it might be the same act | thunderclan patrol

[FAWNCLOUD]

it's a blessing and a half to not have to trek through mountains of snow anymore since most of it is in the process of melting away but now everyone is left to hike through copious amounts of frigid mud that cling stubbornly to all limbs and low hanging fur. man, it's gonna be gnarly task trying to groom it all out especially since no one enjoys the taste of wet dirt on the tongue.

"alright fellas, we've arrived. 'member to keep those peepers open for you know who!" fawncloud very briefly looks over his shoulder at his trusty patrol members before going on to brush his scent along the bark of one of the few trees nearby. hopefully their rabbit-loving neighbors won't be any issue for them today, they've been a burr in skyclan and riverclan's sides for quite a while now and he hopes thunderclan remains left out of that whole mess.

;; dawn patrol tag ! @covecatcher @Stormchaser
;; feel free to tag your apprentices if they are mentoring one :> ​

[ LIFE HAPPENS WHEREVER YOU ARE. ]​

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[TIGERFROST]

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Down the slope and toward the border, Tigerfrost can smell the freshness of ThunderClan scent. There was a patrol down there, undoubtedly, and at the crack of dawn's light, Tigerfrost is feeling as grumpy as ever. They'd better not start anything, he thinks bitterly to himself with a back and forth flick of his tail tip. At the very least, it wasn't RiverClan, so perhaps everyone could just keep their mouths shut and get their jobs done without any problems.

Tigerfrost heads down the slope, trotting across the cold, dead grass underfoot. He says nothing to the nearby ThunderClan patrol, simply begins to re-mark WindClan's side of the border.​

 

[ELKSKULL]

The pale warrior slips along the hill, eyes of ice looking forth as the sun greets the sky. His gaze is primarily on the sky, hunting far from his mind. That is until he smells Thunderclan. With a hum in his throat he slips his way toward them. Easily shifting along the deadened grass and muddy patches. Witj a light shift he finds his chilling gaze upon the Thunderclanners, that same smile that is always prevalent upon his muzzle. He tilts his head and he wonders at how Thunderclan is doing. He has no personal quarrel with any of the clans. Not even Skyclan. But what happened happened regardless of if he had been part of it or not. But the ivory warrior finds himself making his way forth to speak with them. Only pausing once to mark the border before waving his thick tail in greeting. "Good morning Thunderclan, all is well I hope?"

His smile is quite odd but he means no harm in his asking, simply sitting down and wondering. After all they won't tell him the truth. He doubts that very much. But he is curious all the same of what their answer will be.​

 

[SOOTSTAR]

Small limbs carry her through the dark, drafts of wind play with her fur to tell her which way was which. Smokepaw, her apprentice, is behind her, their lesson abruptly ending due to the faintest sound of voices from above ground. Sootstar knows where she is in the cobweb of tunnels, she knows that above her (Roughly) is the ThunderClan border.

Finding a nearby exit she exits the tunnels, the sunlight blinding dilated eyes adjusted for roaming underground. The blinding a tunnelers received when reemerging above ground was even worse with the snow, the sunlight reflecting off it’s already bright white surface was no help. Squinting her gaze turns to the border where she finds two of her warriors marking the border, a ThunderClan patrol present as well. Flicking her tail as a beckon for Smokepaw to follow, Sootstar makes her way over, clumps of dirt fall from her pelt.

”Greetings.” She mrrows simply as she brushes up against a tree on their side of the border. ​

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Spoiler: TAGS ★ 01/07

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

╰ ★ ჻ 001 GENERAL INFORMATION ,
· SOOTSTAR, female — she / her
╰ ‣ 34 moons . pisces. ages on the first
╰ ‣ windclan leader . marsh-born . believes in starclan
╰ ‣ former soldier of the marsh group

╰ ★ ჻ 002 VISUALS & AESTHETICS ,
· DOMESTIC FELINE, smells like heather and wet dirt , status — 100%
╰ ‣ blue smoke . scarred chest, difficult to see through fur . green eyes

