STAY THE COURSE [patrol assignments]

[SCORCHSTAR]

༄༄ The deputy’s work is never finished—not truly, and certainly not in WindClan. The yellowcough outbreak has slowed, beginning to wind down, but that means there are more cats around camp once again to keep track of, to manage, to assign patrols to. She is doing her best to keep from overworking herself to the point of collapse again, but often that is a task easier said than done. Even now, as the sun’s first rays brighten the moor, the calico feels the all-too-familiar tug of exhaustion weighing on her spinr. Still, she has a duty to fulfill, so Scorchstreak draws herself upright in the space below the Tallrock, her pelt dappled between rusted black and vibrant orange in the morning sun’s glow. "WindClan. Gather for patrol assignments."

Her voice rumbles, less a roar than Sunstar’s but no less commanding in the dawn’s light. "With so many ill, including Wolfsong, I will request that Cottonsprig and Celandinepaw take some cats with them for their herb patrols." If the clan’s herb stores are to remain stable throughout the cold months, they will need as many paws as possible helping with herb-gathering. Golden eyes seek out both the healers in the crowd, offering a nod to each of them before moving on. "I will take a patrol to ShadowClan," she pointedly does not elaborate, knowing that at least her fellow tunnelers will understand that she does not mean just the ShadowClan border, "and I ask Dimmingsun to lead a patrol to the loner lands." Keep an eye out for DuskClan activity, she does not need to say.

"The horseplace still remains at risk for DuskClan activity; I ask that Sedgepounce leads a patrol there. If you spot any barn cats, perhaps you could ask if they have spotted any strange activity as of late. Periwinklebreeze, I would like you to take a patrol to RiverClan’s border." Of course she would send someone other than herself to that wretched river border. "Cricketcry, you and Sunstar will patrol along ThunderClan’s border." It has never stopped feeling strange, telling her leader to do something. She would follow him wherever he went, so long as his orders remain sound; she should not be urging him to follow her orders. "That is all. If you have no assignment, put your paws to good use and collect some more moss for our nests." With that, the deputy sets about seeking out the clanmates who will make up her own patrol, golden eyes narrowed against the rising sun.

YOU KNOW I DESERVE IT ☽♰☾ WELL, TAKE IT OUT ON ME

• ooc: This time around, each patrol has a special prompt attached to it!! If you’re a patrol lead but can’t make the patrol thread for any reason, let me know and I can swap some things around <3
  
  
  HERB PATROL 1 — @cottonsprig (lead) @downyfur @PINKSHINE @ROWANPAW @Paleface.
  
  Cottonsprig’s search for herbs takes her into the tunnels, meaning that she needs an elite task force to help her out… or maybe just a few tunnelers. How is anyone going to find any plants in the dark, though?​
  
  HERB PATROL 2 — @CELANDINEPAW (lead) @Marigoldstem @SCORCHSTORM @BUCKFIRE @FEATHERSPINE
  
  Celandinepaw’s herb patrol takes a turn toward the Thunderpath, where herbs tend to be less populated. Do they still manage to find something, or do they return to camp empty-pawed?​
  
  LONER LANDS (DAWN) — @dimmingsun (lead) @slateheart @deerpaw @rivewhisper @TIGERSTING
  
  As the patrol looks out across the Loner Lands, they notice the foliage thinning, beginning to die out with the autumn chill. Hunting around this border is worse than usual—which brings about thoughts of DuskClan, and how well they might be faring as the days grow colder.​
  
  HORSEPLACE (DUSK) — @SEDGEPOUNCE (lead) @bunnypaw @Mossthorn @Grasspaw @MIDNIGHTPAW
  
  As the patrol draws close to the barn, they notice a twoleg wandering around. The twoleg seems to be occupied with something, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t a threat. Does the patrol turn back, or do they risk being spotted by the twoleg?​
  
  SHADOWCLAN — @ Scorchstreak (lead) @Brackenpaw @BILBERRYPAW @STOATSPOT @SILKENPAW
  
  Scorchstreak tells the story of a patrol over a year ago, wherein a group of tunnelers heard something massive lumbering around the territory above them.​
  
  RIVERCLAN (DAWN) — @periwinklebreeze @Vulturepaw @FOXGLARE @Frightpaw @ gravelsnap @SHEEPPAW
  
  The patrol finds themselves patrolling along the gorge. The proximity leads them to discuss how dangerous the drop is, and how many lives it’s taken from both clans.​
  
  THUNDERCLAN (DUSK) — @Cricketcry (lead) @SUNSTAR @brokenpaw @Milkthorn @Lakepaw.
  
