camp WHATS THIS? THERES WHITE THINGS IN THE AIR ☀️ 11.03 patrols

ROEFLAME .

ROEFLAME .

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The ground feels hardened under the deputy's paws as she positions herself in camps clearing, fur fluffed against the premature frost. "It's time for patrols!"

"Roaringsun, you'll lead a dawn patrol along SkyClan and RiverClans border. Take Addersnap and Tigerwing with you." As Roeflame speaks, a cloud puffs behind each word.

"Braveheart will lead the second dawn patrol to WindClan and ShadowClans border, take Vixencrown and Lovelight with you- and don't stir any trouble." Giving into those fox-hearts was the last thing ThunderClan needed.

"Flamestar will take a dusk patrol down to RiverClans border with Toadhop and Thundergleam," it felt odd to tell her leader where to be, but the fiery molly had made it plenty clear she was still up for a patrol, and it helped take care of Roeflame's second bird, Thundergleam, who still needed to put in her share of work- but only under a trusted eye. The tabby is quick to move along.

"Leafhusk, you'll lead a dusk patrol along ShadowClan and WindClans border with Stagsnarl and Tallstep, same principle applies." Though the Lead Warrior would hardly need to be told, it was the younger warriors Roeflame's reminder targeted.

"Raccoonstripe will take Laughblossom and Palefire on a hunting patrol, the frost's early arrival has likely sent much of the prey into hiding, I want you to scope out Snakerocks." Normally, such a drastic measure wouldn't need to be taken so soon, but Roeflame would rather have every option explored now than later.

"Stormywing, you'll take Fallowbite and Wildheart on a second hunting patrol. I'd like you to go to Sunningrocks." Lastly, "Lightflower, can you hold a group training session? Apprentices and warriors alike." With a final nod, Roeflame steps back, voice beginning to rasp. "Alright, you're dismissed."
‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── I GOT A POCKET ⋅✴⋅ A POCKET FULL OF SUNSHINE ──┐‎

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Raccoonstripe heeds Roeflame's call again, this time with a subdued expression. Seeing her in his place, hearing her call patrols like he'd done for many moons, still stings like ants in a wound, but he is at least getting used to it, he thinks. The tabby notes with a wry expression that she does not assign him to any border patrols; instead, he's tasked with leading a hunting patrol to Snakerocks. He infamously despises hunting patrols, and he's not as skilled a hunter as some of his Clanmates, but... he is not one to question his deputy, even when he does believe his skills are better used elsewhere.

The tabby turns to his apprentice, his smile crooked. "Are you ready? It won't be an easy hunt. It's colder today than it has any right to be." His breath billows before him. "Oh well. We'll bring back all we can for the Clan, won't we?" Dark eyes scour the crowd for Palefire and Laughblossom.

"Ready yourselves. We leave at once. The colder it is, the less chance we have of seeing any adders."

『 out of character. 』 ✧･ﾟ:* 『 about. 』
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  • Raccoon . Raccoonstripe, he/him w/ masculine terms.
    — "speech", thoughts, attack
    — 46 moons old, ages realistically on the 5th.
    — mentored by n/a ; mentoring Scarletpaw ; previously mentored Wildheart, Moonwhisper
    — thunderclan lead warrior. gray wolf x howlingstar, gen 2.
    — currently mated to Nightbird.
    — penned by Marquette.

    lh black tabby with white and dark brown eyes. charismatic, charming, calculating, ambitious, shallow, manipulative.

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the icy ground feels uncomfortable underpaw. leafhusk finds herself lifting her front paws if she's not busy doing something. she hates the cold snap, and the other day she slipped over a patch of frozen leaves and thank the stars no one saw her. her attention turns to roeflame, keeping her ears perked for any patrol assignments.

shadowclan. honestly, she'll take it— maybe the monsters will be out so she doesn't have to hear the weirdos accuse their clan mates of murder. "understood." she dips her head, wandering off to gather her patrol.

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Stormywing's ears flick as Roeflame's orders cut through the chilly morning air. The frost-laced camp glistens under the early light, sharp and bright, but it does little to thaw the tension coiling in her chest. It's not the assignments that worry her - it's the memory of her voice raised at Roeflame not long ago. Defending Thundergleam, no matter how justified it felt at the time, left a bitter aftertaste. Now, facing her friend and deputy, she wonders if the other tabby feels it too.

When her name is called, she shifts her weight, nodding sharply. Hunting patrol to Sunningrocks. Easy enough. Her eyes catch Roeflame's for a heartbeat, a flash of unspoken words she's not sure how to voice. Apology? Pride? A stubborn blend of both? Before the frost can cling too heavily to her paws, she turns to Fallowbite and Wildheart. "Sunningrocks. Let's move fast; prey's not going to wait for us," She calls firmly, as if nothing were amiss. "Coltpaw! Mottledpaw! Let's move!" It feels a bit awkward to patrol with her former apprentice, today…they haven't really spoken one on one since Skyclaw. She shakes it off though as she leads the way out of camp, the cold wind biting at her thin pelt.
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