EMPTY ADVENT CALENDAR // rogue on the border

[Talonflame]

( PRETEND THAT YOU NEVER WENT TO SCHOOL )

Leafbare was upon them and for all little rogues it brought with it the impending sense of doom. Unlike the clans there was no back up to be had, no permanent home in which to shelter within, and there was a constant and desperate struggle for food. Starvation nipped at Talon's heels and drove him to wander further and further from the haunts out in loner territories. After his run in with ThunderClan many moons ago he had made an effort to avoid straying too close to any more territories, but he felt as though he was running out of options.

The tom had come across the scent trail of a mouse, strong and fresh, too good to ignore. When he tracked it down it had of course strayed just beyond some scent markers, but hunger drove him on. When he made his kill he reminded himself to hurry back the way he had come, and once he was back on the brim he settled down to eat. Sense would have urged him far from there but hunger presided over any reasoning he might have once held. Talon needed to eat, nothing else mattered to him.
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( BUT STILL, YOU'LL NEVER GET IT RIGHT )

 

[LYNXTOOTH.]

amber eyes zero in on the trespasser. the thief. oh, what a lucky man lynxtooth is, to be the first on scene.

"leave the mouse."

he sees no need for fanfare. his tone is telling enough. sharp enough. the threat is unspoken but it is clear.

"turn around and run."

lynxtooth's lips have curled into a snarl, showing teeth that know just how to bite the jugular. he does not lust for violence, not exactly, but today has been frustrating and he'd certainly jump at the chance to relieve it.

and perhaps he shouldn't be so generous as to grant the warning, but he must admit he takes delectable satisfaction in it. he wants to see fear. he wants to hold the life in his hands before he takes it...

speaking of said life. is this man an idiot? does he not catch their scent like literally every other cat does? or has windclan perhaps not made blatant enough their policies? oh, lynx can help with that. so can this thief, though he might not enjoy the process.

claws already unsheathed, lynxtooth flexes them, kneads the dirt. he will use them in the next five seconds unless given very, very good reason not to —

and unless the rogue does indeed leave the mouse and turn tail, lynxtooth will lunge, claws extended, aiming to kill.

. tags.​

 

[SOOTSTAR]

Most leaders might warn against instant violence, but Sootstar did not. In this instance she believed it was done rightfully... Perhaps killing was over the top, but who cared if there was one less rogue in the world? This one had proven to be lawless, the winds had brought his scent to the blue feline and it's how she wound up at the outskirts of the territory.

Lynxtooth was already handling the situation finely, he demands WindClan's prey back and tells the rogue to scram. She notes the slight glisten of unsheathed claws and predict the tom would attack if the rogue did not do as informed. Sootstar's muscles tense in preperation to join the fray if needed.​

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Spoiler: TAGS ★ 12/18

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

╰ ★ ჻ 001 GENERAL INFORMATION ,
· SOOTSTAR, female — she / her
╰ ‣ 34 moons . pisces. ages on the first
╰ ‣ windclan leader . marsh-born . believes in starclan
╰ ‣ former soldier of the marsh group

╰ ★ ჻ 002 VISUALS & AESTHETICS ,
· DOMESTIC FELINE, smells like heather and wet dirt , status — 100%
╰ ‣ blue smoke . scarred chest, difficult to see through fur . green eyes

╰ ★ ჻ 003 MENTALITY & MANNERISMS ,
· ESTJ-A ❝ EXECTUTIVE ❞ , Slytherin, Lawful Evil
╰ ‣ Cunning, brash, fierce, confident, self-reliant, envious & selfish
╰ ‣ finds great difficulty in relating to others . can be cruel, usually shows mercy to those she can find sympathy with
╰ ‣ sole key to her heart is loyalty, if you have her trust, she often shows a completely different side of herself. Aggression tends to manifest from her extreme paranoia
╰ ‣ Appreciates titles such as "miss, m'am" etc

╰ ★ ჻ 004 INTERACTIONS & RELATIONSHIPS ,
· SOOT CLAW x PEBBLE BREEZE, sister to Pebblenose
╰ ‣ heterosexual. mate to Weaselclaw
╰ ‣ mother to Windpaw & Sootpaw
╰ ‣ mentor to Sootpaw & Coyotepaw
╰ ‣ average fighter . skilled hunter .
╰ ‣ will start fights . unlikely to flee .
╰ ‣ attack in underline . penned by user @ava.​

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[Moonshadow]

( ♬ ) She appears to materialize, the black smoke molly stepping forward from the shadows of the tall grasses to stand on Lynxtooths' otherside. Moonshadow holds no readable expression on her face, and much unlike her clanmate and leader, she holds an air of calm and quiet about her.

