SING ALL DAY [✴︎] Night patrol

[STUMPYSPOTS]

STUMPYSPOTS​

Tasked with leading the night time patrol around the territory, Stumpyspots confidently leads her clan-mate through the marshes. With each landmark they pass she points out to Poppypaw, not long ago they had passed Burnt Sycamore and she had promised them to give them some climbing lessons there sometime soon. ”Anndddd over d’here is… uh…” She squints her eyes against a harsh light that glows in the distance. Was that… the sun? Good StarClan there was no way- and it was way too small! Stumpyspots isn’t even sure if it could be a small star. Her pelt bristles with uncertainty, ”Y’all see that too… don’t cha?”

*.☽ INFO BATTLE

• // figured we could do a prompt!! “ Someone has said they've seen flickering lights in the marsh at night. Legends say to follow these lights will lead you to your death.”
  
  night time patrol thread; @POPPYKIT @Frostbite @Maggotfur. @S A B L E T U F T @GHOSTPAW.
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  » Halfmaw . Stumpyspots
  » ShadowClan Warrior
  » She/her ․ Twice Widowed
  » Calico she-cat with rounded features.
  » ”speech”․ thoughts ․ attack
  
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  » A heavy hitting foe capable of standing her ground
  » Excels in slow, but powerful blows and kicks.
  » Fights to defend and protect
  » May powerplay minor harm. Can powerplay healing

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[Frostbite]

He is FREE. UNLEASHED upon the marsh once more, Frostbite is all too eager to head out on this patrol. Night hunting was one of his specialties, his eyes much better adjusted to the soothing darkness than the harsh sunlight. Whats even better about this patrol, is that he gets to share it with his daughter!! He couldn't be happier.

He smiles as Stumpyspots points out landmarks to Poppypaw, letting the older warrior speak without interruption. She was Poppypaw's mentor, not him. He simply basked in his freedom and kept on the lookout for prey. He is only distracted when he hears Stumpyspots trail off... And then point out something odd in the distance. He looks where she is looking and... He sees it too.

Huh.

"I remember hearing stories about strange lights in the marsh..... They say if you follow them, they lead you to your death." He says. "But those are only stories, there must be something making those lights."

Perhaps the light is from a monster, or perhaps it's another strange twoleg toy. He doesn't believe the stories, but....There IS a nagging thought at the back of his mind that says what if. What if the stories are true? What if they're all in danger right now?​

 

[POPPYGLOW]

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Poppypaw follows dutifully along, with her friend falling in step with them by their side. Their breath came sharp and constricting into their lungs, but it was easily ignored by the young apprentice who was more concerned with taking in the moon-bleached dark world around them. Stumpyspots is a generous dominie, offering her wisdom as they pass various landmarks and notable passings-by. They would look forward to a future lesson in climbing, if only to allow them closer access to the glorious heights of Silverpelt.

Their interest is stolen by the circular buzzing of a cranefly overhead, such that they only notice that the rest of the patrol came to a halt when they were already a few pawstrides ahead of them. Poppypaw stared at the shimmering specters ahead, filled with a giddiness so bright it must have been spiritual in nature.

Oh, isn't it beautiful...

Yeah, they're for you! You should follow them!

Frostbite mews a warning of their supposedly fatal nature, and Poppypaw is again awed by the breadth of wisdom their Papa had been bestowed with. "They mean no harm..." she murmurs comfortingly, "They must be Starclan-sent." Whom else would present them with such ethereal sights? Death and Starclan were tail-twined, one could not be without the paws of the other. They turned their face back to gaze upon the members of their party.

You should follow them.

"We should follow them."

PRESENT DAY... ⭑☾༺♰༻☽⭒ ...PRESENT TIME! ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

• OOC:
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  — poppykit - poppypaw
  — agender they/she. 4mo apprentice of shadowclan
  — ??? ; child.
  — a tiny, fluffy white and dark red tabby cat with pale, wraithlike blue eyes
  — smells like mushrooms, dust, and foggy night air
  — sounds like lain iwakura, with a flat yet childlike high-pitched tone
  — “speech”, thoughts, attack, 'poppypaw'
  — icon by mercurial, fullbody and pixel headshot by dejavu
  — penned by eezy
• disclaimer: poppypaw is not always operating completely within reality! they are affected by some delusions and may see, hear, react to, and interact with things that are not actually there. most notably, she will believe herself to have interactions with starclan as a whole and specifically, the deceased shadowclan apprentice Poppypaw. these are not reflective of ic reality and are not real interactions with starclan or deceased characters! this is not an attempt at powerplaying, godmodding, or metagaming.

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