private UNITL WE'VE LOST IT ☽。⋆ search party

Sep 19, 2024
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Almost immediately after practically demanding Mirepurr to let her lead a patrol to search for Smogstar, Salamandersnap waited on the edges of Shadowclan's camp, waiting for the rest of her patrol to gather. Slamandersnap could hardly contain the urge to pace back and forth as her mind swirled with a whirlwhind of conflicted thoughts. He wouldn't just abandon us like that would he? How could he? Smogstar can't do that to us! Her disappointed and angry thoughts are quickly washed away with the sound of approaching pawsteps, and she lifts her head to look towards the source of the sound. "Is everyone here? We shouldn't waste any time." She inquires as the group began to form. They had lots of ground to cover and she knew it would likely take most of the day to ensure they took

  • ooc.@lilacfur , @STONEPAW , @Willowburn , sorry for the delay !! <3 ​
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  • SALAMANDERSNAP
    ↪ salamandersnap / cisgender female (she/her)
    ↪ 24 moons / ages realistically on the 19th
    ↪ shadowclan warrior
    ↪ lh black smoke
    ↪ "speech" / thoughts
    ↪ peaceful/healing actions may be powerplayed / attack in underline & @/account
    ↪ note: all thoughts/actions are based off ic opinions only !!
    ↪ penned by halimede
 
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Stonepaw rushed to meet Salamandersnap where she waited for them, hackles raised. He danced on his paws in his anxiety, irritability rising in his throat. It almost made him want to throw up, the idea of his leader being missing, or StarClan forbid, dead. But Smogstar had nine lives, right? Shouldn't that mean they have plenty of time? Who knows, maybe losing a life would mean the gruff cat would finally get better. Isn't that what StarClan was supposed to do? Heal what ailed the blessed messiah? "C'mon, c'mon let's go," he muttered to himself. Probably louder than he meant to out of panic. No one should blame him for that though, right? Right.


 
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Willowburn wasted no time in hurrying to join the patrol being led by Salamandersnap. The tension in the air was already thick enough that it could be cut with a claw, and the smell of anxiety and worry sat heavy in his nose. The tom noticed how their lead was looking and he decided to step closer to her. "I'm here." Somehow he remained level and calm, though losing his cool had never been his sort of thing. "Steady yourselves and remain sharp. If Smogstar's scent is out there we'll find it as long as we keep our wits about ourselves."
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"Yes, we're ready." Lilacfur spoke in an exasperated tone, still whirled in disbelief and confusion. "Sycamorepaw was still waking up." The lead warrior explained, nudging her sons shoulder. Perhaps he and Stonepaw could work in tandem trying to track down Smogstar's path, but she already knew her nose was rather useless with all the rain and wind. Forestshade was much better equipped with tracking scents in these conditions.

"We'll go north of the graveyard? That's where it stopped for me..." Guilt still hung heavy in her chest at not waking sooner, or swallowing her fears and talking to Smogstar the night before. Perhaps she would have had a better chance at finding him this morning, or preventing him from disappearing at all...


 

She tenses, forcing her facial features to remain still as Willowburn steps closer to her. While he meant well, she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable with how close he was to her. As the patrol fully assembled, she nods, stepping forward to address the group. "Then to cover the Carrionplace and search the Thunderpath tunnels." Accepting Lilacfur's suggestion on going north of the graveyard, she gives the group one final glance before padding out of camp, motioning with her tail for the patrol to follow her. As they walked in mostly silence, a few mumbles or hushed whispers could be heard as they worked their way towards the graveyard. Turning her head over her shoulder, she looks to Lilacfur, waiting to catch her attention before speaking. "You said the graveyard was as far as you could pick up his scent? What else do you know?" Anything she could tell them that would be beneficial to their search was important for the entire group to know. It would do more good than harm to know what everyone else knew before they began searching more in depth.

  • ooc. — ​
  • SALAMANDERSNAP
    ↪ salamandersnap / cisgender female (she/her)
    ↪ 24 moons / ages realistically on the 19th
    ↪ shadowclan warrior
    ↪ lh black smoke
    ↪ "speech" / thoughts
    ↪ peaceful/healing actions may be powerplayed / attack in underline & @/account
    ↪ note: all thoughts/actions are based off ic opinions only !!
    ↪ penned by halimede
 

[ ༻ 𐃉 ༺ ] A frown dripped onto Sycamorepaw's lips as he was still registering that Smogstar was truly gone, his green gaze flickering towards his mother who seemed really worried about the situation that the boy aim to press himself against her while he listened to what his clanmates have to say. The urgency of the situation hadn't hit him yet, still blinking the tiredness from his gaze while wondering why Shadepaw was not along with them... perhaps it was due to them being almost a warrior? Who knows.

"Could he of gone to where the journey cats once traveled again?" he asked while a yawn slipped from his maw. He heard the stories many times from the elders to much older warriors about the journey that many of the clancats had gone on. About the sickness that had plagued many and took a lot too early to starclan. Perhaps... Smogstar had felt sentimental and wanted to retraced his last steps before Chilledstar's passing (something he wasn't over).... or maybe he... he was snatched by twolegs...like Magpiepaw.

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  • Sycamorepaw 𐃉 He,She, They, Shadowclan apprentice, 8 moons.
    LH Rosetted Cinnamon Tabby with low white and green eyes, has an extra set of toes
    Lilacfur x Siltcloud
    peaceful and healing powerplay permitted (ask first) / / underline and tag when attacking
    see battle info here
    penned by Ryn@/Rynnaro on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

 

Stonepaw looked over to Sycamorepaw as he mentioned the journey. He hadn't even considered that. The ill-ridden leader could be delusional for all they knew, sickness addling a normally sharp mind. What if he'd been wandering along thinking he'd gone to get herbs for himself? What then? Would they ever find him? The night had fully ebbed away by now, and the sun felt like a spotlight. Look here, laugh at ShadowClan, they can't even find a sick leader! "Do you think so?" he asked Sycamorepaw, tail twitching.