FASTER THAN I THOUGHT [✦] hunting patrol

[BURNSTORM]

Not even a warrior for a full moon and already he was being trusted to lead a patrol. His pelt feels hot in a way that has nothing to do with the weather and he tries his best not to think about what his patrol-mates, both warriors more seasoned than he was, were thinking about him. Never before had he cared in such a way about others opinions, but he was desperate to prove to Flycatcher, his former mentor, that trusting him with this responsibility was not a mistake. "What do we think? The Great Sycamore or Sunningrocks?" he asks the two cats that accompany him, chosen because they had not been assigned to another task. Personally, he favors the Great Sycamore, but only because of the shade that the trees would provide. At Sunningrocks there would be little cover from the oppressive sun and he would tire faster. But at least the river would be nearby and they could drink from it. Regardless, he waits for the answer to come from Stormywing or Quailsong while his fluffy black tail waves slowly back and forth behind him, his nerves evident in the way he cant sit still for too long though his face remains impassive. Carefully drawn into a neutral expression.

// @STORMYWING @QUAILSONG lmk if you guys want to roll to see what each member catches!
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[QUAILSONG]

Quailsong has no problem being asked to come along on Burnstorm's first patrol - in fact, she's quite pleased to be here, bouncing along on light paws, tail raised in a friendly manner and ears twitching back and forth with interest at various noises. The forest is alive around her despite the heat of the early day, promising a scorcher that they'll want to hide in the shade from, but for now it's at least tolerable.

"'S too hot for Sunningrocks, I think." She hums, unknowingly echoing the dark-furred tomcat's thoughts. Her nose wrinkles, exaggerated. "I'd prefer to deal with the Sycamore than have to go near the river - and besides, it's all muddy and gross now anyway. What d'you think, Stormywing?"

— info

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  quailsong, tags.
  — she/her.
  — thunderclan warrior ; no apprentice.
  — attack in #C4B25E. low strength, high dexterity fighter.
  — penned by mercibun.

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[STORMYWING]

Stormywing tries to bite down the envy she feels that her uncle had given Burnstorm, not even a moon into warriorhood, a hunting patrol to lead before her! Sure, he was Flycatcher’s former apprentice, but where was her favoritism, huh? But it’s not the ebony tom’s fault. He looks nervous enough as it is, and she can play nice. So she pulls an easy grin onto her face and strides along beside Quailsong, a shrug to her shoulders. “You know me - I’ll always prefer the Great Sycamore!” It’s no secret to anyone the young warrior has an uncanny skill in tree-climbing. Anywhere she can hunt in the branches will be her pick. “Race you guys there?” She then challenges, casting a mischievous look to the others. Probably not the most intelligent idea. It has the risk of spooking prey, but she’s never been known for her wit.​