  After ThunderClan’s announcements at the gathering, it seems the forest-dwellers share some similar experiences to WindClanners. How do the cats on patrol feel about this, and do they bring it up with any ThunderClanners who appear?​
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• SCORCHSTREAK ❯❯ she/they, deputy (tunneler) of windclan
  ༄ small, slim flame-streaked calico with fiery golden eyes. cold and closed-off, ferociously protective of her clanmates. rarely seen aboveground.
  ༄ mate to bluepool ; sibling to rattleheart & rabbitclaw
  ༄ mentor to bilberrypaw & brackenpaw ; previously mentored pinkshine
  ༄ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted, but may react aggressively
  ༄ penned by foxlore

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[SEDGEPOUNCE]

Sedgepounce rises will the dawning sun, all reddish in the silvery Leaf-fall sky, with a huge yawn. He leans against Foxglare for warmth as crowds of warriors bunch around Scorchstreak for their early patrol assignments—thankfully his friend has not lost his space heater-like quality since his stint in the Badger Sett. Low fog mulls around camp, diffusing the morning light into waxy smears and hazy shadows. Every morning will get colder and colder, he thinks. With a sigh, Sedgepounce inwardly prepares himself for the third Leafbare of his lifetime.

Scorchstreak doles out assignments with succinct efficiency. At the mere mention of DuskClan, Sedge's face sours, a stout frown overtaking an otherwise sleep-addled expression. Thriffeather's presence in the nursery suddenly seethes against his flank. "'Kay," he affirms, dipping his head toward Scorchstreak. He doesn't know what will be worse—finding nothing, or finding everything.

With a good natured bump of their shoulders, Sedgepounce departs from Foxglare to find his patrolmates. He smiles at them, though perhaps not as jovially as he once would, and waves his tail. "See you guys at the gorse tunnel in a couple hours, hm?" He's glad it's the dusk patrol that they're taking. It'll give him some time to steel himself.
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[cottonsprig]

Cottonsprig remains reclined by the medicine den, claws working stems from leaves as Scorchstreak summons those able to patrol beneath her. The she-cat pauses in her monotonous chore to pay some attention to the deputy, though it is unsurprising that she is among the first to get tasked to a patrol. Celandinepaw, too, though Cottonsprig oddly does not have any worry for the other she-cat.

She listens intently as cats are divided onto other patrols, pouting slightly when she hears that Sedgepounce will be leading a patrol of his own. She enjoys his company - but when her gaze searches for him and finds Foxglare by his side, she quickly learns that she's enjoying his company too much. It's a spot of jealousy that burns, though she finds that she cannot discern for who. Nonetheless, her work would rather her silent and celibate. And though she cannot change the past, she should not incur the wrath of the stars but tempting her heart any further.

A tunnel-herb patrol would be fun, she decides in silence, obstructing her own thoughts. Her claws shift to shredding leaves instead of pulling them from stems and she frowns but continues on with her work regardless.

𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 ˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠

• ooc //

• ❥ MEDICINAL KNOWLEDGE
  ♥♥♡ WOUNDS ; can confidently stop bleeding and mend lacerations. will often request that you keep your injury clean and wait it out first.
  ♥♥♡ INFECTION ; as a side effect of likely her own doing, very dutiful with technique and treatment shortly thereafter.
  ♥♡♡ ACHES & PAINS ; will defer to a dark tunnel and rest. if pain persists, maybe she will offer something.
  ♥♡♡ BROKEN BONES ; has never dealt with a broken bone. likely will ask that you never move. ever again.
  ♥♥♥ TRAVELING HERBS ; learned well from her previous mentor. will pile even too many remedies to tough the wilderness with.
  ♥♥♥ KITTING ; having kittens of her own and helped several others with their litters, she is very well versed with calming techniques and quelling pain.
  ♥♡♡ POISONS ; she knows what they are... but that isn't enough, isn't it?
  ♥♥♡ ILLNESS ; having worked through two yellowcough bouts, she is confident in her remedies. much else... she's operating on trial and error.
  ⸻ cottonsprig is a dutiful and excitable medicine cat. she enjoys company and loves conversation. she'd rather not have too many curious noses snooping around her den... but who is she to quell curiosity?

