- Dec 8, 2022
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Sharpshadow stands before the Clan once again, miraculously alive, and miraculously sure of it. The longer she lasts, the more uneasy she is, really... It just meant his time was coming to a close more than it guaranteed his or Ternstar's safety... StarClan's omen was more or less a distraction. Once they wrapped their head around one thing, another would follow soon after, she's sure.
His slouch is the same as it would've been, had he done patrols with blood still crushed over his fur, ThunderClan's marks left to linger. She didn't have to be webbed-wrapped any longer. Her scars of heeled over white. Besides that, she looks about the same. If Sharpshadow couldn't do much else, she could wear defeat. His drone is the same as ever. "Patrols." He nearly wishes he had something more theatrical inside of him— that easy way of speaking that Smogstar had always carried with him. Sharpshadow's claws pick at the ground. How stupid was it to wonder if cats compared them; if they were disappointed by what they saw? The line drawn between the two was obtuse, at best. Disrespectful, at worst.
"We need herbs." Is it too weird to declare this before the borders are even covered? She remembers the stench of rot stinging her nostrils... "Marbleleaf, take Stonestrike and Amberhaze with you." She would find that gaze in the crowd, overblown moons of his namesake... His franticness wasn't all nonsense. It'd keep the medicine cat safe... and maybe a bit annoyed.
"Ternstar," his pelt prickles with with discomfort. She had no reason to listen to him, really... "M-maybe... Take a patrol to ThunderClan. You can bring Velvetdusk and Screechstorm with you." She could make eyes at the territory she'd lost them... Hopefully Velvetdusk could balance out whatever his patrolmates might bring to a conversation with ThunderClan. Though if Ternstar wanted to keep making a fool of herself, no one was in any position to stop her.
"I'll take a patrol to WindClan," dully, she says. "Swansong and Wormwatcher, with me, please." She'd be the only one in the group without an apprentice... It was more than weird, after having Halfsun and Sneezeduck stuck to her for so long. Hopefully Promisepaw doesn't fear the outside world after what happened... "And finally..."
There's a stranger amongst the crowd. Sharpshadow would not find their eye, but just knowing they were floating around is enough to tug the corners of her frown. Her tongue presses at the backs of her teeth. "...ShadowClan needs eyes on the loner lands." Evidently, DuskClan weren't the only ones out and about... Her tail shifts, dredging broken bone across the mud. "Snowlark," For all his weirdness, he had certain morals... "Patrol that border. Take Shalestorm and Halfsun with you... please." His sigh is a shuddering one. "Be careful. Be safe." It was a pretty pointless thing to say... and yet he keeps doing it, for whatever reason.
His slouch is the same as it would've been, had he done patrols with blood still crushed over his fur, ThunderClan's marks left to linger. She didn't have to be webbed-wrapped any longer. Her scars of heeled over white. Besides that, she looks about the same. If Sharpshadow couldn't do much else, she could wear defeat. His drone is the same as ever. "Patrols." He nearly wishes he had something more theatrical inside of him— that easy way of speaking that Smogstar had always carried with him. Sharpshadow's claws pick at the ground. How stupid was it to wonder if cats compared them; if they were disappointed by what they saw? The line drawn between the two was obtuse, at best. Disrespectful, at worst.
"We need herbs." Is it too weird to declare this before the borders are even covered? She remembers the stench of rot stinging her nostrils... "Marbleleaf, take Stonestrike and Amberhaze with you." She would find that gaze in the crowd, overblown moons of his namesake... His franticness wasn't all nonsense. It'd keep the medicine cat safe... and maybe a bit annoyed.
"Ternstar," his pelt prickles with with discomfort. She had no reason to listen to him, really... "M-maybe... Take a patrol to ThunderClan. You can bring Velvetdusk and Screechstorm with you." She could make eyes at the territory she'd lost them... Hopefully Velvetdusk could balance out whatever his patrolmates might bring to a conversation with ThunderClan. Though if Ternstar wanted to keep making a fool of herself, no one was in any position to stop her.
"I'll take a patrol to WindClan," dully, she says. "Swansong and Wormwatcher, with me, please." She'd be the only one in the group without an apprentice... It was more than weird, after having Halfsun and Sneezeduck stuck to her for so long. Hopefully Promisepaw doesn't fear the outside world after what happened... "And finally..."
There's a stranger amongst the crowd. Sharpshadow would not find their eye, but just knowing they were floating around is enough to tug the corners of her frown. Her tongue presses at the backs of her teeth. "...ShadowClan needs eyes on the loner lands." Evidently, DuskClan weren't the only ones out and about... Her tail shifts, dredging broken bone across the mud. "Snowlark," For all his weirdness, he had certain morals... "Patrol that border. Take Shalestorm and Halfsun with you... please." His sigh is a shuddering one. "Be careful. Be safe." It was a pretty pointless thing to say... and yet he keeps doing it, for whatever reason.
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PATROL DETAILS ☆ = LEAD
HERB GATHERING: ☆ @MARBLELEAF | @Amberhaze ( @lostpaw ), @STONESTRIKE
THUNDERCLAN: ☆ @Ternstar. ( @RAINBOWPAW ) | @VELVETDUSK, @SCREECHSTORM
WINDCLAN: ☆ @/SHARPSHADOW | @Swansong ( @promisekit ), @Wormwatcher ( @Puddlepaw )
LONER LANDS: ☆ @Snowlark. ( @FROZENPAW ) | @shalestorm, @Halfsun ( @LAVENDERPAW )
HERB GATHERING: ☆ @MARBLELEAF | @Amberhaze ( @lostpaw ), @STONESTRIKE
THUNDERCLAN: ☆ @Ternstar. ( @RAINBOWPAW ) | @VELVETDUSK, @SCREECHSTORM
WINDCLAN: ☆ @/SHARPSHADOW | @Swansong ( @promisekit ), @Wormwatcher ( @Puddlepaw )
LONER LANDS: ☆ @Snowlark. ( @FROZENPAW ) | @shalestorm, @Halfsun ( @LAVENDERPAW )