camp Promises you can't keep (Patrol assignments)

[Badgermoon]

The early morning was quiet, cool, and heavy with moisture: there was a promise of a hot day to come in the scent of the air, albeit one sure to be alleviated by the moorland's gusts. Badgermoon had risen early, early enough to watch the stars fade with the growing dawn, and was now settled at the base of the Tallrock, his dark tail concealing his speckled paws and his yellow eyes sharp as he watched his Clanmates rouse themselves and begin their day. Parting his jaws to bring in a deep breath, he prepared himself to give the day's patrols, feeling an unexpected surge of gratitude for his Clan and the cats he was privileged enough to share it with. "Listen up - it's time for patrols." called Badgermoon after a thoughtful moment, waiting for heads to turn his way and pawsteps to bring his Clanmates nearer before continuing. "Houndthistle, please take Venomthroat and Snailstride to patrol our border with the Horseplace. The Twolegs have been very quiet lately - let's make sure it stays that way." Adderpaw's ear tag, of course, being a notable exception.

The black-and-white tom dragged his claws absently across the dirt before continuing. "Cedarbark, please take Sparkspirit and Silverthorn and check on our border with ShadowClan. Be mindful of recent events - keep your wits about you and your claws sheathed unless absolutely necessary." he could only hope that nothing occurred on any of these patrols which would put their new medicine cat's skills to the test. "Bluepool, I'd like you to bring Spiderbloom and Mintshade to our RiverClan border - watch out for any erosion by the gorge's edge from all the storms lately." the last thing they needed was another life lost. "Weaselclaw, have a look at our border with ThunderClan - take Morningsong and Ghostwail with you, please." ordinarily, this was where he called it sufficient: given recent events, however, he had decided to arrange an additional patrol, and it had caught their leader's attention.

"Sootstar has offered to lead a night patrol, the first of many to come; her ferocity and superior sight in the dark will assist us greatly in this. Due to recent attacks on our land, we must be vigilant at all hours. Sunstride, Gravelsnap, and Azaleafrost: you will accompany your leader in this patrol tonight. The rest of you, proceed as normal. Warriors, bring your apprentices with you." the tom flicked his tail, appearing to be finished, before adding quickly: "I will take some warriors - and @SNAKEPAW - with me for a hunt later today. Any questions?"

[ to the Horseplace: @HOUNDTHISTLE , with @Venomthroat. and @SNAILSTRIDE !

to ShadowClan: @cedarbark , with @sparkspirit and @SILVERTHORN !

to RiverClan: @Bluepool , with @Spiderbloom and @Mintshade !

to ThunderClan: @WEASELCLAW , with @Morningsong~ and @GHOSTWAIL !

on a night patrol led by @SOOTSTAR : @SUNSTRIDE , @GRAVELSNAP , and @Azaleafrost !

Warriors should bring their apprentices (unless they are injured/being punished for something). Patrol leaders, please remember to post a short summary of the patrol's events in the #patrol-reports channel in our Discord server! Thank you <3 ]​

 

[cedarbark.]

❝ I DON'T WANNA HURT EM' ✧°.☀ ————————————
Patrol assignments. Finally, something to do besides hunt and watch over his shoulder. Cedarbark pushed to his paws, padding over towards the Badgermoon. He settled down listening, and upon receiving his assignment, nodded in response. He turned to look for Sparkspirit and Silverthorn, before speaking out, pushing his paws. Wounds from the battle still twanged at his fur, but he ignored it for now. "Sparkspirit, Silverthorn. If you haven't eaten yet, do it now. We'll be leaving shortly." He instructed, heading to the pile himself to grab a small bite to eat.

"speech"

[penned by dallas - ☀]

———————————— ☀.°✧ BUT I DID, I'M IN A FIT OF RAGE ❞ ​

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[SUNNVAR]

The night does not concern him the way that it might another. Though it offered many opportunities for an attack, he had used it so frequently himself that it became as part of his tactics as his claws, or his fangs. He is used to keeping an eye on the creeping dark. It is not something that he has had opportunity to pass on to his apprentice as of yet. This patrol is reason enough to begin this stage of their training. His ear twitches and his head inclines subtly towards Badgermoon as sign of his understanding, before he turns to @Adderpaw where he stands. "We will train as usual, even knowing our night will be late," he warns. "Eat your fill now, and meet me at rabbits' run once you are finished."

＞ˏˋ〘  OOC NOTES ╱ REFERENCE ╱ 07.10.2023 𝘏𝘈𝘕𝘋𝘚𝘖𝘔𝘌 𝘈𝘚 𝘓𝘐𝘍𝘌 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘗𝘖𝘐𝘚𝘖𝘕 〙ˊˎ＜

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• SUNSTRIDE. named for his coloration and his bold chasing of fate.
  —— cis male, he - him. approx. 40 moons old. lead warrior of windclan + former rogue.
  —— gay, monogamous. mate to wolfsong from 07.05.2023.  npc x npc, no larger family.
  —— has recently regained some of his earlier lightness, but maintains his steady facade.
  
  sunstride is broad and bold– a creature standing above most of windclan, though not a beast beyond its borders, with fur that flames red and deepens to a burnt amber with every whorl and stripe. his eyes, in comparison, are a pale summer's blue, still as bold as the rest of him.

• "speech"

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[GRAVELSNAP]

The deputy’s call for patrols brings Gravelsnap striding over, a small frown settled on their muzzle. They listen as the patrols are assigned, and they are surprised that they aren’t put on another patrol to the horseplace. Then Badgermoon doesn’t say their name for the patrols to any of the other clans’ borders, and their frown only deepens—have they been skipped over? They look to Sunstride, wondering why the lead warrior hasn’t been assigned a patrol either. But at last, their name is called and so is Sunstride’s; they will be following Sootstar on a night patrol. The black-patched tom’s expression brightens at the prospect of going on patrol with Bluepaw—they don’t often get to do tasks alongside their tunneler friend. Certainly they won’t have the time to socialize, but having cats who that like at their side is better than being trapped on a patrol with Azaleafrost without the buffer of a friendly face.

"Thriftpaw," they say, turning to look at the golden-striped apprentice with a flick of their tail. "We’ll do our normal training today. When Sootstar calls for the patrol tonight, you will come with me." It is not a question; he expects his apprentice to come along on each and every patrol. Even the nighttime ones. Tomorrow will surely be a rough day, weighed down by a lack of sleep, but a WindClanner must perform well under any conditions.

// apprentice tag @Thriftpaw ​

[ you put the fun into dysfunction ]​

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[Addervenom]

Life doesn't discriminate

Adderpaw's ear remains swathed in cobweb as he edges closer to listen to what Badgermoon had to say. Patrols are given out as per usual but a certain outlier gains his interest. A night patrol. It was not something he can recall Sootstar doing any other time, but the thought of being allowed to accompany Sunstride and his mother cause carefully concealed excitement to bloom within his chest all the same. Smoldering amber locates the light blue of his mentor as the tom begins to speak, advising him to eat before they depart later. With a curt nod of his head Adderpaw looks briefly over his shoulder and then back to the spotted tom. "I would be disappointed if we deviated from our usual training." He murmurs truthfully. He couldn't imagine going a day without combat. Turning on his heels the silver chocolate tabby heads over to the freshkill pile to grab a meal. ​

Between the sinners and the saints​

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