╰ ★ ჻ 003 MENTALITY & MANNERISMS ,
· ESTJ-A ❝ EXECTUTIVE ❞ , Slytherin, Lawful Evil
╰ ‣ Cunning, brash, fierce, confident, self-reliant, envious & selfish
╰ ‣ finds great difficulty in relating to others . can be cruel, usually shows mercy to those she can find sympathy with
╰ ‣ sole key to her heart is loyalty, if you have her trust, she often shows a completely different side of herself. Aggression tends to manifest from her extreme paranoia
╰ ‣ Appreciates titles such as "miss, m'am" etc

╰ ★ ჻ 004 INTERACTIONS & RELATIONSHIPS ,
· SOOT CLAW x PEBBLE BREEZE, sister to Pebblenose
╰ ‣ heterosexual. mate to Weaselclaw
╰ ‣ mother to Windpaw & Sootpaw
╰ ‣ mentor to Smokepaw & Coyotepaw
╰ ‣ average fighter . skilled hunter .
╰ ‣ will start fights . unlikely to flee .
╰ ‣ attack in underline . penned by user @ava.​

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[GRAVELSNAP]

Gravelpaw isn’t a fan of the other clans in the area. They weren’t born of a clan, only gaining entry into WindClan by way of their father. And the other clans do not like WindClan—in fact, they’re all antagonistic and Gravelpaw doesn’t know why. SkyClan even refused to help them with the sickness tearing through their ranks, leading to a battle from which they returned with little to show. And for that, they’ve lost not only two capable warriors, but also a healer.

ThunderClan, they know, doesn’t like WindClan or Sootstar. And upon spotting the leader at the border as well, Gravelpaw is immediately on edge. Their chest tightens, breaths coming a bit sharper, and they reluctantly shuffle closer to the border. "ThunderClan," they mutter to themself, casting their gaze down the line of strange-faced warriors. Their shoulders are tense, awaiting an attack or a threat or aggression of any kind.
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[ DEATH OF A DREAM ]​

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[HOUNDTHISTLE]

"YOU'RE NOT A PART TIME GOD"​

The large shape of Houndthistle steps through the foliage, smelling of vole as he shakes snow and dirt from his paws, orange eyes gazing uncaringly at the Thunderclan cats that have found themselves upon their border. He looked at each one, blinking between each face before he grunted a simple greeting. "Mornin'" His large paws stepped to stand closer to Tigerfrost and Elkskull, watching a moment longer before he licked his lips and turned his head, sniffing for more prey upon the air. Any conversation had with him wouldn't be worth having, afterall Elkskull is probably the more interesting character who theyd enjoy conversation with. No, Houndthistle was interested in either a scuffle or hunting for more prey.
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✦ ★ ✦​

 

[Stormchaser]

"I'VE GOT THICK SKIN AND AN ELASTIC HEART"​

Paws thrummed through skeletal ferns, once white toes now plastered in sludge and mud as he silently follows Fawncloud to the edge of ThunderClan territory with Covecatcher in tow. He had been a little more quiet than usual this morning, for his slumber had been interrupted all throughout the night when a lolling warrior proceeded to kick him in the side all night. Stormchaser was ready to throw the other tom out of the Warrior's Den to roll about in the middle of camp for all to see the next morning. He sighs, his plumed tail lifting above his head to keep it from getting dragged through the thorn bushes. Fawncloud turns his head, his chirps pulling the two-toned warrior from a dissociative foggy state and nearly making him jump in surprise against the heavy silence.
"Peepers? Reaaalllyy, Fawncloud?" Stormchaser raises a brow at the earthy-toned tom, a quizzical expression meshing against his angular features. Why did they need to keep an eye out for WindClan? They were an the border, after all. Of course there was going to be life beyond the stretch of moorland. They were an accepted sight, but not much more to the large male. He begins to mark along the borders, weaving in and out of brambles and refreshing the scent. Naturally, the WindClan patrol met them at the border to replenish their own markers. It was all a literal pissing contest. A hollow laugh passes over his tongue and out from his frosty maw, clearly amusing himself. WindClan spares a short greeting to the trio, the leading patrol with Sootstar herself. "Mornin' mornin'!" A chirp of his own sounds out, followed by a widened grin to the group. "Any of you been racing the hares across the moors? Those damn things sure can move. I tried to catch one the other day and the little scrap scooted right underneath my paws."
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[Firefang]

