BARD DANCE | hunting patrol, strange noise

[MOMOWHISKER]

The grief of SkyClan was heavy and angry, his heart yearned to fix what had been broken by the many enemies of his home - but he was just a humble Daylight Warrior, and there was little he could do but carry on with a smile on his face and inspiration in his actions. As the patrols were sent out to the borders, Momowhisker took his own to the northern pines adjacent to the Rockpile. No hums or commentary was provided by the lynx point that day, instead, in his head, he rehearsed. Patrols outside of the Twolegplace were seldom led by the tom, even if he could name the best places to hunt within SkyClan, he did not know how to manage his troop. Leaving them to do their own thing might lead to inefficiency and fewer catches, coddling them like they were apprentices on their first outing may waste time and irritate them. Cherryblossom had picked one hell of a day to make him a patrol lead, but he couldn't blame her for it - Deputy work sounded tough.

"Ok, so, we're going to—"

Taptaptaptaptaptaptap. A pause. Taptaptaptaptaptap.

He paused mid-gait, his blue eyes darting towards the pines. "What was that?" The lithe tail of Momowhisker bristled to twice its size as he tried to locate the source of the noise, only, the thick blanket of needles blocked him from seeing anything. It sounded like something was knocking on the tree (maybe stabbing it), and, just as soon as Momowhisker made that conclusion, he heard the similar rat-a-tat-tat again, his skin crawling as he tried to imagine whatever could be doing such a thing. He'd heard Twoleg tools of a similar sound, but surely a Twoleg wouldn't be up a tree... right? They couldn't climb (at least his own couldn't, that was why they needed the shiny-clangy things to reach high up). "Be careful..." He mewed to the patrol as, with limbs shaking like thin branches in the wind, he moved towards the trunk of a tree to try and get a better look.

[ apprentice tag: @spicepaw ]

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[CHRYSALISWING]

Taptaptaptaptaptap.

Strange noises infiltrated the sanctity of keen senses, and Chrysaliswing folded his ears back as he attempted to deduce what, exactly, this noise could be coming from. His first thought was that it must be the knell of an attentive woodpecker, the pitter-patter of the drilling beak knocking against hard-skinned bark, though it was much too garish and intrusive to fit in with the natural symphony of the forest. His second thought was that it must be the leaden footfall of a predator, though this sound seemed too fleet and too fey to be a beast so drab and drooling. His third thought was that it must be... well, he didn't know. "Could be a Twoleg. Who knows what they can do?" The chimaeric-coated tomcat muttered, for his disdain of humans seeped into uncouth tongue and half-toned face, like it were poisoned ambrosia coating every word and breath. How could Chrysaliswing not abhor Twolegs, the very kind that had taken so much from his clan and spat out nothing but concrete jungle and smoke-stacked labyrinth? Nothing good came out of the Twolegplace, as far as he was concerned. Heterochromatic gaze briefly fell upon Momowhisker and his curiosity, though Chrysalis simply kept his frame low against the palls of woodand shadow, caution like a spile driving him to the cork of the cold earth. He was already less than enthused about attending a hunting patrol led by a kittypet masquerading as a daylight warrior, and now this had come to ruin it further.

𝘯𝘰 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 ⚠︎ 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘰𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘷𝘦

• whoops edit i forgot to tag @Jaypaw !
  
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  —— CHRYSALISWING / He/They / 24 Moons
  —— Warrior of Skyclan / Mentoring n/a
  —— A long-haired tomcat with chimaeric patterning. His left side is fully black and his right side is black splotched with sunset-orange. He has complete heterochromia, with his right eye being a bright green and his left eye being a glowering yellow.
  —— Abrasive, temperamental, and critical. Approach at your own risk and engage at your own cost. Despite this, he is a hard worker and quick to call out what he finds wrong.
  —— Penned by Tempest. Contact on Discord (naruk4mi) for plots and threads.

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