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Cicadapaw
| He/him | ThunderClan Apprentice (17/100) | @Starfall @Luna16 @Bob the Venomous Bird

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Cicadapaw trotted over to Burnedbark at his call, excited that he was going on his first hunting patrol. He'd get his first hunting lesson AND he'd get to spend time with his brother, Beetlepaw, at the same time. Two birds, one stone.

He wasn't the last to arrive this time, noticing that Burnedbark and Alpinemoon were the only ones gathered so far. "Hi there," he meowed, offering them both a smile. "Wait a minute, you look familiar," he directed at their patrol leader. "Hm..." he paused momentarily, trying to place the tom. "Oh, yeah! I've seen you with my sister, Butterflypaw, a few times. It seems you'll get to know two of her brothers today!" He was always happy to get to know any friends of his siblings.

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───── BLOSSOMCLAW ─────
Thunderclan | She/Her | Warrior | 22 Moons
PURRKS : Mind Reader

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Blossomclaw had just exited the elders den, the other mouse held slack in her jaws since it had not been taken, when her name was called, ears swiveling towards the sound to figure out why, before noticing all the groups already gathering around the clearing. Patrols, not the most fun, but a chance to stretch her legs, and her nose for that matter, after the dull, stale smell of the elders den. Note to self, replace the nests when she gets back.

Dropping the prey back into the pile, right on top so it would be eaten sooner rather than later and not be wasted, she turned to focus on the new task, recalling the other names she'd heard in junction with her's before scanning the clearing, briefly observing others who had already begun to gather, heading out in their own patrols. Though the chaos of the clearing distracted her momentarily, eventually her eyes found the blueish-grey coat of one of her patrol mates, Mallowswarm, if she recalled correctly.

Despite having no personal relationship with the molly, it was anybody's guess that she wasn't happy about being placed on yet another patrol. It wasn't a displaced discomfort, it seemed as though everyone was constantly out on patrols these days. Perhaps it was time she took on her own apprentice; increase their numbers in warriors and save everyone the headache.

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"Best if we move out now, I'd like to be back before sunrise,"

Not one for pleasantries when it came to getting tasks done, the formerly amused ring to her voice had shifted to a slightly more snipped tone, not necessarily aggressive but no invitation to chit chat either. Though she had left her two cents of a preference, unfortunately it was not her turn to lead this patrol, which, now that she recalled, what we're they doing anywho?

Yes, the fresh-kill pile had to be restocked, but it seemed all the other patrols had been filled with apprentices rather than trained warriors, and told to teach them how to hunt. The likelihood of a respectable haul returning to camp before sundown was low. Not to mention, not a single patrol had been assigned to the borders, and the sunkissed creek was no border. Though, she wouldn't be surprised to find the slimy Stu's of Riverclan attempting to raid their waters.

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" When life gives me lemons, I don't make lemonade, I use them to make you cry. "
LEMONS - Brye & Cavetown

[ @kittycatburmise @Seamrog @Desert Rain Frog ]
(We should probably move to the creek at the next post just to keep things moving!)