house of gucci — riverclan patrol

[CICADASTAR]

@leechpaw. @Silverstripe

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GUTTA CAVAT LAPIDEM : leafbare was nearing. the weather crisps further into an icy haze, frosting the greenery just past the pebble - laden shores of sunningrocks. it looks almost inviting, layered with thickets of fading shrubbery to protect against the biting winds. bicolored curls stick like the leaves of sparse fern that droop, sludge - like against dew - damp oak bark, but only he feels the way it weaves through his coat, reaching his skin and chilling him to the marrow — the riverlands provided far fewer buffers against the rioting heavens and it shows in the way he shakes himself, ruffling his pelt and sending stray droplets of water flying aside him. his coat puffs, if just a little. good enough, “ remember, thunderclan is our friend. be nothing but courteous and kind should we see them. “ the or so help me starclan, goes unsaid, but the pointed look and quirk of a brow in his little patrols direction says enough.

icy luminaries find his newest charge, then — the shadow of a tom, splashed in white and curls and unbeknownst to himself, a striking image of the dappled leader, “ leechpaw, what can you smell? can you tell me the last time a thunderclan patrol has been through here? ” he was still trying to gauge where his former mentor left off, after all. the man parts his maw in wait, tasting the air around him, icy luminaries searching for a spot to mark the fading borders.

− ♱ information visual reference out of character translations ♱ −

• − CICADASTAR ; he / him. roughly thirty nine months old, riverclan leader
  − handsome, lanky black smoke tortie chimera with curly fur and ice blue eyes
  − gay. speaks with a german accent, ages on the seventh, penned by antlers
  
  
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• none.

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[LITTLE WOLF]

The best thing about her kits being apprentices now? She could leave the camp! Even better was the fact that she could leave the camp with her children, she could show them the world, the forest she loves so much that now she could share with them. Her own daughter was her apprentice, she was able to look after her and guide her paws to be the best warrior she could be. When she was in Thunder Clan, of course.

Little Wolf remembers Cicadastar, they had once been in the same colony together, back when it had been led by Briar and resided in the marshes. Now, however, they lived in separate territories, separate lives. Still, when she catches him with his own patrol across the border Thunder Clan shares with River Clan she sends a friendly nod in his direction. "We’re actually just now passing through!" she chides jokingly. If the smell was fresh it was because they were there now! "Hows the uh how’s the fish swimming over there?" she very well couldn’t ask how the prey was running considering their diet. She then turns to her apprentice, her daughter. "This is River Clan, do you remember their scent from the other day?" she asks gently.
@Howlpaw
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[Flamestar]

Flamewhisker — I'll sleep when I'm dead

It wasn't every day that on a simple hunting trip, a leader of another clan was on the border. Her eyes widened slightly, fearing for a repeat of the incident with Shadowclan. The lead warrior flicked her tail for Jaypaw to follow her, before emerging from the undergrowth. The bird that she had been stalking flew away, and she silently regretted giving up the hunt. She would offer Little Wolf and Howlpaw a smile, before turning her attention to the Riverclan tom. His overall stature seemed someone friendly, and he spoke to what seemed like an apprentice. The same usual stuff that her clan did along border patrols.

The flame hued tabby dipped her head respectfully to the tom, before uneasily attempting to meet his gaze. She knew Emberstar was very friendly, but she had only seen the Riverclan leader when his clan came to save them from the fire, and at gatherings. "Good afternoon." she would greet, quickly glancing over her shoulder to ensure her own apprentice hadn't wondered off. "Would you like me to go fetch Emberstar?" She was fairly certain the other clan was simply on a border patrol, but she just wanted to offer just in case.
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[Fireflyglow]

WE'VE BEEN DOIN' ALL THIS LATE NIGHT TALKIN' ✧​

"Woooah! RiverClan! Rowanbelly! Look!" Firefly shrieks out as he follows the patrol of ThunderClanners, never having met a fish-eater before. That was what they were called, right? His mom did speak of fish, after all. Fireflypaw ushers his mentor quickly, pushing at the toms heels impatiently. "Come ooon! I wanna talk to 'em! We can talk to 'em, right?"

@rowanbelly. ​

 

[Howlfire]

Close behind her mother follows Howlpaw, eyes wide with interest. Still new to apprenticeship her first few patrols have been pretty quiet, more learning the way of the land and the clans surrounding them. When they hear chattering up ahead, Howlpaw perks up. Suddenly what was set to be another repetitive patrol became interesting! Little Wolf asks if she remembers the RiverClan scent from the other day and Howlpaw nods. "Hello, RiverClan!" She chirps, turning her attention to the small RiverClan patrol. "Is the, uh, river running well? Did you swim here?"​