If she has anything close to a positive opinion on any other clan other then her own she supposes it'd be Thunderclan if not Shadowclan, but regardless she wouldn't say she thinks too well of them they're still pathetic squirrel munchers and if they came to blows she knows Windclan would beat their butts all the way back to the depths of their tree infested territory where starclans light didn't shine. It was kind of nice she supposes that she got to learn a little bit about them however, she's almost disappointed she doesn't see that three legged warrior again. She pads close behind her own patrol keeping in stride with them, though she lingers as she spots sight of her brother and Sootstar padding over she bites back the swell of envy she feels at the sight of them. She'd continue on, ears pricked as eyes cast over to the small patrol of forest-cats. Didn't seem like anyone of real importance was within the patrol, nor were any of the cats she'd seen last time she crossed paths with them. Though her gaze lingers of the large gray unfamilar form of Stormchaser begins to speak, making small talk with them, amusement lights in her eyes however cruel intentioned it may be.

❝A Thunderclanner trying to chase a hare HA! that's something I'd like to see for myself, you big lugs stand no chance!❞ she chuckles omitting the fact that even she struggled to catch them ❝Didn't know they ventured into your territory❞ she adds in, there was the idea he could've trespassed but she's certain he can't be mousebrained enough to admit that, and they obviously would've been able to tell if there was thunderclan scent on their territory!​

( PLACE ME IN MY CASKET TONIGHT ; BECAUSE IM ALREADY DYING INSIDE )

 

[SOOTSTAR]

Even Sootstar, cannot help but let a sly smirk of amusement slip at Firepaw’s comment. She was with the apprentice on this one, watching a ThunderClan cat chase a rabbit around sure would be a sight! Sootstar feels immense pride that her clan could with ease take the trophy for being the swiftest hunters in the clans, if anyone could catch a rabbit it was them.

”They’re more clever than one might think. They try to trick tunnelers sometimes into enclosed dead ends underground when being hunted.” The word “try” was blatantly emphasized, she would not let ThunderClan know that sometimes the rabbits even fooled them.​

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Spoiler: TAGS ★ 01/07

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

╰ ★ ჻ 001 GENERAL INFORMATION ,
· SOOTSTAR, female — she / her
╰ ‣ 34 moons . pisces. ages on the first
╰ ‣ windclan leader . marsh-born . believes in starclan
╰ ‣ former soldier of the marsh group

╰ ★ ჻ 002 VISUALS & AESTHETICS ,
· DOMESTIC FELINE, smells like heather and wet dirt , status — 100%
╰ ‣ blue smoke . scarred chest, difficult to see through fur . green eyes

╰ ★ ჻ 003 MENTALITY & MANNERISMS ,
· ESTJ-A ❝ EXECTUTIVE ❞ , Slytherin, Lawful Evil
╰ ‣ Cunning, brash, fierce, confident, self-reliant, envious & selfish
╰ ‣ finds great difficulty in relating to others . can be cruel, usually shows mercy to those she can find sympathy with
╰ ‣ sole key to her heart is loyalty, if you have her trust, she often shows a completely different side of herself. Aggression tends to manifest from her extreme paranoia
╰ ‣ Appreciates titles such as "miss, m'am" etc

╰ ★ ჻ 004 INTERACTIONS & RELATIONSHIPS ,
· SOOT CLAW x PEBBLE BREEZE, sister to Pebblenose
╰ ‣ heterosexual. mate to Weaselclaw
╰ ‣ mother to Windpaw & Sootpaw
╰ ‣ mentor to Smokepaw & Coyotepaw
╰ ‣ average fighter . skilled hunter .
╰ ‣ will start fights . unlikely to flee .
╰ ‣ attack in underline . penned by user @ava.​

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