Should the others spring into action, Moonshadow of course would not be far behind, but only then would she strike. Her dark sapphires drift down towards the half-eaten mouse and the molly narrows her eyes slightly at the defiance and desperation the cold brings out in other creatures. Difficult times indeed were upon them. ​

( TELL ME THE REASONS; FOR ME TO TRUST YOU )

 

[Talonflame]

( PRETEND THAT YOU NEVER WENT TO SCHOOL )

"Greaaaaat, more greedy clanners thinking they own everything." Talon's words were laced with venom as he glowered at the one who addressed him. He could sense that these particular individuals were not as aloof as that of the ThunderClan lot, violence had an aura and it was hanging heavy over the WindClanners. He tensed himself up, coiling like a spring as he readied himself to react at a moment's notice.

However, he wasn't keen on ditching his hard earned kill. "Choke on your tail, hot stuff!" He spat as he sprang sideways with the mouse held tightly in his jaws, evading his attacker by a narrow margin. Running was his only option, a fight would only see him get killed or hurt, and he wasn't sure Silver would be around to patch his sorry ass up again like last time. All he could do was hope that the clanners wouldn't follow him out into no-clan land. He was speedy but even he had a limit when it came to stamina.
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( BUT STILL, YOU'LL NEVER GET IT RIGHT )

 

[SOOTSTAR]

"Fuck!" A vile hiss seethes from the throat of the tiny she-cat. Why hadn't she predicted this cat would run? Why had she been convinced he'd drop the mouse and scram? She shouldn't have given the prey thief an oppertunity to pull something, she should've lunged right with Lynxtooth!

It's outside of her kingdom of hills, but Sootstar does not care. Her clan needs all the prey they could get their paws on, if she had to chase down and kill a rogue to feed them for a damn mouse, so be it! Her paws begin to fly over the border, "After him!" She shrieks to Moonshadow and Lynxtooth. She prays to the stars these two were fast, they damn better be if they could truly call themselves WindClan.

Paws thud against the earth and Sootstar finds herself on the rogues tail soon enough, though she doesn't have a plan. She's debating attempting a tackle or maybe the fear of having three clan cats chase after you for a mouse will be enough for him to drop it... Regardless one way or another if she could help it her clan would be eating that rodent tonight!​

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Spoiler: TAGS ★ 12/18

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

╰ ★ ჻ 001 GENERAL INFORMATION ,
· SOOTSTAR, female — she / her
╰ ‣ 34 moons . pisces. ages on the first
╰ ‣ windclan leader . marsh-born . believes in starclan
╰ ‣ former soldier of the marsh group

╰ ★ ჻ 002 VISUALS & AESTHETICS ,
· DOMESTIC FELINE, smells like heather and wet dirt , status — 100%
╰ ‣ blue smoke . scarred chest, difficult to see through fur . green eyes

╰ ★ ჻ 003 MENTALITY & MANNERISMS ,
· ESTJ-A ❝ EXECTUTIVE ❞ , Slytherin, Lawful Evil
╰ ‣ Cunning, brash, fierce, confident, self-reliant, envious & selfish
╰ ‣ finds great difficulty in relating to others . can be cruel, usually shows mercy to those she can find sympathy with
╰ ‣ sole key to her heart is loyalty, if you have her trust, she often shows a completely different side of herself. Aggression tends to manifest from her extreme paranoia
╰ ‣ Appreciates titles such as "miss, m'am" etc

╰ ★ ჻ 004 INTERACTIONS & RELATIONSHIPS ,
· SOOT CLAW x PEBBLE BREEZE, sister to Pebblenose
╰ ‣ heterosexual. mate to Weaselclaw
╰ ‣ mother to Windpaw & Sootpaw
╰ ‣ mentor to Sootpaw & Coyotepaw
╰ ‣ average fighter . skilled hunter .
╰ ‣ will start fights . unlikely to flee .
╰ ‣ attack in underline . penned by user @ava.​

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[LYNXTOOTH.]

when his claws swipe at air and then collide with the ground, the criminal having successfully dodged, lynxtooth does not hesitate. the moment his paws meet earth he starts running.

how far is he willing to chase for this meager catch? it could stave off a warrior's whitecough, could keep a kitten alive to apprenticeship. he'll chase talon as far as he fucking needs to, fueled by pride and by his clanmates' hunger — egged on by sootstar's presence, lips twisting up into a cruel smirk, windclan rules these moors. she is not merciful and neither will he be —

lynxtooth's attack was evaded by a hair. talon has no generous head start; no, the warrior is just behind, snarling and spitting.

