'thoughts/quotes' ━

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━H E━H AD━N O━O N E━T H A T━H E━C O U L D━T A L K━T O━

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// @Periwinklebreeze. @Mintshade @BRIGHTSHINE! ( @Bearpaw ) @GRAVELSNAP

 

[GRAVELSNAP]

➴➴ Looking out across the border, Gravelsnap can't help but think of Lynxtooth. Their father had taken both Gravelsnap and Slateheart from their mother in a memory that is no more than a blur of crimson, but still the moor runner can remember snippets of the land they were born in. RiverClan has never been their home—and never will be—but they cannot deny the connection that they have to the territory. At least now, their father has joined their mother in death. Lynxtooth will torment Slateheart no longer, though his death cannot bring back what has been lost. Gravelsnap can only hope that the mother and sister who still live are out there somewhere, perhaps even within RiverClan, unknown and unaware.

The discomfort that radiates from the lead warrior does little to settle their own nerves, but still Gravelsnap shifts closer to him. "I haven't been here for a while," they comment, tail swishing gently against Periwinklebreeze's. They feel no more comfort this close to the border than their friend does, and it shows in the narrowing of their eyes. Any RiverClanner who approaches will be met with a dull, distrustful glare, but Gravelsnap says nothing more.​

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[Mosspool]

𓆝 . ° ✦ Whenever she had to patrol this border, Mosspool was always at her most alert. Even though it had been moons, she still remembered the battle she had fought against Windclan, and she intended to be ready should her clan call her to fight again. In truth, she was almost eager for it. For all that Windclan had taken from them, Riverclan had been far too kind in return.

Her eyes narrowed as they landed on the patrol across the border.

"Windclan." Her greeting was cold and her eyes sharp. The moor queen might have been overthrown, but she still would not trust them. For as long as she had been alive, Windclan had been nothing but a band of foxhearted rogues, undeserving of the light of Starclan. A mere change in leadership would not be enough to root out the corruption at the heart of that clan.

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ooc Information

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  MOSSPOOL — SHE/HER･ 12 MOONS ･ WARRIOR & RIVERCLAN ･ PENNED BY @empyrean !

  Longhair black tabby with deep green eyes. Mosspaw is a very tall molly, standing a head above most cats her age. She has a slim, willowy physique with subtle musculature built up from a lifetime of constant training that lends itself well to swimming and running. Long, thick brown fur falls over her form with tabby patterning across it. Her eyes are a vibrant green, and shine with a bright intelligence and confidence.

 

[BEEFANG]

I HEARD, I HEARD ACROSS THE MOONLIT SEA — The bicolored molly walks along noticing the moor rats and remembered the last time that she had run into them, she had splashed the lot of them and they had fled being angry that they were drenched by cold river water. A toothy grin threatening to form on her maw at the pleasant memory but she'll behave herself considering that there had been a change in leadership not that she cared for it seeing as the moorland rats had killed Smokestar. They had forever earned her ire and hatred, they were just as horrid as the rogues that plagued their land and even the ones that had been around when the strongest of their cats had gone on the journey. They were worse than the bloodsucking ticks that embedded themselves in the matted, unruly fur of elders and that was final in Beepaw's mind.

She would much rather get eaten by a massive fish than ever trust a Windclanner again and her oriental ears twitch in the slightest not trailing too far behind Mosspool as her tail sweeps behind her. Beepaw does not utter a word not interested in speaking with the mad queen's former followers and she'd turn her mismatched gaze the other way.

