camp TRYING TO FORGET // Tunneler Patrol Assignments


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SOOTSTAR
”Tunnelers, to me!” Sootstar’s yowl rings from the Tallrock. Badgermoon had just sent out the moor runner patrols for the day, and she wanted to try organizing the tunneler patrols for herself. The black and white Tom did exceptionally well with organizing patrols, but he was no tunneler, he did not know the ins and outs of the underground cobweb as much as she did. Though now injured and unable to attend, she still was well aware of the tasks that needed to get done.

@SCORCHSTREAK , now that you’ve returned back to your duties I’d like you to lead a patrol today. The ShadowClan tunnels have grown unused, we need to stay better at maintaining them… StarClan knows we will meet them in battle again, and the tunnels might prove useful. Just be careful, badgers and foxes like sticking their noses in places they don’t belong…“ Her nose wrinkles, ”Take @cygnetstare , Bunnypounce, @curlewnose , @REDRUMBLE and @BURNETPAW with you. Oh- also if you would take @cottonpaw .“

Among the crowd, she picks out her eldest daughter. @Cloudedsky , the tunnels on the high moor are especially difficult to keep stable because of the sand, as you know. I had been up there with Bluepaw awhile ago and some of them looked shaky… lead a patrol to shore up the roof and ensure they don’t collapse will you? @>Twigwhisper , @Doverunner. Should be fine help. Also take @heatherpaw !! , @SHADOWPAW and @BLUEPAW with you. Make sure you show Bluepaw the ropes, she’s not gotten to aid with stabilizing walls yet. Just be careful… I’m nervous the wind may have blown in and damaged them further.”

//tunneler patrols!!
I only @ apprentices who do not have mentors… if your mentor is on a patrol it’s up to them if they wanna take their apprentice along or not!!
Not all tunnelers may have been assigned, this is Intentional.
Any questions please feel free to LMK!
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The call for tunnelers brings Scorchstreak to stand below the rock that Sootstar stands upon, and selfishly the calico hopes that she will be given an assignment. She’s been cooped up for so long; she is ready to go back to her regular duties, and she prays that the leader agrees. And, as expected, Sootstar does agree with her. The other she-cat wants her to go to the ShadowClan tunnels, and she smiles in return.

"Of course," she says with a dip of her head to her leader. Then, with a flick of her tricolored tail, Scorchstreak turns to seek out those who will be joining her on patrol. Venturing into the territory of another clan is a task that she does not enjoy taking risks with—one sighting or scenting of a WindClanner within the marshland territory, and the clan may be in trouble. They just lost a fight against ShadowClan; they do not need more conflict. Not yet.

And when the time comes for more conflict between the clans, WindClan will be victorious because of their tunnels. An attack from the front and from behind enemy lines—no clan could hope to stand against that, especially with the element of surprise on the tunnelers’ side. But for now, the tunnels simply must stay maintained, and her recent absence has surely not seen them checked as thoroughly as she would prefer. "We’ll head out soon."
[ LIKE A RATTLESNAKE ]
 
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The awkwardly built brown tabby would make his way on over by the summoning of Sootstar. This was just for tunnelers.. He'd cast a side glance at his fellow dirt pushers before averting his eyes back up at their leader. His ears would perk forward as the blue molly would mention the tunnels running along Shadowclan. Was that wise? Twigwhisper would whip his head towards the leader of that patrol. The calico seemed unphased. Were they about to start something..? So soon after what happened across the Thunderpath? The tom's ears would slowly ease themselves against his head as his amber gaze returned to the commanding force on top highrock.

Then another patrol was formed with Cloudedsky leading. The tunnels against the moor.. as far as he was aware that was fine apart from the actual structure of the tunnels. His ears would perk back up as his name left the maw of the leader. Anxiety or excitement, the emotion was unknown from him but his tail commenced to rattle like an adder nonetheless. Twigwhisper would dip his head, and lower his gaze before awaiting Sootstar's daughter to take charge. — tags
 

Tunnelers, to me! A resounding yowl filled the clearing and Cygnetstare's pale head lifted, slick feathery mane ruffled by the rising winds. They trail the other tunnelers to the small group of tiny cats clumped together beneath the rock, ghosting behind them with a skeleton gleam to their blank gaze; any opportunity to spend time in the tunnels was good, especially with the winds seeming to get worse by the day. Once their little gathering had properly arranged itself, their raw eyes stared up at the rock, awaiting instruction.

The wanting stare is answered: assigned to a patrol of the ShadowClan tunnels led by Scorchstreak, Cygnetstare's creepy face twists into a facsimile of contentedness. The ShadowClan tunnels, so rarely tended by her particularly—her way of contributing to the flatlanders' demise, then. Their maw knots itself into a smile and they silently pad over to where the calico patrol leader stands.
 
( ) A comforting yet eerie yowl of her mother roused the tunneler from her previous post, her attention immediately set upon Sootstar as she travels towards her beneath the rock. The blustering gale whips through her feathered fur like claws, sending it in a disarray and she squints against it's force. Ears pull forward to detect the words that leave Sootstar's maw, listening for her name to be called. It is them that she does hear it after a gathering patrol for Scorchstreak and she is next, set to lead another patrol to survey the structural integrity of the high Moorland tunnels from the severity of the wind and shifty sand. A certain pride blooms within her chest as she nods to her, indicating she understood. I will not fail you. "Yes, Sootstar. I'll gather everyone immediately." She declares, turning away in search of her patrol. Twigwhisper is now beside her, though his twitching his akin to an adders causes her to look at him quizzically for a moment. "It should be fine. We'll have plenty of paws to help." She tries to her best to console him, albeit she wasn't sure if it would even work. He was always a bit—shaken, for whatever reason. The tunneler steers away from him now, searching for the rest of her patrol before setting off and nodding to Scorchstreak. "Be careful." She calls to her with a friendly smile.

( You should see me in a crown ; I'm gonna run this nothing town )
 

\╱╲I SEE A RED DOOR & I WANT IT PAINTED BLACK╱╲/
Reinforcing some unstable tunnels. Got it! Shadowpaw gave a nod of his head before he made his way towards Cloudedsky with an expectant stare. More than anything he was curious what the plan would be, and whether they would need to gather up any materials before heading up to the high moor. Some rocks would have been nice... but they were heavy and could pose their own problems. The young tom exhaled softly as he decided to just wait for the warriors to decide on what to do.
NO COLOURS ANYMORE I WANT THEM TO TURN BLACK
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