don't mistake my nice for naive ❀ 11.03 patrols

[lilacfur]

Mirestar's reveal to the Clan had been met on rather expected reactions from her Clanmates. A fretful reveal that what they feared was true, that Smogstar was truly alive. Wayward scents possibly deceptive in some maneuver, but his intentions wholly unknown. StarClan had no guidance to offer in finding their former leader, and by providing her mate with what lives they could proved they had abandoned the smoky tom as he may have them.

It pained her, curiosity begged to know the truth. A sliver of knowledge for what was going through his head before his paws left the stars sight. In usual, mystical fashion it is left unanswered. Perhaps for far longer than she would hold breath in her lungs.

But no matter now- the truth was out and there was work to be done without wallowing in what could-be's and should-be's. Mirestar had given her a general list of wants, and with their nearing arrival of kits in the nursery she saw each one sensible to act upon.

"ShadowClan! It is time for our patrols. The molly fluffed out rosetted fur as a gust of wind swept between her and the cats she gathered at attention. "There has been some pressure with the threat of leafbare rounding the corner, so we are focusing on supplying as much prey as our camp can hold. So, Flintwish, you will lead a hunting patrol with Willowburn and Bloodwing. And Swansong, you will have Sneezeduck and Jitterbug for yours." She looked at her nephew with a smile, and to the pale molly in a gesture of encouragement. She had faith in their hard work.

"I would like Thrasherthroat to lead for WindClan's border. Bring with you Lividsmoke, Ferndance and Newtchaser." With any luck their own throes of struggle will distract them from taking a chance on ShadowClan once again.

"As Mirestar has said, we have plans to overwhelm ThunderClan and ensure we will not starve when the snow arrives. Do try to keep your claws in until then, if you can help it. Sharpshadow, you will bring Singeglare, Amberhaze and Halfsun. It may do some good to ensure the tunnels beneath the Thunderpath are clear for us to move in secret." Her tail-tip twitched in the anticipation of the fight. Sycamorepaw would meet his first enemy, perhaps shed real blood for his Clan, and she would be proud to see what he has learned from her.

It would be her daughter's first as well, too. Her first real scars to mend and care for. "Starlingheart, it's best we get as much preparation as possible... Wormwatcher and Snowlark can accompany you." That should be enough... for now, it had to be.

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• hello there! some of these patrols have been conducted for the current sitewide event, however if you have not been assigned a patrol your character is free to host their own event-rolled thread!!
  
  EVENT HUNTING 1: @FLINTWISH (lead), @BRANCHPAW, @Willowburn, @BLOODWING
  
  EVENT HUNTING 2: @Swansong (lead), @sneezeduck, @jitterbug, @BASILPAW
  
  EVENT HERB PATROL: @Starlingheart (lead), @MARBLEPAW, @Wormwatcher @Snowlark.
  
  THUNDER: @SHARPSHADOW (lead), @SINGEGLARE, @Amberhaze, @Halfsun
  
  WIND: @THRASHERTHROAT (lead), @leechpaw, @LIVIDSMOKE, @FERNDANCE, @NEWTCHASER
  

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• LILACFUR ✩ she/her, 22 moons, mother to marblepaw and sycamorepaw
  ⭃ lh lilac rosette with yellow eyes (carrying cinnamon, solid), a torn left ear, missing her left eye and most fur from a multitude of claw-marked scars
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by this loser ↛ @gonkpilled on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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[Snowlark.]

[ ༻❄༺ ] With the early frost of leaf-bare, and the upcoming battle with Thunderclan alongside their newly formed allies, it would seem that there would be a lot needed in preperations for these events, ones to ensure their victory, and others to ensure that the clan will survive long enough to see new-leaf flourish once more.

This time it would be Lilacfur who was to call for patrols, and the tom's gaze flickered over to listen to the assignments, he alongside Wormwatcher were tasked into helping Marblepaw and Starlingheart stock their herb supplies which made a soft hum come from the warrior, nodding towards understanding what his task would be for this patrol around, his thoughts on how leaf-bare will be like as well as if they even have enough food and other supplies to make it through. What they were doing now might give them that extra push...

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── Where I am going is right where I am ──┐‎

• "speak""Thoughts"
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  Snowlark ❄ He/Him, Lead warrior of Shadowclan, 15 moons.
  ⭃ Lithe long hair blue lynx sepia with high white, and yellow eyes. Stubby tail, permanent resting bitch face
  ⭃ Hailfreckle x Mudsplash
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted (ask first) / / underline and tag when attacking
  ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by Ryn ↛ @/Rynnaro on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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[SHARPSHADOW]

With the early onset of frost they were all clamoring for patrols more than usual... Sharpshadow finds Lilacfur almost mindlessly. She guesses she'd rather be told what to do right now— told how she can be useful, and not risk staying in one place until the moon uncovers itself, pondering Mirestar's eight lives; wondering what it meant for all of them... It'd be way too easy to do that right now. Mechanical stuff like this, the same nonsense she's been doing for moons and moons now... The nonsense that had made Forestshade leave, sick of the monotony... It's a wonder, that Sharpshadow felt like she needed it to stay sane.

Of course, the reminder of their oncoming attack on ThunderClan— alongside RiverClan, of all Clans— is like being dunked in the river. A gaze that had lingered on Lilacfur's paws finds her face now, apprehension twisting her lips into a wobbly line. Oh, she would have to waltz over there with this knowledge, maybe even look Raccoonstripe in the eyes again with it... With Singeglare and Amberhaze with her too. A dark spine prickles. " Right... " She'd rather hunt, really. She'd rather prepare for Leaf-bare... she tries to tell herself that in a way, this is preparation too.

She searches for the gazes of her patrolmates, hopefully able to beckon them over with a glance.​

 

[Willowburn]

THE GODS CAN KNEEL ⋆⁺₊⋆
From times of so much food that they could afford to waste it, now straight back to facing the moons of aching bellies thanks to hunger. Willowburn wasn't looking forward to it, though hopefully their hunt would bring back something to help keep the pains of hunger at bay. The tom hummed softly to himself as he searched for Flintwish so they could get moving.

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[BRANCHPAW]

𓆱 Lilacfur calls for patrols to gather, and the lilac tabby reluctantly pulls himself from his nice, comfy, warm nest. The sooner he gets his patrols for the day over with, the sooner he can go back to the combination of soft moss and his own body heat. He lets out a yawn as Flintwish's name is called, shaking off his tiredness to face his mentor. "Well? Lets go… better get to it, y'know," he chirps out at his mentor in a bold attempt to remain cheery. The cold that presses in around ShadowClan will make all their prey disappear gradually, so they'll need to catch as much as they can before it's all gone. He hasn't experienced a winter before, of course—but he's heard of it. In a month Shadowclan will be covered in snow and ice, cold all around, and they'll all be hungry. A chuckle bubbles in his throat at the idea of Gigglepaw, Morelpaw, or their mama being so hungry like that, but he presses it down with the same force he uses to shove down his worry. He can't focus on that right now. He needs to focus on his hunting, the part that's really important.

archers never make good kings 𖠰𖠰 fly headfirst into everything

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• BRANCHPAW ❯❯ he/him, apprentice of shadowclan
  𖠰 fluffy lilac tabby with white spotting and amber eyes. quiet but cheerful, a natural storyteller.
  𖠰 son of ferndance and needledrift ; brother to bonechill, bloodwing, shadewhisker, snowypaw, gigglepaw, morelpaw
  𖠰 mentored by flintwish
  𖠰 peaceful and healing powerplay permitted
  𖠰 penned by foxlore

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