/ mentor tag @SMOKESTAR

THE OLD VOICE WARNING ME ✦ BEWARE, BEWARE THE DAUGHTER OF THE SEA

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  ✦ shorthaired black smoke molly w/low white and mismatched eyes
  ✦ oftentimes comes off as untrusting of those around her, closed off, and not the easiest to engage in conversation with, she's not easy to befriend. all her opinions are IC only.
  ✦ 8 moons old; ages the 10th every month
  ✦ sexuality unknown; currently interested in no one
  ✦ currently being mentored by smokestar
  ✦ firstborn daughter of cicadastar and smokestar
  ✦ sister of cicadapaw and cricketpaw
  ✦ "speech", thoughts, attacking
  ✦ peaceful powerplay allowed

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[SWIFTFIRE]

I'VE LEARNED LOVE IS LIKE A BRICK — Unlike the rest of the patrol that was already present, Swiftfire didn't really have much of a history with Windclan. She'd heard about the other clan, that much was for sure - usually in unkind snarls that were harsh enough to make her ears flatten - but she'd never had the chance to interact with them personally. Did she really want to, if they had been the ones to tear precious life away from Smokestar? Who had committed so many crimes that they seemed to drift along after whenever someone uttered the word Windclan?

Though she found she couldn't actually judge them too harshly, her own thoughts drifting back towards the Ripple Colony. Back towards Sasha and Deacon, and all the blood that they had shed up until only very recently. Swiftfire suddenly found that she couldn't judge the many for the crimes of specific faces, because if she did - what was to keep others from doing the same when it came to her?

Those thoughts were what drove a smile up onto her muzzle as she approached, bicolored paws carrying her until she could stand with her paws at the edge of the river. "Hello, Windclan." Her greeting was slightly warming than the frigid hiss of her clanmate, more akin to a real hello than a mere statement made out of obligation. "I hope newleaf has made it so that the moors are warm like our territory has been." That was where they lived, right? In wide-open moorlands, with the sky constantly present above them. She couldn't imagine it, shivering at the mental image of the cold they must have felt during leafbare.

YOU CAN BUILD A HOUSE ✿ OR SINK A DEAD BODY

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  ✧ shorthaired blue and red tabby chimera molly with green eyes
  ✧ 40 moons old; ages the 1st every month
  ✧ bisexual; currently not looking
  ✧ daughter of lilou and germaine
  ✧ formerly of the ripple colony; loyal to riverclan
  ✧ easy to befriend; desperate to improve the former colonists' reputation
  ✧ "speech", thoughts, attacking
  ✧ peaceful powerplay allowed

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[FOXTAIL]

Again, he's at the WindClan border. His ears are pinned back as his olive green eyes look upon the moors of WindClan... their territory is so barren, compared to what he's used to. Not even a single tree to take shade under, or a stream to make a quick hunt in. He think he would get tired out quickly if he had to chase rabbits all day— he isn't sure how they do! WindClanners are definitely more fitted for running across the moors, he wouldn't be able to do that every day, multiple times a day.

He takes a brief glance at his clanmates, and he can easily see a mismatch of emotions regarding the WindClanners. He understands the distrust from Mosspool and Beepaw, as well as Swiftfire being more friendly towards the other clanners. Sootstar has done a lot of damage... she ruled the moor clan like an iron fist; a horrible tyrant. She is responsible for loss of life across all the clans, he feels certain about that. Even so, she must be responsible for her own clanmates's fates... at what point did she stop caring about WindClan, and only thinking about herself?

Foxtail was fortunate to never be in battle directly with WindClan. There were times when they were tense at the border, Foxtail terrified of a battle ensuing, but that was... really it. But he knows others haven't been as lucky as him. A sigh escaping his maw, he can only hope that Sunstar will repair WindClan with time— Sootstar has truly damaged the clan's reputation; even posthumously. "H-hello," He mews with a swish of his tail, and he nods in agreement to Swiftfire. "It's finally nice to see the grass again, right?"​

𝐨𝐨𝐜 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭

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  credit to skaicraft (via insta) for the artwork <3
• Foxtail

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  warrior
  warmhearted
  timid
  experience: trained
  backstory: tbd
  biography: [HYPERLINK]
  credit to rai for the mini & tropics for the icon <3
  

  cisgender male [he / him]
  eyes: green
  pelt: cinnamon/chocolate
  fur length: long
  parents: dawnflower and redfur (riverclan npcs)
  17 moons
  

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