GOOD NEWS, THEY’RE COMING FOR YOU || frog patrol

[betonyfrost]

It had felt good, being called upon by Chilledstar. A lightness had followed Betonyfrost as she had called upon the patrol—it follows her now as she and the patrol stop at one of the many of ShadowClan’s pools, flush and teeming with gelatinous floating eggs. Frog eggs, innumerable frog eggs, each with a tiny black and wiggling center. Each that hatches will be a tadpole, and each of those that will survive will be a frog. Simple as.

“We’ll start here,” Authority sounds strange in Betonyfrost’s reedy voice—she forgets her age, sometimes. Of those on this patrol, she is the oldest by an in-negligible margin. “Crush or eat any eggs you find,” Her eyes flick to Ashenfall—is he anything like his father?—and then return to the eggs, “As long as they don’t hatch.” ​

@ASHENFALL / @ONYXPAW / @snowypaw
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[ASHENFALL]

˚₊‧ ⛧ Ashenfall was sure to arrive with an empty belly when he was assigned such a task as this, nearly salivating already at the treats that awaited him by the bog. Apparently, he — and Smogmaw — had a unique taste palette, as seen by the foul reaction some of his clanmates held at the prospect of indulging in what Ashenfall thought was something of a boggy delicacy. Whatever, he thought that prey-snobs simply had some maturing to do in their tastebuds.

Betonyfrost's voice was grating upon his ears, especially paired with the knowledge that she was in technical terms, the leader of this group project they were in. His ears flicked halfheartedly in a show of 'listening' and he settled upon the nearest smorgasbord his twitchy little nose led him to. He dug right in, already tucking away mouthfuls of frog eggs when he noticed Betonyfrost's judgmental eyes upon him. He tried not to roll them so obviously away from her, but as his gaze landed on the apprentices beside him, he said, "...Might as well try them while you're here, they're not bad if you're not a baby about it."

There was something so satisfying about the unique, spherical texture of them and the burst of umami flavor with each bite... it was decadent.

YOULL ASK WHAT CAN I DO? ⭒☽⛧☾⭒ AND THERE WILL BE NO ANSWER

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  — ashenkit . ashenpaw . ashenfall
  — ftm transmasc. he/him. 13mo warrior of shadowclan. formerly mentored by smogmaw
  — muted blue torbie w/ pale blue and amber eyes
  — smells of rainsoaked fern and swamp milkweed
  — all ic opinions!
  — "speech", thoughts, attack
  — pfp by meg, fullbody by antiigone, sticker by saturnid
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