"you won't get away that easily," he roars, "drop the mouse, scum!—"

he'll lunge once more, a flying leap that could put him close enough to sink his claws in and tackle talon to the ground. should this attack succeed, he'll aim to pin talon beneath his hulking weight, the better to steal back the criminal's catch.

. tags.​

 

[SOOTCHASER]

when the patrol crosses paths with a thieving rogue, sootpaw hopes that the bastard would run; not because the prince doesn't want a skirmish to break out, but because he could use a good stretch of his legs. claws shred blades of dying grass, narrowed eyes watching the rogue. he notices the tensing of muscles a heartbeat before the criminal makes a move, snatching the mouse (windclan's mouse) and bolting.

what a fool, thinking he could outrun windclan. lynxtooth is already hot on the rogue's heels, sootstar not far behind with the command for her patrol follow. sootpaw doesn't need to be told twice; the wind stings his face and whips his fur, as the young tom tears after the dumbass who'd dared to steal prey from windclan. should've picked skyclan to steal from, asshole! adrenaline pounds behind his eyes, urging sootpaw to go faster, unsheathed claws kicking up dirt as he pushes himself onward. lynxtooth lunges towards the rogue, and if the warrior is successful in pinning talon down, sootpaw would try to snatch the mouse that rightfully belongs to them while talon's distracted. if he manages to reclaim their prey, sootpaw would then zip away, out of reach. "thanks for doing all of the hard work for us!" sootpaw snickers a taunt, a smirk dancing on his maw.​

 

[Moonshadow]

( ♬ ) Only a small exhale would leave Moonshadow before she bolts off after her clanmates and the rogue, her expression remains the same, emotionless and stoic as her paws pound against the ground beneath her and the molly is proven to be faster then she first appears.
She runs until she is almost beside the rogue, turning her head to nip at his legs as a herding dog would to his cattle, and she aims for it to be more of a distraction as Lynxtooth and Sootstar lunge for him.

She spots Sootpaw attempting to grab the mouse and the warrior would move to shield the youth in the event that the rogue tried to retaliate. She would not allow another young cat to be hurt, never again. ​

( TELL ME THE REASONS; FOR ME TO TRUST YOU )

 

[Talonflame]

( PRETEND THAT YOU NEVER WENT TO SCHOOL )

Any hope of finding refuge out in other lands shrivelled away as he heard the thunder of paws just behind him. "They're going outside their lands?! This doesn't make any sense, have the daft fuckers lost their minds?!" In all honesty it was probably smart on their behalf given that rogues didn't usually have back up or anything like that. Talon was a loner, there wasn't anyone out there who was going to run to his aid. He was very much on his own.

The sting of claws in his flank cause him to spring sideways, making the wound dealt worse but allowing him to worm out of being squashed beneath the larger tom. No, it was becoming too dangerous, he'd rather live to hunt another day than die over a scrawny fucking mouse. "Fetch!" He threw the mouse to the side in the hopes that the clanners would go for it like slobbering twolegplace dogs. It already seemed as though the youngest cat was eager to have the thing. So be it.

Talon decided to keep running whilst his legs still allowed him, but the fresh wounds seeped and glistened against his dark pelt. "Tch! Where's Silver when ya need him?"
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( BUT STILL, YOU'LL NEVER GET IT RIGHT )

 

[SOOTCHASER]

lynxtooth's claws find purchase in the rogue's flank, but the slippery bastard slithers away before he could be pinned like the fucking snake he is. sootpaw hisses in frustration, abandoning his original plan and instead trying to overtake the rogue and intercept his only escape route with three other furious windclanners on his tail; forwards. in the corner of his eye, he notices moonshadow abandoning her spot to come to his protection, as if he's a kit freshly weaned from the milk of his mother. "i'll be fine! just focus on the asshole trying to escape with our prey!" sootpaw yowls over the wind whipping in his ears, unaware that he'd let a cuss slip out in front of his mother in the midst of the chase.

suddenly, the rogue decides to exercise his underdeveloped critical thinking skills. the scrawny black tom gives up the mouse, sending it flying through the air where it lands a few fox-lengths away. "finally come to your senses, huh? good for you!" sootpaw wishes he could sink his own claws into the rogue's ugly face for even daring to try and escape with his stolen quarry, but he knows that isn't what's important right now. his clan has to eat, first and foremost.

sootpaw veers away from the chase, towards the mouse the rogue had tossed. "i've got it!" the apprentice calls to his clanmates once it's secured beneath his claws, narrowed eyes watching the rest of the patrol for their next move. whether they decided to try and slit the guy's throat for his attempted theft, or call off the chase, sootpaw would force himself to stay put where the mouse wasn't at risk of being taken again.​