ALWAYS IN MY DREAMS - wool gathering

[Bluepool]

In the twilight Bluepool slinks forward, her silver body parting the heather and her yellow eyes focused on only one thing, the sheep in the pasture before her. "Now Periwinklepaw, you must always remember while we're here to keep a sharp eye out for the dogs that live here" the dogs usually were here, among the sheep making it impossible to get close but... "You must also only come here very early in the morning or at this time in the evening, those times are when the dogs are gone to eat" it was risky, getting wool from such a place, but in Bluepools mind a comfy nest was everything. Plus, she had promised Scorchstreak to get her some so that she may at least be comfy in her new confinements. It's likely her fellow lead warrior had already forgotten but she hadn't.

She raises her nose to the air, casts her gaze around and it is only when she is satisfied that the dogs are nowhere to be found that she straightens and pads forward. "The sheep wont bother us" she tells her apprentice and whoever else had accompanied them on this patrol "But watch out not to disturb them, the sharp stones on their feet could easily send you to the stars." its a scary thought but she would rather be honest then downplay the danger here and watch someone be killed because of it.

// @Periwinklebreeze. apprentice tag!
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[HARRIERSTRIPE]

Only a few mouse-lengths from @Firefang ’s side, Harrierpaw slips into the pasture behind Bluepool and Periwinklepaw. The smell had been horrid from afar, but now it was really putrid… so much so Harrierpaw could practically taste sheep dirt! Taking cautious strides so that he doesn’t step on any of the foul stuff he pads forward, wearily staring down the four-legged, dirt-stained clouds. His ears are pricked for further instruction from Bluepool, though he’s nervous she’s going to ask that he gets even closer to the towering sheep.​

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Spoiler: TAGS 🪶 05-18

( primary character / "speech" / ic opinions )​

╰ ჻ 001 GENERAL INFORMATION ,
· HARRIERPAW, male — he / him
╰ ‣ 5 moons . pisces. ages on the 14th
╰ ‣ windclan apprentice . believes in starclan

╰ ჻ 002 VISUALS & AESTHETICS ,
· DOMESTIC FELINE, smells of the earth and dry grass , status — 100%
╰ ‣ blue and brown chimera . average sized WindClanner . yellow eyes

╰ ჻ 003 MENTALITY & MANNERISMS ,
· ESTJ-A ❝ EXECTUTIVE ❞ , Slytherin, Chaotic neutral
╰ ‣ self-reliant, loyal, disciplined, direct, impatient, unsympathetic, judge mental
╰ ‣ finds moderate difficulty in relating to others . can be cruel

╰ ჻ 004 INTERACTIONS & RELATIONSHIPS ,
· WEASELCLAW x SOOTSTAR, brother to Cloudedsky, Moorpaw, Adderpaw, Bluepaw & Cottonpaw
╰ ‣ nephew to Mintshade & Bluepool
╰ ‣ sexuality unknown
╰ ‣ apprentice to Firefang
╰ ‣ okay fighter . okay hunter .
╰ ‣ will start fights . unlikely to flee .
╰ ‣ attack in underline . penned by user @ava.​

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[Firefang]

The last time her and Harrierpaw were out here that foul excuse for a mangy mutt had been racing around the moorlands scaring just about anything with a heartbeat - she's not exactly stoked to be back near horseplace so soon but ever the "kind" helper she was she'd followed without complaint. She respected Bluepool; she shared Sootstar's blood yes but had also made a name for herself as well her status as a lead warrior wasn't gifted to her from nepotism alone she was a hard worker. She'd say she was her favorite out of the two sister of Sootstar (not including her leader herself!) She feels bad she's stuck with a stuttering half-witted mouseheart like Periwinklepaw but it was what it was, she'd have a better apprentice in a few moons time Firefang would like to wager.

Though as brave of a facade as she always put on... this was only the second time she'd passed the fence worry prickled in her heart. She didn't have just her hide or Bluepool's to protect she had Harrierpaw's most importantly. She glances towards him sparing a slight smile ❝This'll be easier then fightin' a skyclan kittypet❞ she assures and she hopes they'd be quick. Why they were risking it for some poofy fur from these noisy dung-smellin' living clouds was something she didn't understand but she still pads along dutifully. ​

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[GRAVELSNAP]

Gravelsnap does not stray to this side of the territory often, unless assigned on patrol. They fear the towering dogs, the snapping of their jaws, their deafening, baying noises. But still they trail behind Bluepool and the rest of the patrol, ears alert and swiveling to catch any sign of the dangerous canines that the lead warrior warns them about. They feel secure in the midst of this patrol, surrounded by both Firefang and Bluepool. They trust both she-cats to help fight off any would-be attackers, although they wouldn’t put it past any of the apprentices on the patrol to leave them if danger strikes.

They come to a reluctant stop when they first spot the sheep—the older warrior warns of their sharp feet, and Gravelsnap’s ears flatten to their skull. "They don’t look threatening," he remarks, attempting to hide the anxiety in his tone. One fact of life that they have realized is that sometimes, a sheep is not only a sheep.

Sometimes, a sheep is a dog in disguise.
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[ DEATH OF A DREAM ]​

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[WEASELCLAW]

Weaselclaw's Horseplace origins don't often lend any advantage to life in WindClan, but this is one rare occurrence where it does. He pads alongside @sparkpaw. , coming to a stop behind Harrierpaw. "Lovely smell, huh?" He snorts, seeing his son's wrinkled nose.

He looks at Firefang, amused. "Not much easier than that." He confirms Gravelsnap's assertion that the sheep don't look dangerous with a nod. "By themselves, they aren't," he confirms. "They're gentle creatures. But Bluepool's right. They can be clumsy, and those paws of theirs are heavy and hard as stone. Watch your tails."

He can feel the younger cats' anxiety, and he's glad at least that they are wary of the creatures. He thinks it's always better to be prepared for the worst, at least. "And keep your senses clear... Twolegs use dogs to herd the sheep together." He can't taste anything but the overbearing stench of the sheep right now, but his ears are pricked and alert for distant barking.​

[ PENNED BY MARQUETTE ]​

 

[Periwinklebreeze.]

❀​❀ I NEED YOU HERE 'CAUSE I'M A MESS ❀❀​
periwinklepaw | 10 months | demi-boy | he/they | physically easy (pacifist) | mentally easy | attack in bold #ccccff

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Though he is walking a little closer to gravelsnaps side than his own mentors, he still listens with rapt attention as bluepool speaks. The horseplace is one he has never visited, having been rather off limits for most of his life. Blue eyes watch the cloud-shaped creatures with unbridled curiosity, and he has the strong urge to get closer. They certainly look soft - though he supposes they would not be here searching for scraps of their pelts if they were not. The two lead warriors warn of dogs, and the boy shudders - fox's are scary enough - from what he's heard, dogs are even worse.

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[MIREPAW]

જ➶ Herd the sheep? They use dogs for that! The young apprentice always finds it strange that twolegs use dogs like that. Are the dogs dumb? Or is there something more to their strange want to be controlled by twolegs. Regardless the boy is quiet as he slips his way after the others. Glancing back @HOUNDTHISTLE with nervousness in his gaze. He has never been out here on the twoleg pastures and well most of Windclan knows what happened to his father one eventful morning. The image is always there in the back of his head as he turns to look at the rest of the patrol. His ears are pulled back and he sighs softly, trying his best to have a brave air about himself. Even though he finds the sheep creepy they are here for a reason. "I hope it's that easy..." He mutters softly as he swipes his tongue along his muzzle.

He is finding now that he doesn't like the stench of the sheep. They smell so weird and he jitters a bit, claws pressing against the grass.​