just around the riverbend | riverclan patrol


Dark paws lead her patrol towards the edge of riverclan's border with sunning rocks in sight. For a moment she pauses wondering when the time would come for them to acquire the valuable slab of land again. Either way it is not theirs to control and so she glanced over her shoulder to nod at the group. If anyone's conduct worried her it was Otterbite's. The burly tom was known for his quick and challenging temper and the last thing she wanted was for a fight to break out during a simple patrol. "We're here. Let's wrap this up quickly so we can get back." The domino femme voiced softly. The faster they finished the quicker she could get back to Ferngill. There were a couple of ideas swimming throughout her mind as to how they could spend the rest of their afternoon together.

Stepping forward Sablemist brushed her chin against a dense cluster of reeds growing alongside the pebbled shoreline. Her smooth gait gives pause upon overhearing rustling coming from the thunderclan side. "Morning, thunderclan." The dual toned warrior voiced with an amicable level of friendliness before returning to her work. (@Silverbreath, @otterbite, @Feathergaze)

≖≖ riverclan warrior / eighteen moons old / she/her ≖≖
 

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- An agitated flick of his tail lashed back and forth over the reeds as he stalked behind Sablemist. The scent of ThunderClan was thankfully not so strong, the wind carrying only the refreshing mist of the river. His white-streaked patrol lead mentioned something of picking up the pace but Otterbite found himself far more tempted to linger.

"What, we can't go for a quick swim?" The young warrior had a bit of his usual mischief keen in his gaze but perhaps for a rare moment it more innocent than not. Otterbite began to to charge for the shore and leapt straight in, careless if he managed to splash any of the ThunderClanners on the other side.



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  • OTTERBITE he/him, warrior of riverclan, thirteen moons.
    scruffy blue/black chimera with a white tail-tip and green eyes. noticeable kinked whiskers
    adopted son to pikesplash // former apprentice to coyotecreek
    peaceful and healing powerplay requires permission / / underline and tag when attacking or making an action toward
    see battle info here
    penned by beataegonkpilled on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

 
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ a trip to sunningrocks was rarely without excitement, the slimiest of fish-eaters never failed to be assigned to thunderclan's border. it was beginning without much fuss, the leader of the patrol greeting them rather amicably. "morning," nightbird echoes curtly, front paws brushing close to the bank as her pelt ran across some growth.

not much more mind was paid to them, even when a dark streak of fur made a break for the water. it's not until a cool spray of water flew at her, wetting her paws with small droplets, that her gaze returns to the patrol. annoyed, nightbird glances to the young warrior in the water.

"aren't you adorable." she mutters sarcastically, shaking each paw dry before placing them back on the ground. another day she may have made a bigger deal of the childish display, but thunderclan had too much to deal with already. there was unfortunately not enough time in the day to teach discipline to every riverclanner they came across.
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  • NIGHTBIRD she/her, lead warrior of thunderclan, 32 ☾'s
    a small black smoke molly with a white paw and pale silver eyes.
    mate to raccoonstripe / / mentor to none
    peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ see battle info here
    penned by vayle@vayl3 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
 
Mousenose trails behind Nightbird, a despondent look etched into her features. It’s just another day in a world without Sunfreckle—the sun is brilliant, warm, careless. The scent of RiverClan assaults her nostrils, and the leader of the other Clan’s patrol—a skunk-pelted she-cat with blinding blue eyes—greets Nightbird cordially enough. Mousenose rubs her cheek against the corner of one of the sunning stones, her eyes half-lidded and dull—that is, until water splashes their direction, dampening the fur on her face.

Nightbird’s mutter is barely audible. Mousenose is surprised it’s as tame as it is. The messy-furred tortoiseshell gives the wading warrior a bold look and meows, “He did that on purpose.” She’d like to give him a piece of her mind, truthfully, but… there’s no way she’s going into the water.


  • ooc: @sunshinepaw
  • Mousekit . Mousepaw . Mousenose, she/they w/ feminine and non-gendered terms.
    — “speech”, thoughts, attack
    — 18 moons old, ages realistically on the 25th.
    — mentored by Silverlightning ; mentoring Sunshinepaw ; previously mentored n/a
    — thunderclan warrior. sunfreckle x rabbitnose, gen 2.
    — currently mated to n/a.
    — penned by Marquette.

    lh messy-furred tortoiseshell with high white and bright green eyes. demanding, exuberant, selfish, sensitive, oblivious, obnoxious.


 

Burnstorm has never been a fan of RiverClan. He remembers the battle fought over Sunningrocks, the one his grandmother had given a life for, the one where he had fought that calico she-cat. Iciclefang, he remembers. He's certain if RiverClan could, they or WindClan would be the firsts to try to lay claim to the entire forests and they would think they deserved it, too.

He follows alongside Nightbird on the patrol, glad that Mousenose is here but despairing at the despondant look in her once bright green eyes. There were no words he could say that would take the grief away so instead he elects to not say anything at all. When they reach the border he lets out a huff of annoyance. RiverClanners. Of course they would be unfortunate enough to run into a patrol and of course said patrol would include one of their most annoying cats. He watches unamused as the tom dives into the river, effectively splashing the patrol. "Someone should teach him some manners" he growls in agreement to Mousenose as he shakes droplettes off his own pelt.
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    BURNSTORM THUNDERCLAN LEAD WARRIOR ; HE / HIM ; BROTHER TO MORNINGPAW, MOONWHISPER, HOWLFIRE, FIREFLYPAW, SKYCLAW & DUSKBIRD ; MATE TO ROEFLAME
    A large, sharp tongued, tom with long black fur and golden, oval shaped, eyes.
    Difficult in battle. A skilled fighter + fights honorably