private NO WIND RESISTANCE // hunting patrol

[STORMYWING]

// no encounter was rolled! Stormy rolled a 10, no prey @FALLOWBITE @WILDHEART @COLTPAW @mottledpaw

Stormywing pads through the frosty underbrush, her paws leaving shallow impressions in the hardened earth as she leads her patrol to Sunningrocks. The cold air is sharp and biting, causing her fur to bristle against its icy grasp. Eyes narrowing, she scans the landscape, her breath puffing out in thick clouds. Beside her, Fallowbite and Wildheart walk. Her apprentices trail behind, and the she-cat flicks an ear back to check on them, giving them a quick glance before returning her focus to the land ahead.

Sunningrocks isn't far now, She thinks, trying to ignore the gnawing discomfort in her chest that she always gets around the landmark. She shoves memories of tortoiseshell fur and three young faces away as she blinks down at the ground. But the frost...It cloaks the earth, making it nearly impossible to scent anything through the thick layer of ice that clings to the ground.

She stops abruptly, scanning the terrain as they reach the river by the boulders. There’s nothing - no fresh trail, no flicker of movement in the trees, no tracks. "Hopefully we see more action in the actual rocks," She mutters, feeling a pang of frustration as she looks over to Fallowbite. "The frost's masking everything. I can't pick up any scent. You having any luck?"

Her sharp gaze turns toward Coltpaw and Mottledpaw, giving them a brief but firm nod. "Keep your noses to the ground. We’ve gotta bring back something." With a twitch of her tail, she starts forward again, a little slower now, listening for any sound or hint of prey. Even though she couldn't find anything herself, she knows the patrol wouldn't be a loss if her clanmates could pick up the slack.
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[mottledpaw]

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It just had to be her luck then, that the one time she could properly sniff something out it had to be ripped from her clutches by a shrieking dog. Her ears swivel in a paranoid fit, listening out for the sound of crashing paws come lunging towards her again... every crunch of frost under-paw makes her skin crawl. The dappled she-cat doesn't bother trying to make any eye contact with Stormywing, quite certain she has already buried herself six feet deep in those sun-drop eyes.

Everything that Stormywing actually had a spine about were all the wrong things.

She's too grown now to bother wasting her time trying to hope and pray that her mentor will suddenly turn into someone she can look up to. She glances towards Wildheart and Fallowbite, at least relieved to see the broken tailed warrior among their small group. It wouldn't gnash its teeth at her, probably.

With a long breath, it proves to be a huge disappointment when nothing tickles her senses with a tantalizing scent. Maybe all the prey in the forest is already gone... the early chill scaring them into quickened slumber. "There's nothing out here..."

// rolled a 4! no prey​

 

[WILDHEART]

His paw pads were already tinkling with discomfort as he crossed the frosty landscape with the rest of the patrol. Was leafbare due to hit earlier this time around? The thought made him glum as he pressed on towards the desired grounds of Sunningrocks. Blood had been spilled for the stretch of ground, it was time that it paid up. Wildheart lowered his head as he tried to catch the scent trail of anything noteworthy, but he detected nothing at all. A frustrating result. ”I hope the prey hasn’t gone to ground already.” He grumbled bitterly with a twitch of his right ear.

The warrior turned to look to his pair of apprentices and he gestured for them to press on. ”Fan out and see what you can find.”

//Rolled a 1! No prey
apprentice tags @Ravenpaw and @SPIDERPAW
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[Ravenpaw]

〔✦〕She watched as her mentor tried to catch a scent trail, but came up with no luck. Nobody had so far, not even her cousin Stormywing. Wildheart ordered her and Spiderpaw to fan out, and she gave an obedience nod in response. The rocks were freezing to the touch, it hurt her paws to stay still for too long. She lowered her nose to the ground, searching each crack and crevice she found within the rocks, but like the rest of the patrol so far, she was unable to find anything. Worry of upsetting Wildheart started pricking in her belly, so she searched around the frozen bushes just off of the Sunningrocks as well.

Her eyes dulled in defeat as she made her way back to her mentor. On their last hunting patrol she had caught a squirrel, but there was nothing today. She wasn't used to the cruelty of leafbare, not being able to find something. Picking up scent trails was new apprentice stuff, she wasn't too far from being a warrior. "I'm sorry...I tried.."

DISTANCE WAS A FRIEND OF MINE ( I aint got time for that ) //

• ooc.
  rolled a 5, no prey
  
• RAVENPAW —— apprentice of thunderclan , mentored by wildheart . flamestar x flycatcher . sibling to bugpaw, squirrelpaw, sunpaw, falconheart, stormfeather, sparrowpaw ✦ penned by icey !
  ✦ afab / she/her / 10 moons & ages every 1st
  ✦ single / heterosexual/ mono / open to crushes
  ✦ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
  —— easy in battle
  
  ✦“speech”, 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
  ✦ biography — msg on discord for plots — toyhouse
  
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  a longhaired tortoiseshell with low white and green eyes. Ravenpaw bares a pitch black pelt, broken up by vibrant blazes of red fire. Her fur is long, curling up around her face. She has dark green eyes like her mother, and carries a light, athletic build like her mother. She has very minimal white like her father, only having a little spot above her nose on her face, and her front left toes. Her front left leg is encapsulated by blazing fire, wrapping around her back up into her bushy fox-like tail.

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[FALLOWBITE]

ˏˋ*⁀➷　The comfort of leaf-fall is quickly waning into something far more nerve-wracking. Chill creeps over every inch of the forest, leafbare growing greedy and all-consuming. This season will be a harsh one, even if it is more equipped to handle it now. Fallowbite shivers in the cold, its scars aching in protest.

Its former resentment for its mentor has sloughed away to leave behind little but discomfort. The cloudy-furred warrior finds little in her leading of the patrol, and it is silent in its own searching. Dutiful, reserved; its mouth hangs slightly agape as it tastes the air.

No luck anywhere. The forest is still, frozen over. "No luck here," Fallowbite mutters as it pads back towards its similarly empty-pawed patrolmates, a tired scowl resting upon its face.

‎‎A PLACE CALLED HATE ⁀➷ THE CITY OF FEAR‎

• rolled a 5, no prey
  
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  "SPEECH"

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  FALLOWBITE ⁀➷ she / it, warrior of thunderclan, fourteen moons.
  ➳ a scarred, pointed brown and white molly with shaggy fur and golden eyes.
  ➳ standoffish and solitary, always seems to have a dark cloud hanging over its head.
  ➳ baying hound xx npc, littermate to antlerbreeze & doepath.
  ➳ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ➳ penned by SATURNID ↛ saturnids on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[SPIDERPAW]

♡

no luck here.

nothing here.

i'm sorry, i tried...

large ears would begin to flick nervously as they pick up on the bleak tones his patrolmates carry when none are able to track down any sort prey in the area and it isn't looking good where spiderpaw was either, he had ventured further out just like his mentor had asked but no matter where he looked or how hard he tried the frost simply made it impossible to pick up on any sort of trail and it also didn't help that spiderpaw is being plagued with constant shivers and chattering teeth.

dejected, the spindly apprentice reconvened with the rest with a morose expression and a small shake of his head. "n–nothing. . .it's hard to co–concentrate when it's this co–cold." he said, making an odd little side to side marching motion to try and keep himself moving and lessen the discomfort of the bitter frost nipping at his pawpads.

|| rolled a 3, no prey :( ​

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