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  ⸻❥ cottonsprig is the primary medicine cat of windclan. a former princess to the moors, she harbors many guilts for her actions throughout her short life. she has no consistent partner, unwilling to commit and settle, and she is training celandinepaw in medicine.

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[CELANDINEPAW]

There was a first time for everyone, Celandinepaw supposed. It was such a shame that her first time to lead an herb patrol arose from the rungs of her mentor's illness. Hummingbird heart thrummed in the prison of her chest, as the quiet pitter-patters of Windclan's felines drummed against the war-worn ground.

Celandinepaw made sure to wake herself at the first morning's light, as though aurora smiled weakly through the pall of still-night, gleams of its ivories through leaf-fall miasma. Blinking away bleary eye gunk and rheum, the wheat-hued molly shook away stray dewdrops that felt it appropriate to cling to the ends of paws and tufts. Hearing her name from Scorchstreak, she padded forth and sought out a couple of cats to take alongside her. "Come on, guys! Let's go before there's too many Monsters on the Thunderpath. Don't wander too close, though. I dunno how to treat Monster attacks." The grim image of having one's ribs splintered and caved in had been prefaced as humorous, though the spotted tabby hadn't a clue if her clanmates would even afford her a chuckle, with attention drawn to her as a headlight fastening its gaze upon a dappled fawn. I never know what Windclanners find funny. It's so... unlike farm cat humor. Back there, if you just said something in a silly tone, then everyone's sides would hurt from laughing. Ah, well. I wasn't promoted to medicine cat apprentice for my comedy. With a flick of her tail, she set off for the Thunderpath.

𝘚𝘈𝘕𝘛𝘈 𝘔𝘖𝘕𝘐𝘊𝘈, 𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘝𝘌 𝘉𝘌𝘌𝘕 𝘛𝘖𝘖 𝘎𝘖𝘖𝘋 𝘛𝘖 𝘔𝘌 ₊˚❀ ༉ ‧₊ ˚. ☘︎ 𝘐 𝘞𝘖𝘕𝘛 𝘔𝘈𝘒𝘌 𝘔𝘠 𝘔𝘈𝘔𝘈 𝘗𝘙𝘖𝘜𝘋

• OUT OF CHARACTER. text
  
  

  ❁ — MEDICINAL EXPERTISE: Celandinepaw is the current medicine cat apprentice of Windclan. Although she is quite new to her position, she also has much expertise with treatment regarding infectious diseases and basic remedies. As for anything more complex... you're better off asking a more experienced medicine cat. WOUNDS — ★☆☆☆☆ ACHES — ★☆☆☆☆ INFECTIONS — ★☆☆☆☆ BROKEN BONES — ★☆☆☆☆ CONTAGIOUS ILLNESSES — ★★★★☆ CHRONIC ILLNESSES — ★☆☆☆☆ POISONS — ★☆☆☆☆ KITTING — ★☆☆☆☆ TRAVELING — ★★★☆☆​

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  CELANDINEPAW & TRANS WOMAN & 12 MOONS
  —— Medicine Cat Apprentice of Windclan / Mentored by Wolfsong & Cottonsprig
  —— A shorthaired, wheat-yellow spotted tabby with yellowish-green eyes. Somewhat pudgy, though lean and able to hold her ground in the wild.
  —— Extroverted and unafraid to speak her mind, she is a friendly and affable face in Windclan. Though ditzy and somewhat cowardly, she tries her best to help her clan. She is prone to outbursts when spurned or stressed.
  —— Penned by Tempest. Contact on Discord (naruk4mi) for plots and threads.

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[Periwinklebreeze.]

LIKE A PICTURE IN A FRAME
WISH WE COULD'VE STAYED THE SAME ​

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periwinklebreeze ❀ 27 moons ❀ demi-boy ❀ windclan lead warrior ​

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Exhaustion and guilt weigh heavy upon his mind as Scorchstreak calls their attention - gaze unable to help but to drift toward Sunstar for a moment before he manages to focus. Head bobs once - a simple, half-hearted gesture acknowledging the deputies words. in truth, he is in no state to lead a patrol, Thriftfeathers presence and the loss of his leaders trust has shaken him. But when tortoiseshell joins those gathered, eyes seek out cats he knows he can trust take with him - gaze turning soft. " G-gravelsnap, foxglare - come w-with me, " he says, voice raised just loud enough to be heard. It'll be good, he thinks, for their apprentices to learn the dangers Riverclan poses, and it'll be good, he thinks, to get away. From cam, from sunstar, from all of this.

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