camp now i lay with too much legroom ☁︎ 10.03 patrols

[hazecloud]

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She is still riding the high of pride upon hearing her son's name chanting out for the stars to hear. As the first of her children to earn his warrior name, Hazecloud couldn't be happier to now assign his first patrol as a warrior. Hopefully by next moon she can do the same for Shellpaw.

"Gather, it's time for patrols!" The mollys fur ruffled like a coat of feathers as a chilly breeze caught her off guard, and she quickly patted down a spot on her chest with her paw. "I've noticed our patrol reports have been rather pleasant when it comes to our neighbors, hopefully this means we won't find much conflict in the coming days." She will silently pray it meant good tidings for leafbare, but she won't be so naive to not prepare.

"The same cannot be said for threats beyond catkind. There's been increased activity of predators we compete with this time of year. I've had two patrols save meager amount of prey because of this from foxes to falcons. So please, be alert when you are out." A sideways glance is given to her daughter beside her, a tentative warning for her as well. At least Eveningpaw seemed satisfied to put her late night adventures to rest for now.

"I'd like to see Iciclefang on WindClan's border, feel free to bring Swirldance and Willowroot with you. ThunderClan will be attended by Pebbletail with Cicadaflight and Blackfish. Then Foxtail will take on SkyClan, with Streamsong and Turtledove." That settled their borders at least, but with the amount of fish lost to the pesky instances made the prey-pile less stocked than she liked.

"If our hunts for fish are attracting more attention, we can try a paw at land prey, I suppose. Valesight, you will have Bugbite and Bronzeshine to assist you." Hopefully that will bring about some positive exchange, even if she would rather scales and fins over fur or feathers. "Lastly, Pebbletail and Turtledove will be our camp guards due to their vigil. Do not interrupt their silence, please." With some luck they would have a better run of their time.

✿ ———— I'll be your regular mama ✿ ————— And I'll put that gun away

• THUNDER- @pebbletail (lead), @CICADAFLIGHT, @CRABPAW, @BLACKFISH
  [the patrol notices thick stormclouds overhead and a harsher current. with frecklepaw and mothpaw still fresh on everyone's mind, the patrol should take more caution]
  
  SKYCLAN- @FOXTAIL (lead), @SUNPAW., @STREAMSONG, @MERLINPAW ✦, @Turtledove
  [the heavy rains from the night before have made the mud dangerous to stay in for very long! don't get caught in the quicksand]
  
  WIND- @iciclefang (lead), @Pinepaw ⭒, @swirldance ✶, @CLOUDPAW, @willowroot, @Echopaw~
  [the patrol gets cut short when they see the water levels have risen, nearly swallowing the bridge]
  
  HUNT- @valesight ➶ (lead), @BUGBITE, @tanglepaw, @BRONZESHINE, @Warblerkit.
  [prey is not so favorable in this weather, acting jumpier than late. with a patrol made up of mostly land-hunters, they have come to accept their efforts are fruitless]
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  Hazecloud
  —⊰⋅ Deputy of RiverClan
  —⊰⋅ She/Her
  "SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
  —⊰⋅ LH blue smoke with green eyes.
  

 

[splashdance]

Had this been moons prior, Splashdance would've been frustrated to not be assigned to a patrol. She would've resigned with the knowledge that it is for the better that she not be seen about the borders, would've tucked her personal upset within whatever moss or flowers she must go gather. But today... she feels content. She's proven herself to those who matter, both to the Clan and to herself. She knows that Hazecloud holds no ill will for her, knows that the deputy agrees with her leader (at least, as much is apparent in front of the Clan.) There is a spark of sadness, admittedly, as she watches Pebbletail be assigned his own patrol - but all the same, so much more excitement builds in her chest. He's the patrol lead, after all! That's exhilarating!

She finds the tom with ease, slipping in beside him and pressing her side to his, "Your own patrol!" she cheers, though now she is careful to keep her tail to herself. Splashdance recounts the cats he's to take with him - Cicadaflight, Blackfish, the apprentices that come with... not necessarily easygoing folk, but ones that could appreciate Pebbletail's kind guidance and leadership, she thinks. "You're gonna do great," she promises Pebbletail, adverting her gaze from his when she notices she's been staring for too long.
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[valesight ➶]

⸙͎｡˚⋆ ⍋ ѧѦ ѧ⍋ ⸙͎｡˚⋆

He doesn't mind being saddled with responsibility, even if he is certain it's a ploy by the smoky deputy to squeeze in another jab of his name and a direct order to boot. He can't very well not lead a hunting patrol just to spite her... so he offers an affirmative frown in her general direction instead. At the very least, she recognizes his talents are better suited out of the water and with the struggles of predators lingering at the shores, it's for the best that they work inland- his eyes shift towards the others he's meant to bring along, recounting their individual preferences and hatred for water (mostly). There's an exception amongst them but he supposes she will not be a significant drag to their progress...

Shuffling to his feet, he searches the faces of his cohort (those he'd spent so many moons in the apprentice's den with) and is saddened to see them all split apart. No casual conversation to be had amongst friends this time but... he'd never been the type for idle gossip anyways, right? Splashdance curls up close to her friend, a newly named Pebbletail who has undoubtedly been given his role as a favor from his mother, and he can't help but wonder if their friendship isn't a little too touchy for his liking.

