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The scent of the pine forest was thick, almost overwhelming, he preferred the subtle refreshing air that surrounded the river; that crisp and clean breeze that caught the faintest scent of watery prey that made even the long walks along the border's edge calming in their own way. But he was terribly on edge, moreso than usual, and while often times he would take the patrols leaning more to their more hostile neighbors he did not trust himself to be anywhere near WindClan for the time being. He was liable to lose his already shredded composure. Smokethroat had brought Clearsight along primarily because the other tom also seemed like he could use a break and he felt the blue tabby would manage any interactions they had with the ThunderClanners are far margin better than he ever could even in such a state.
Flicking his tail to gesture for @iciclepaw and @FROSTDROP. to keep up, he paused for a moment to lift his head into the rush of wind that hurtled by with an alarming speed like a storm was brewing in the distance and the breeze itself ushered forth to escape; he certainly hoped it would not rain, that they would not have to hear the crack of actual thunder amidst the two-leg creation that boomed with the same horrific sound.
The dark tom realizes as they near the scent border that he has not taken the time to address his young charges with what they might need keep to themselves so he raises his tail to halt their progress and lowers his head slightly to be more on level with the youngsters present. His tone his hushed, drowned by the wind so only the patrol could hear him.
"Feel free to chat and speak to a patrol if we pass one, but keep in mind that RiverClan's trials are ours to overcome and do not mention the two-legs or..." Or what happened to Cicadastar, "...or what they have done. Are we understood?"
The last thing he needed was word getting out they had lost their leader once already, the absolute field day some of the other leaders might have once they found out. It would take every ounce of his willpower to not go mauling cats at the next gathering if he heard a single mockery.
Smokethroat pauses to glance back at Clearsight, having been walking too fast due to his own restless energy, but thankfully the other tom has kept up fine with his apprentice.
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