camp tryna catch an angel ☁︎ 07.19 patrols

[hazecloud]

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An awkward few flicks of her tail and Hazecloud stood out in the clearing once more, patting down a wispy tuft on her chest as she took the mantle of addressing the Clan once more. She wasn't so late as she had been before, at least.

"Gather 'round for patrols, everyone!" No matter, the show must go on.

"ThunderClan's border patrol will be led by Foxtail, joined by Gladefrost." The border had been rather uneventful lately. Pebblepaw would surely enjoy having his little sisters to show around with their mentors in tandem. Something safe, calm waters to introduce their new duties.

"For SkyClan's patrol, Snakeblink," The name is said with a less gentle tone before picking up again, "you will be paired with Bronzeshine and Ferngill." And for their final neighboring border, she announced following a long inhale. "Lichenstar will lead WindClan's patrol, bringing Beefang and Otterbite."

Her gaze sought for a familiar set of green. "Willowroot, if you could hold a training tourney for some of the apprentices here. You may host it with Driftwood and Hawkcloud!" Of course with the attention of so many warriors coming together, others crept forward to watch. Hazecloud's sights switched to the nursery's entrance. "I do have a rather special mission for any kits, if they're willing..." She cast the lure for their interest. "Some of our warriors in the medicine den will need to start exercising again! I would like you all to set up an obstacle course to strengthen their muscles again."

She was missing something again.... right. "And camp guards will be Bronzeshine and Ferngill! That is all." A sweeping dismissive of her tail, the deputy lingered for just a few minutes for any questions.

✿ ———— I'll be your regular mama ✿ ————— And I'll put that gun away

• HIII ITS A NEW PATROL DAY!!!! this will be the LAST time she is late! if i have doubled-up rpers in the same patrol lmk!! i will fix it for you ^^ as usual the prompts following are completely optional!
  
  THUNDERCLAN- @FOXTAIL (lead), @PEBBLEPAW, @Gladefrost, @eveningpaw, @TWINKLEPAW
  [The patrol takes a break to cool down in the water, when someone feels something gross and slimy around their legs!!]
  
  SKYCLAN- @Snakeblink (lead), @turtlepaw, @BRONZESHINE, @FERNGILL
  [a raccoon bursts from the ferns and snatches a fish someone left on the shore!]
  
  WINDCLAN- @lichenstar (lead), @shellpaw, @BEEFANG, @otterbite @Jaggedpaw
  [a breeze thick with pollen passes over the patrol, causing some sneezing fits]
  
  GROUP TRAINING- @willowroot (lead) @MIDNIGHTPAW @Hawkcloud @Magpiepaω @Driftwood @Frecklepaw. @SHOALPAW. @CLOUDPAW
  [The copse shows some promise for good land prey, does anyone take up the opportunity?]
  
  CAMP SHENANIGANS- @robinheart @CICADAFLIGHT @Graykit @snowkit @Redkit @rivuletkit @ALGAEKIT @Pinekit ⭒ @CRAGKIT @CRABKIT @Roekit @Foxkit
  [while the kits are hard at work for their obstacle course, how do their victims participants react?]
  
  CAMP GUARDS- Bronzeshine & Ferngill
  [this is for flavor text! no thread is necessary]
  
  
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  Hazecloud
  —⊰⋅ Deputy of RiverClan
  —⊰⋅ She/Her
  "SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
  —⊰⋅ LH blue smoke with green eyes.
  

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[CRABPAW]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 Patrol assignments are boring. At least there’s an actual, real deputy assigning them now, but that doesn’t make Crabkit any more likely to retain anything that he hears Hazecloud say. All her stuff is just for warriors, anyway, so it doesn’t even matter… Then the deputy mentions a special mission that’s only for kits, and the orange-patched boy’s ears perk up. Something for him to do? That sounds like fun—he wants a cool, important task from cool, important Hazecloud!

The super special task is to set up an obstacle course to help the warriors in the medicine den get some exercise. It sounds fun, and it sounds like something that they can definitely do. He turns to look at the other kits around him, a bright grin on his face. "We can do that, easy! Right?" How hard can setting up an obstacle course be? It’s just like hunting a fish or swimming through the river—except hopefully the warriors in Moonbeam’s den are better at both those things than Crabkit is.

˚𓆛˚｡ the river will take me

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  CRABKIT ❯❯ he/him, kit of riverclan
  𓆟 ginger and cream tabby with rippling white spotting and mossy green eyes. highly emotional and difficult to keep focused on one subject.
  𓆟 son of iciclefang ; brother to cragkit & pinekit
  𓆟 peaceful and healing powerplay permitted
  𓆟 penned by foxlore

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[snowkit]

-`♡´- Snowkit had to agree with his cousin, patrol assignments possibly were the most boring thing to ever happen every single day in camp. Iciclefang had impressed some sort of importance on them sitting quietly and listening while patrols were being assigned... He understood the 'being quiet' part, but mostly tuned out the actual assignments because they more often than not had absolutely no relevance to his life and therefore should not be given a second thought toward...

