camp the ants go marching【 patrol with news 】

[coalfoot]

———————————————【 coalfoot | windclan | male 】——————————————

【◈】The dusk patrol was finally back at camp. Coalfoot could see the familiar gorse tunnel just at the bottom of the sloping hill. The bicolor tom's expression was somewhat crinkled with a mixture of worry and contemplation; it had been for quite a while now. Since they had escorted the ThunderClanners to the thunderpath, that was.

"...I just don't know," he blurted out as they entered the tunnel, perhaps the third time since they began their return. "Should we tell Sootstar? Well- no, we should anyway, but I mean... is it worth worrying about? Am I overthinking it?" It hadn't been just any ThunderClanners they had discovered along the border. It had been Howling Wind, the ThunderClan deputy, along with Berryheart, their medicine cat, and a warrior he didn't recognize.

Coalfoot let out a long sigh. "That's her decision to make, in the end. We just have to relay the results of the patrol. It could just be nothing, but why would Berryheart be going to Highstones? With a patrol- with Howling Wind of all cats? I don't like the implications." He really needed to let it go.

With another shake of his head, he began to make his way to the Highrock, in hopes that the queen would be in there. To his luck, she was. Nerves sending his heart aflutter, he paused just outside and took a breath. "Sootstar, our dusk patrol has returned. I um, I apologize for lateness. Everything along the border is calm, but..." Oh, he hadn't even thought of how he would word it.

"Well, we met a patrol along the way. Berryheart, Howling Wind, and another warrior. They asked us to escort them to the thunderpath by Highstones. They didn't explain their intent, but they were peaceful." Coalfoot stood there stiffly as he finished, nervous to be the one relaying news to her directly.

// feel free to be part of the returning patrol!! the mentioned thread is here
@SOOTSTAR ping!!!

[penned by its_oliverr].

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[WEASELCLAW]

Weaselclaw lifts his head up from where he'd laid it on Sootstar's back, blinking sleep from his eyes. A warrior's anxious voice outside of her den, asking to report something at the border.

At the mention of the border, Weaselclaw is alert, standing and shaking bits of down from his pelt from the nest he'd shared with his mate. He nudges her awake softly, if she had not already stirred at Coalfoot's voice, and goes to the entrance of her den to meet him.

"We met a patrol along the way. Berryheart, Howling Wind, and another warrior. They asked us to escort them to the Thunderpath by Highstones." Weaselclaw's brow furrows in confusion. "I know the medicine cats go sometimes, but why would Howling Wind be going?" He'd never seen Duskfire or Badgermoon go to Highstones, after all. He'd certainly never been there himself. "Isn't that... for medicine cats?"

As he speaks, a memory is jolted from his mind. Soot, as she was called then, going to the Highstones as though called to go there in a dream. Bringing home Honeytwist, declaring herself StarClan-blessed and re-named Sootstar. Nine lives.

Still, the tabby's mind is slow to make anything of this. He looks at Sootstar for affirmation, for an explanation. She would know better than him, after all.​

[ PENNED BY MARQUETTE ]​

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[SUNNVAR]

It seems that there will not be a moon without trouble in these moors. Though recent days have softened some, the troubles finally at their back, Howling Wind's presence at the edge of their territory has cast an air of uncertainty amidst the patrol. He had been with them, not the leader and her mate, when the news broke across camp. Coalfoot speaks awkwardly, uncertainly, and he would find himself amused were it not so serious a moment. He sits down and curls his long, thick tail across his worn paws to warm them.

"It was clear that something weighed on their minds, but I could not hazard a guess as to what." Carefully curious, Sunstride watches the faces of those gathered around, waiting for the moment of understanding to cross them. He has not been here long enough to witness this moment before, or have an idea of what it may mean. A journey to a sacred place, where so few have gone. It must have been something of great importance. He can think only of the concoctions they had eaten to be cast into a haze between life and death, where understanding would grace them with wide white fangs. "I should guess we will not expect trouble from such a patrol?" Though, of course, WindClan must assume trouble from all corners in these moons.

