- Jul 8, 2022
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MY NAME IS BRUTUS AND MY NAME MEANS HEAVY ✧
she leads another patrol, desperate and hopeful in returning to their crudely made camp with something good. something edible, at the very least. cats were hungry, but she doesn't know of a clan that isn't plagued by the harshness of leafbare. all they can do is wait for the arrival of newleaf. then the times will be easier. it's a small patrol, with buck being beside @CLEARSIGHT and @Cindershade, cats who were fairly tolerable, at the least. along with them are some other warriors strewn about. ears pricked and eyes in a state of constant survey. all looking for prey that were too unlucky to get away from them.buck's eyes roam over the chilled waters, lapping at the edge of its confinement. the fish would be still, trying to conserve warmth and energy. they tend not to move much when the waters glaze over, and she can't quite blame them. the deputy also wished she could lay still, but life doesn't still for anyone. clearsight is beside her, talking about something. yet, a warrior moves too harshly next to the molly, causing her to stumble and desperately try to regain stable footing. in this attempt, her hind bumps harshly into clearsight, with little room to move to aside from the river itself. she doesn't entirely notice until a resounding splash is heard, and clearsight is no longer chatting idly at her side.
there is little thought aside for clay, and how worried he would be, and how cold clear must be. there's no hesitancy as buckgait dives in herself, trying to locate the tom, and biting at anything that could look like his scruff. "cinder! pull him up! please!" her voice is shaky, the chill already seeping in. if she can't get him up by herself, she'll need the other molly to make it easier.
// please wait for clearsight and cindershade to post !!! then feel free to panic