pafp STONE EDGE [pebble planning]

Gravelsnap’s pebbles have gone unused for a few weeks, since the threats of RiverClan and ShadowClan were announced to have passed. The clan’s lockdown had ended, and the young moor runner had been too excited about being allowed freedom once more to continue concerning themself with battle strategy. They haven’t so much as looked at the rocks since then, and still the scattered stones rest on the ground, surrounded with a circle of leaves and lines in the dirt.

Stuck exactly where he’d left them, the pebbles representing Wolfsong and Sunstride lie at the only gap in the leaf circle—guarding the entrance to their camp. The Badgermoon-rock and the Tigerfrost-rock are positioned at different points outside of the leaf wall, and the monochrome warrior shifts a paw to move the dark brown stone quickly. There is no more need for a Tigerfrost stone; it will join the stone of his uncle, resting atop a burial site.

As they look over their work—they think they’d been in the midst of drawing strategies for defending their camp from an outside clan—Gravelsnap cannot help but feel that something is missing. Hazel eyes narrow, then lift to scan around the camp. "You, tunneler," they call to the first tiny cat they see, a pale figure who sticks out against the moorland like a sore tail. There is good reason for this one to stay underground. Gravelsnap fixes Whitepaw with a sharp gaze, tipping their head slightly at the younger cat. They dislike having to ask another for help, but their battle plans must include the positioning of tunnelers. If the clan were to be attacked, thick gorse walls ripped through, the tunnels could be the final advantage of WindClan, the last surprise in their arsenal.

"I need your help. What do you think of this? The tunnels are here and here," they draw a claw along the lines that represent tunnels, hoping that the other cat catches on to what they mean without requiring an explanation.

// pls wait for @whitepaw
[ DEATH OF A DREAM ]