﹥ˏˋ〘  OOC NOTES INFORMATION 〙ˊˎ﹤

• ooc: —
• SUNSTRIDE. named for his coloration and his bold chasing of fate.
  —— cis male, uses he - him. thirty-four moons old. warrior of windclan and former rogue.
  —— cautious of clan life, but an apt learner. encourages close bonds between clanmates.
  —— loyalty uncertain, cares for those surrounding him. undoubtedly closest to wolfsong.
  
  sunstride is broad and bold– a creature standing above most of windclan, though not a beast beyond its borders, with fur that flames red at its base 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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[TIGERFROST]

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How curious. He listens to the words of the dusk patrol with pricked ears, considering all that has been said. Of course, a part of him feels as if ThunderClan should have been turned away. Why should they be permitted to cross WindClan's sacred lands? But Tigerfrost recognizes the importance of their ancestors, and he knows that there are no such borders in StarClan.

"Maybe the medicine cat just didn't want to travel alone." Tigerfrost finally shrugs. Perhaps ThunderClan was intimidated by WindClan's ferocity, and as such, required Berryheart to travel alongside an escort.​

 

[Coldsnap]

IM SCARED TO GET CLOSE AND I HATE BEING ALONE
I LONG FOR THE FEELING TO NOT FEEL AT ALL
THE HIGHER I GET, THE LOWER I SINK
I CAN'T DROWN MY DEMONS, THEY KNOW HOW TO SWIM

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Ears flicked forward at the sound of a familiar voice, and even though the words were not directed at him, Coldsnap found himself listening in as Coalfoot began to speak. Lips tugged into a subtle frown at what he heard, because seldom did the medicine cats need that kind of escort when visiting Highstones. "Maybe, but it's unusual that they'd send the Deputy instead of just regular warriors." Cold noted as yellow eyes shifted to Tigerfrost, having considered their words. It was a possability that Howling and Berry were friends who were just keeping each other company for the journey, but from a tactical viewpoint it didn't make any sense. Deputies were needed in camp, after all. What was the point in having one sit around all night doing nothing just so their healer could talk to Starclan?

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windclan warrior - male - 13 months - a large, dark grey tabby with yellow eyes​

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[SOOTSTAR]

Sootstar had been sleeping with her mate, the lift of his head from off her back brings her out of sleep. Her vision is blurry before she blinks away sleep and groggily stands up so that whatever news there was to be shared could be given.

Coalfoot speaks of ThunderClan, Berryheart and Howling Wind specifically. A brow raises, going from bored to intrigued in the blink of an eye. It was peculiar, she agrees with her clan-mates and listens to them verbalize their own confusion. They give guesses, all were plausible… but Sootstar couldn’t shake an itch at the back of her mind.

”…Or,” Slowly she begins, uncertainty etched in her tone, ”Emberstar is dead.”​

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Spoiler: TAGS ★ 01/07

( primary character / "speech" / ic opinions )​

╰ ★ ჻ 001 GENERAL INFORMATION ,
· SOOTSTAR, female — she / her
╰ ‣ 34 moons . pisces. ages on the first
╰ ‣ windclan leader . marsh-born . believes in starclan
╰ ‣ former soldier of the marsh group

╰ ★ ჻ 002 VISUALS & AESTHETICS ,
· DOMESTIC FELINE, smells like heather and wet dirt , status — 100%
╰ ‣ blue smoke . scarred chest, difficult to see through fur . green eyes

╰ ★ ჻ 003 MENTALITY & MANNERISMS ,
· ESTJ-A ❝ EXECTUTIVE ❞ , Slytherin, Lawful Evil
╰ ‣ Cunning, brash, fierce, confident, self-reliant, envious & selfish
╰ ‣ finds great difficulty in relating to others . can be cruel, usually shows mercy to those she can find sympathy with
╰ ‣ sole key to her heart is loyalty, if you have her trust, she often shows a completely different side of herself. Aggression tends to manifest from her extreme paranoia
╰ ‣ Appreciates titles such as "miss, m'am" etc

╰ ★ ჻ 004 INTERACTIONS & RELATIONSHIPS ,
· SOOT CLAW x PEBBLE BREEZE, sister to Pebblenose
╰ ‣ heterosexual. mate to Weaselclaw
╰ ‣ mother to Windpaw & Sootpaw
╰ ‣ mentor to Smokepaw & Coyotepaw
╰ ‣ average fighter . skilled hunter .
╰ ‣ will start fights . unlikely to flee .
╰ ‣ attack in underline . penned by user @ava.​

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