KILLSHOT ✩ thunderclan patrol


dawn patrols weren't particularly her favorite, but she couldn't deny that with the morning air growing crisper they were becoming rather enjoyable. as they approached the river border, a thin layer of fog was beginning to dissipate into the gray sky. perhaps it would rain today, surely the territories could use it after the heat from greenleaf.

"sorry cobwebtail, looks like lounging on those rocks is out of the question today," she remarks, head tossing over her shoulder to look at the pale tomcat wryly as she brushed against some growth along the water's edge. she could faintly see the outlines of riverclanners across, but didn't turn to address them just yet. the peace could be kept for a little longer.

  • @COBWEBTAIL @Badgerstrike @DUSKPAW


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  • NIGHTBIRD she/her, lead warrior of thunderclan, twenty-five moons
    nightbird is a small black smoke molly with pale silver eyes. a loner turned thunderclanner, her loyalty and drive to provide for her clan is unwavering. however, she is not known for harboring a bleeding heart, instead equipped with sarcastically fueled wit, brutal honesty, and a sharply edged tongue.
    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.

 
𖤓​ KISS IT ALL BETTER I'M NOT READY TO GO 𖤓​

sneezefur & 30 moons & demi-boy & he/they & riverclan warrior

Sneezefur can only frown when he spots the patrol, tail flicking irritably. Were his voice only reliable, maybe he'd say something more - they'd stolen sunningrocks after all, something that had gotten under his skin as much as the rest and that irritation, that annoyance - well, it'd yet to really leave. But it isn't, and so he only glances at them with impassive seafoam green eyes, ears twitching, and continues on. He's sure the rest of the patrol will have more than enough to say.

  • Actions && "Speech," && ' Thoughts/Quotes '

    ooc: —
    tw/cw: —
  • a stick figure feline, all sharp lines and awkward angles, sneezefur's body bears the story of a harsh life on the twolegplace streets. his mostly white pelt is littered in scars, leaving him looking rather unpleasant to most. the one exception is shockingly bright seafoam gaze, long-lashed and angular, shining like gemstones upon his face. he's never once said a word to his clanmates, his vocabulary seemingly limited to quiet hums and grunts, but some swear they've heard him talking when alone.

    physically medium && mentally medium
    non-violent powerplay allowed && healing powerplay allowed && minor injury powerplay allowed
    please attack using [b][color=#50c878]action here[/color][/b] and tag account