Why do I care? It wasn't like he had his own buddies rubbing up against him, invading his personal space. He offers them a small smile, to act as though he wasn't just staring to pass judgement, before sauntering past his patrol-mates with a tail flagging high to encourage them to follow- it's time to go. Time to litter the prey pile with fur and feathers for once, instead of fins.

all about the boy ⋆ whos married to the fire

• ⋆ a long-haired, chocolate tabby and fawn tabby chimera with green-yellow eyes and noticeable fangs
  ⋆ thirteen months old
  ⋆ drypaw riverclan warrior

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[pebbletail]

(☼) padding towards hazecloud, the newly made warrior glances instinctively around for foxtail. finding his pale and flame pelted mentor, the tom moves towards him, ready to follow the tom to whichever patrol he is assigned to. it is only when he reaches the male, when he sees sunpaw by his side, that he remembers. he is no longer pebblepaw, but pebbletail, fully realized warrior. he nudges his former mentor, the young man huffs a small laugh. "my first patrol without you," he blinks at the other, sunspark eyes finding verdant olive at a height pebbletail has not realized he has reached. foxtail is a large tom, and pebbletail can almost look him in the eye without craning his neck. starclan, how times have changed.

the honeyed gaze flicks to his mother, awaiting his assignment. he imagines he'll be tasked with following a lead warrior on a border expedition, or maybe helping lead apprentices to hunt. never in the busy mind of the tom does the idea of leading a patrol cross his mind. when hazecloud calls out thunderclan, followed by his name first, he blinks in shock. "uh-uhm," he mumbles, ears swiveling as if he'd perhaps misheard the call. thunderclan will be attended by pebbletail, cicadaflight, and blackfish. the patrol lead is always announced first, and his name is first which means... "what.. i-"

splashdance's cheerful voice cuts through his confusion and he feels the warmth of her fur against his side. a breath escapes his lungs and he blinks, ember meeting blue. "w-wow, yeah, it is!" he begins to share her excitement, although his reaction is muted by the idea of bossing around older warriors, particularly his cousin, and blackfish, a tom with a sharp tongue on him. "i hope so..." he will murmur in response to his friend's encouragement "ok-hayyy," a sigh will follow the word, a soft blink and a nudge of his muzzle to brush splashdance's shoulder. "i should go then. gotta lead a patrol. wow, okay." bright eyes seek blackfish and cicadaflight out of the crowd, white-foam tail flicking to signal that they should round up. starclan help me.

I DO NOT HAVE WINGS, LOVE ☼ I NEVER WILL

• // " #848DAE"
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• PEBBLETAIL ☼ HE / HIM, WARRIOR OF RIVERCLAN. 11 MOONS OLD, PENNED BY LAVS
  
  
  a large blue tabby with low white and vitiligo. pale blue fur covers the length of pebblepaw's stocky body, sliced through with darker tabby stripes and spots. baleful orange eyes peer out of heavy set sockets, and his muzzle, paws, and tail tip are dashed with white.

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[iciclefang]

Hazecloud's voice cuts through the chatter of camp; Iciclefang rises to her paws, a yawn searing through her jaws and cheeks s she stretches. Her name is called relatively early. The smoke-pelted deputy would like her to lead a patrol along WindClan's border, would like her to take Swirldance and Willowroot. The tortoiseshell dips her head. "Of course." She is still stiff from her battle training with Pinepaw; when seeking her shadow's amber gaze in the crowd, she wonders if her apprentice feels the same way.

"Your own patrol! You're gonna do great," comes soft, cheery tones from Splashdance. Iciclefang twists, fixing the freckle-faced she-cat with a studious look for several heartbeats. I still don't trust you as far as I can throw you, the dappled lead warrior thinks, and though she says nothing, her expression is curtly dismissive as she shifts it onto the warriors and apprentices who are to accompany her for the day.

"You all eat. Make sure your apprentices are fed and rested. We leave before sunhigh." Iciclefang's eyes pinpoint Pinepaw, wherever she is — it's an expression that dares her daughter to be tardy.

『 out of character. 』 ✧･ﾟ:* 『 about. 』

• ooc: —
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• Iciclekit . Iciclepaw . Iciclefang, she/her w/ feminine terms.
  — "speech", thoughts, attack
  — 28 moons old, ages realistically on the 17th.
  — mentored by Smokestar ; mentoring Pinepaw ; previously mentored Cicadaflight
  — riverclan lead warrior. mudpelt x icesparkle, gen 2.
  — former mate to Stormywing ; current mate to no one.
  — penned by Marquette.
  
  
  sh tortoiseshell and white she-cat with ice-blue eyes. confident, capable, proud, dry, conceited, condescending, distrustful.

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[GILLSIGHT]

Tired paws guide the warrior toward the gathering crowd around Hazecloud, sunlit eyes watching with curiosity as the deputy lists off the next round of assignments. Though not chosen, Gillsight listens intently at who is paired up to go where. Some lead their own patrol for the first time, some are seasoned experts. He nods at each patrol's announcement, a dark tail wrapping around himself.

" Good luck, e-everyone, " the tom meows. Despite wishing to take part, he knows there's going to be another round of patrols at some point. There always is, right?
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