Hazecloud's sudden attention makes him prick his ears, though. She was just about to helpfully inform her that "Oh, actually, you're not a queen anymore, you're a deputy so you don't have to talk to us anymore" but was left agape at the very-much-deputy-level-important assignment they were tasked with. Flames filled her spirit when Crabkit turned toward her and the rest of the kits, "Yeah, soo easy!!" He bounced up to his feet and chirped over his shoulder before taking off, "I'll get the rocks, you guys get some sticks and leaves and stuff!"

IM NO TEENAGE ICON -`♡´- IM NO FRANKIE AVALON

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  — snowkit, kitten of riverclan!
  — he/him & she/her. OK w gendered terms! 5 moons old!
  — lilybloom x lakemoon. graykit's littermate !
  — a fluffy blue tortie w white & warm brown eyes
  — an assertive, precocious kitten with a big imagination
  — "speech", thoughts, attack
  — fullbody by jay, funnyguy by pin
  — penned by eezy

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[lichenstar]

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CLAIM THE BURIAL I SEEK IN DREAMS FLOWING RIVER CEMETARY ✧

• Needless to say she is glad to see Hazecloud's slow shift into her new role... It is one she didn't suspect the silvery molly would struggle with completely but if anyone is aware of the surprise that an unexpected promotion can beget, it is the blue point. However, the lynx is not terribly overjoyed to be on the receiving end of another word-formed bite to the nape of her neck. Being sent towards WindClan in her current state is nothing short of a parade in humiliation... A nip at her heels meant to remind her that Hazecloud is still holding a grudge.
  
  At least, following the Gathering, they can assume WindClan's newfound fortunes will keep them from lunging across the gorge to steal or fight... Hopefully. She too, sighs at the prospect of her duties, glancing towards Otterbite and Beefang with mixed feelings; while she's happy to keep Smokestar's daughter in her company, the same cannot be said for the tom that is meant to be their third. Jaggedpaw needs the experience.... so at least she can keep an eye on how the new mentor is doing this way.
  
  The kits seem overjoyed by their little assignment, bursting into action with more vigor than most everyone else gathered- hopefully they retain that energy when they have to do their apprentice chores in the coming moons.
  
  "Let's get moving..."
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[willowroot]

( ☾ ) hazecloud has taken up the mantle of deputy with a grace and humility much expected from a cat with her experience. willowroot watches approvingly as the woman gathers her clanmates and doles out patrols, thoughtful with each one. she can remember dealing with patrols numerous times as a lead, and it being no easy task. so, there is nothing but comfortable trust in her verdant gaze when hazecloud turns to her.

all the borders have been sorted, which is a little disappointing, but the smoke feline is well aware they can't have their favorite patrol every time. they are assigned a group training session, which fills them with interest. "you got it, hazecloud." it'll be one of midnightpaw's last big training sessions, and with hawkcloud and driftwood, things should go smoothly. the ghost-striped molly nods in affirmation to her deputy's request, offering a smile. fern-hued eyes find driftwood, a quirk of a smile playing on rubbery lips as they spot their former apprentice. she'll get to see how the patched tabby trains her own apprentice now. nostalgia hits the smoke in the chest for a moment, remembering past training. how old she feels.

"alright, let's get on it," she purrs to her two companions, scanning around for her apprentice and any others who may want to join.

THE ECHOING HYMN ☾ OF MY FELLOW PASSERINE

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  WILLOWROOT ☾ SHE / THEY, WARRIOR OF RIVERCLAN. MENTORING MIDNIGHTPAW. PENNED BY LAVS
  
  
  a long-haired black smoke oriental with sage-green eyes. smoky long fur coats the length of willowroot's lithe body, cut through with dark ghost stripes. friendly sage green eyes that narrow in an almond shape, and her muzzle and limbs are thin and long due to her oriental heritage.
  
  
  
  

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[claythorn]

Claythorn comes, gathers, with the rest. Perhaps she is surprised as her ears perked, what feels like hundreds of names moving from Hazecloud's mouth... and not one is Claythorn's. Is she, perhaps, appreciative of the fact that she won't have to be on her paws, moving through muggy temperatures, forced to try and pounce when she feels so off balance? Joined with the relief is a sense of... failure. It is hot, acidic, quick- like a snake bite. Has she failed? No, she hasn't. Has she added mouths that the clan will soon have to feed? Soon enough, she will.

Ears slowly pin backwards in the realization- golden, mismatched eyes scanned the throngs of cats for a blue pelted one in particular. The seafoam, that always seemed to ground her more than irritate her these days. He is to be with Beefang, his apprentice- Lichenstar. Eyes skipped towards one of the few cats in camp she trusted, and deeply at that, studying for a long moment. What would they think, to know that she was rearing Otterbite's kits? Would it matter? A soft breath left her, and without being needed, Claythorn slipped away from the patrol meeting.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ┌── WHO ENCRYPTED YOUR DARK ⋅❁⋅ GOSPEL IN BODY LANGUAGE? ──┐‎

• "speech"
  
  // out unless stopped!
  

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• CLAYTHORN she/her, warrior of riverclan, fifteen moons.
  ⭃ LH chocolate torbie with mismatched golden eyes, scars across her right cheek and over her left ear. cold exterior and threatening glares, built for stamina/battle and not swimming (tall/muscled)
  ⭃ mentored by darkbranch (npc) / / mentoring no one
  ⭃ mated to otterbite / / only child
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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