border The calm before | Riverclan patrol

[Snakeblink]

MAYBE I'D BE A SAINT IF I WEREN'T ————————————​

”Things have been quiet on Windclan’s side, have they not?”

Snakeblink’s musing is directed at no one in particular; his eyes set on the other side of the border rather than any of his clanmates. He doesn’t like that silence coming from the warmongering clan; doesn’t trust the false sense of security from Sootstar’s absence from the Gathering and her warriors’ absence from borders.

That you cannot see Windclan doesn’t mean they aren’t around — it only means you can’t keep an eye on them.

”Let us be quick,” he says, turning his head to glance at his patrol. ”Stay alert, and speak up if you see anything out of the ordinary. I do not trust this calm.”​

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ooc. information.

• @CARP-PAW , @willowroot & @ROBINPAW , @Lakemoon . & @BRISTLEPAW , @CRASHINGTIDE
  
• — Snakeblink • he / him. 48 ☾, riverclan warrior
  — a sleek, skinny tabby with long ears and a scar over his right eye.
  — gay, not actually evil, penned by @Kangoo
  
  
  

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[CRASHINGTIDE]

The large felidae's paws dug softly into the ground beneath him as they made their way towards the border between WindClan and RiverClan. The brown tabbied feline's gaze was harsh as he was already vigilant over his surroundings. He only nodded towards the speaking cat and then turned to look at the other cats beside. The seemingly brutish cat's tail whipped behind him as it lashed, his fur bristling on his back. "WindClan is nothin' more than a pest even if they do come up on us. They're nothin'. Ain't bound by any law other than Sootstar's and that'll be their end."

The feline believed the words he spoke. Kindness for any cat that listened to such a leader was not to be found in Crashingtide's mind. His eyes went back to his surroundings, darting over the horizon. He seemed more and more frequently be invited to these patrols it seemed, which was interesting so to speak. Of course, Crashingtide would never complain.
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RIVERCLAN ✦ WARRIOR ✦ 26 MOONS ✦ BROWN TABBY​

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[SNAKEHISS]

The deputy leads his patrol toward the river's edge, taking note of the RiverClanners present and only regarding them with a narrowed stare. A thin frown lingers on his lips, large ears angling, though he doesn't fully catch what they're talking about. Something negative, he's sure; they have historically feuded with WindClan, including the more recent run-in with Smokestar ( then Smokethroat ) at Highstones. Sootstar's foolish decision to claim sacred land had been brought up at the gathering, no doubt, and now WindClan had an even bigger target on their backs. They needed to keep their borders secure, lest the other four clans decided to finally team together and drive them out of the moors for their nonsense.

Snakehiss knows that Sootstar does not wish for any conflict to arise with the other clans ( and truthfully he doesn't either ), so he decides to keep his sharp tongue at bay... mostly. "Putrid, as usual." In reality their scent is not too strong, at least from where he is standing across the water, but he will not pass up an opportunity to make a quip toward those fish-breaths.

₊ ⋆ * ⊹ ₊ ☾ —— 𝙞𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝

• the two snakes have met, now my life is complete

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  ✰ SNAKEHISS
  —— he/him; deputy of windclan
  —— bisexual; single; not looking
  —— long-limbed black tom with green eyes, a small white chest patch, and a notable bite mark on his right foreleg
  —— "speech", thoughts, attack
  —— link to full tags; @ on discord for plots.
  —— penned by beatles

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[BRISTLEPAW]

જ➶ Being placed on this patrol is important. Or so it all seems important and with everything happening, the rumors always changing about Windclan he personally hopes to not even glance them. They aren't even a clan in the young apprentice's cold staring eyes. Nothing but a bundle of rogues playing at clan. And they all know what clans do to rogues. His paws place him near his own as he takes time to look at the border, keeping quiet as he hears Crashingtide. Right, Sootstar. He wonders why they listen to her so readily. Brainwashed more like it. They hadn't showed up at the Gathering and frankly he doesn't think they will again. Are they scared? They did take Highstones. A rough sigh pulls at his muzzle before he eyes the border and once he sees movement he shifts his gaze. Picking up on some cat he doesn't know the name of. "There's one.......now. Probably....probably a patrol.." Voice clipped he looks over to Snakeblink them before looking back towards the border.​

 

[✧ Honeybadger.]

NO DIFFERENCE BETWEEN YOU AND I
WE SHARE THE SAME SUNSHINE FROM THE SAME SKY ​

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honeybadger & 13 moons & male & he/him & windclan moor runner ​

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" They better not try anything, " he grumbles, voice holding as much venom as the harsh glare he turns upon the neighboring patrol, but for once honeybadger holds his tongue, tail flicking slowly. There is no need to start fights - not now, not with all that has happened. Though as limbs carry the stout tricolored tabby forwards, he can't help but be wary. He supposes if they do - well, no ones stopping him from ending such an argument... right?

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[Snakeblink]

MAYBE I'D BE A SAINT IF I WEREN'T ————————————​

Crashingtide is correct, but Snakeblink is kept from agreeing aloud by Bristlepaw’s words. ”Good eye,” he tells the serious-faced apprentice before bringing his attention to the Windclan patrol. They look more withdrawn than usual. Has their rat queen warned them off open hostilities then? Or are these particular cats simply less obnoxious than the rest?

”Windclan,” he greets neutrally, with a slight incline of his head. The venomous tone of voice from the black cat suggests unkind words, but he doesn’t catch them; a small mercy. ”We had started to think you had all disappeared.”
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——————————————————————————————————— so god damn lonely ​

ooc. information.

• 
  
• — Snakeblink • he / him. 49 ☾, riverclan warrior
  — a sleek, skinny tabby with long ears and a scar over his right eye.
  — gay, not actually evil, penned by @Kangoo
  
  
  

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