camp FAITH, FALLEN ☁ guarding camp

[ThistleBack]

Windclan at the border. Blazestar and Dawnglare leave out with a patrol of warriors and an order for the remainder to stand guard. Thistleback stands where he had been sitting with Coyotepaw, hackles rising slowly. " stubborn little bastards these moor-hounds " Thistleback’s lips crinkle, " well- it’s not unexpected isn’t it. Come, son. " Thistleback whips his tail and presses it to the sandy tabby’s flank, urging him toward the center of the half-empty camp.

He shoots his adopted son a faraway glance, jaw flexing with his thoughts. " If this is an attack, you will defend Skyclan. Your home, your sisters, your mother " he angles his chin high and clears his throat hoarsely. @Coyotepaw

" alright, Skyclan. The chances of another camp raid, are as slim as they were the last damn time Windclan was on our borders. Yes? " he bellows from the camp center, a sarcastic edge to the order off his tongue.

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OOC INFO REF

• — This thread is running parallel to This Thread! This is for those who will guard camp as Blazestar and Dawnglare are summoned to the scene.
  
  
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  — mentoring quillpaw & snowpaw
  — very muscular piebald black and white tom with spiky fur and cold silver-grey eyes.
  — voice & accent
  — biography･ﾟ✧​
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[Earthsoul]

Earthsoul had been preparing to leave for the twolegplace when the chaos started. The elder had been padding the perimeter, making small-talk and saying goodbyes until the next time he could slip away and see those who had taken him in. He was practically out of camp when word of windclan made its way to everyone.

The old man wasted no time in wheeling around and planting himself firmly near the entrance, claws unsheathed and digging into the dirt. Some cats might have concerns with Earthsoul’s efforts, given his advanced age, but if those were to be voiced the moggy would pay them no mind. After all, the countless moons he’d lived hadn’t been bereft of combat.

“Language” Earthsoul chided almost reflexively at Thistleback. The foul-mouthed nature of his friend never bothered the old man personally, but he was concerned for the effect it could have on the younger cats in their care. A small huff of laughter left the former loner; he really was getting old.

Wanting to move on from his remark, and hearing Thistleback’s words, Earthsoul spoke. “Y’know” he started, eyes never leaving the camp’s opening, “I’m hopin’ there’s not gonna be a fight. We all are. But if that’s how it’s gonna turn out, then I’m swearin’ to get at least a few licks in. After the last battle, I felt bad waltzin’ around camp without a scratch on me when y’all were hurt, y’hear? Not gonna happen this time.” ​

 

[FIGFEATHER]

Word of WindClan being at their borders once more spread like wildfire. Figpaw was anticipating some sort of fight, there always was one when the moor clan showed up. The first time they were at their borders they had demanded Leopardcloud’s kits, second time they had raided their camp and stolen their herbs, and now? Who knows, but wherever they stepped blood shortly followed.

Figpaw cannot help but glare at Coyotepaw, why were they not questioning him? Did he know anything about this? She tears her eyes away from him, finding herself moving to a defensive position nearby the nursery. They wouldn’t harm kits, right? But maybe they’d steal kittens… after all, if Coyotepaw truly had snuck out of WindClan and came here willingly, they’d be angrier than a fox in a fit.

We should just give them Coyotepaw back so they can leave us alone! She thinks bitterly, but keeps this thought to herself. ​

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Spoiler: TAGS ★ 01/05

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

╰ ★ ჻ 001 GENERAL INFORMATION ,
· FIGPAW, AMAB — she / her
╰ ‣ 9 moons .
╰ ‣ skyclan apprentice . believes in starclan, doesn't fully understand

╰ ★ ჻ 002 VISUALS & AESTHETICS ,
· DOMESTIC FELINE, smells like pine nettles & sap, status — 100%
╰ ‣ A red tabby she-cat with orange eyes. Mangled right hind leg.

╰ ★ ჻ 003 MENTALITY & MANNERISMS ,
· ENFP-A ❝ CAMPAIGNER❞ , Gryfindor, Lawful Good
╰ ‣ Excitable, generous, caring, quick-to-act, daft, naive
╰ ‣ finds relative ease relating to others . kind-hearted, will show mercy

╰ ★ ჻ 004 INTERACTIONS & RELATIONSHIPS ,
· NPC X DAISYFLIGHT, sister to Greenpaw, Violetpaw, Snowpaw & Butterflypaw
╰ ‣ Pansexual . mistakes admiration for romantic feelings
╰ ‣ Apprentice to Tallulahwing
╰ ‣ poor fighter . okay hunter .
╰ ‣ unlikely to start fights . will flee .
╰ ‣ attack in underline . penned by user @ava.

 

[Coyotecrest]

Angry at all the things I can't change

There are a multitude of thoughts and possibilities plaguing the boy's mind once Blazestar was summoned due to windclan approaching the border. Was it another patrol? Would they attack? Surely Sootstar would not attempt to drag him back to the moors. Irritation bubbles beneath the surface, anger kindling, eyes smoldering as he paces restlessly back and forth. He was forbidden to draw near the borders themselves but every fiber of his being longed to help in some way. It was not until he felt the steady press of Thistleback's tail did the pressure pull him from his prowling, bringing him back to reality. Green eyes lock upon silver, all of the former words spoken having fallen upon deaf ears. He had not a clue what the bristle back tom said prior but he did hear the command to protect.

"With my life." Coyote mumbles lowly, trailing in behind both guardian and guard. If war came he would be ready. Claws flex nervously as he settles into a seated position, eyes trained upon his paws. The uncomfortable burn of his clanmates eyes boring a hole into his pelt caused him to set his set with narrowed eyes. They were skeptical, of course they would be. But he was just as oblivious to windclan's shenanigans as they were. As much as he longed to slink out of way of their unforgiving glare he shouldered it. For what better way to further prove his loyalty than by standing on the frontline? ​

when you're lost in the universe don't lose faith​

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