twolegplace RUNNING 'ROUND THIS BOARD GAME ✧ . skyclan patrol

[GREENEYES]

“ Remember not to cause any problems! We’re here to do our job, and then leave. “

Though words of advice to his patrol as a whole, it is not Falconpaw his gaze finds, or young Hawkpaw and Howlfire. No, his verdant gaze focuses on orange and black, the eclipsing face of Chrysaliswing.

Under the dawn’s barely-rising sun, Greeneyes knows his own apprentice will be well-behaved, knows Howlfire will as well. Hawkpaw is up for debate, but he has more faith in the youngest member of their patrol than he does the tom that shadows them. It’s Chrysaliswing — ever-quick to judge, to snap at others he finds unworthy — that the lead warrior knows he’ll have to report the status of: whether good, or bad.

As they approach the border, the red tabby turns to face his patrol again. “ And if you find anything strange, make sure you tell me! Don’t get too close to anything you aren’t sure about! “ He doesn’t want to risk anyone getting caught in any traps, whether twoleg-made or rogue-made. A smile to Howlfire and Hawkpaw is given, as well as to Falconpaw, a nod in dismissal following, before he turns back around and sets off on his work.​

✦ ABOUT

• // PATROL TAGS: @Howlfire , @CHRYSALISWING , @falconpaw! , @Hawkpaw
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  GREENKIT ‣ GREENPAW ‣ GREENEYES
  ── Lead Warrior of SkyClan
  
  ── Daisyflight x Raven Ramble
  ── AMAB; He/Him
  ── A red tabby and white tom with bright green eyes.
  ── Mentored by Sheepcurl; Currently mentoring Falconpaw
  ── "Speech"; Attack​

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[falcongaze]

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- No problems. He could do that, Falconpaw reflected as he padded after Greeneyes. He is.. slighty surprised to discover his mentor's eyes did not find him at the statement. His pride in himself slowly began to soar again. That was right. Falconpaw didn't need his paw held at border patrols anymore. Some part of him wondered if Cherrypaw did, if Edenpa- no, he couldn't go there. As much as the 'sides picked' stung at the training situation, Edenpaw couldn't be blamed.

A soft breath left his mouth, a nod given towards Greeneyes' instruction even if his vision was elsewhere. The apprentice split only for a few feet away from the patrol, rubbing a side against a pine tree, ears twitching. Ever-aware of anything that could cause problems. Traps, kittypets, sewer cats... some part of him itched to know if his father still walked these parts or not, but that wasn't a quest for today. Maybe I should go see him when I become a warrior. Falconpaw made a mental note, padding off to continue working.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── ILL SEE YOU WHEN ⋅❁⋅ THE WRATH COMES AROUND ──┐‎

• "speech"
  

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• FALCONPAW 🌧 he/him, apprentice of skyclan, eleven moons.
  ⭃ LH chocolate lynx point with deep blue eyes, and a long scar on his left cheek down under his jawline. pushes his 'hair' back. very long legged, half oriental moggie.
  ⭃ mentored by greeneyes / / mentoring no one
  ⭃ padding after lupinepaw / / brother to spottedpaw and sagepaw
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[Howlfire]

Howlfire did not often come to patrols on this border. Once, this place might have unsettled her, recalling how she had once been captured not so far from this very border. Now, it was just an unpleasant memory. Not nice to think about but at least she could push it aside to carry on at the task at hand. Greeneyes encourages the patrol to not cause problems and she nods. She doesn't bother looking at her kit, knowing full well Hawkpaw would not cause any issues.

With advice to tell Greeneyes if they encountered anything strange and to stay away from anything they are unsure about, Howlfire nods again. "Come, Hawkpaw, let's go and mark the border over here," She mewed, gesturing for Hawkpaw to follow her.​

 

[CHRYSALISWING]

'Remember not to cause any trouble!' I know that's for me. Go ahead and say my name if you want to make it so obvious. Inward grumbles festered in Chrysaliswing's mind, and anger within manifested as glowering coals for two eyes. Still, he quickly departed from Greeneyes and the crowd on silent footfall. Keen ears heard everything, from the low chatter to the static hum of the Thunderpath. Collier-coated pelt swam under the shadows of young dawn, with tangerine notes strumming against his own flame markings. At this time, there would be little disturbance for the passing patrol. After all, kittypets certainly weren't let out before breakfast. Whiskers twitched as the acrid scent of the Thunderpath bathed his nostrils, like the cinders and lignites infested his very throat. Grimy and gravelly, even the taste of fresh streamwater did not wash out the stench of the outside. He only hoped their business here would be prompt.

Him and the Twolegplace had a strange relationship, if it could be likened to such, though such an alien feeling could only be described closest to that between two living, breathing beasts. The Twolegplace was anything but, though, for strange skyscrapers and grey skies did not resemble that of his home, of the pine needles, and against the very nature that had weaned him. If anything, it seemed like a mawkish facsimile of the forest beyond the Twolegs, as if they wished to imitate what the felines had. Crooning monster of a landscape, of concrete spine and innumerable lurid glares, called to him sometimes. It proved a grating tune, raven's idea of a mockery of a melody, but he heard it at times. Though the alleyways proved labyrinthine and nightmarish, he had braved it many times before. He even remembered trying a peckish bit of kittypet kibble, or whatever they called it. It was not bad, but it was against his nature and his morals. Esurient in nature, the Twolegplace threatened to swallow him in his own temptations. He resisted the song, sweet as it was.

𝘯𝘰 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 ⚠︎ 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘰𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘷𝘦

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  —— CHRYSALISWING / He/They / 22 Moons
  —— Warrior of Skyclan / Mentoring n/a
  —— A long-haired tomcat with chimaeric patterning. His left side is fully black and his right side is black splotched with sunset-orange. He has complete heterochromia, with his right eye being a bright green and his left eye being a glowering yellow.
  —— Abrasive, temperamental, and critical. Approach at your own risk and engage at your own cost. Despite this, he is a hard worker and quick to call out what he finds wrong.
  —— Penned by Tempest. Contact on Discord (naruk4mi) for plots and threads.

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