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-Cornpuff- Male, 48 Moons SHADOWCLAN - Warrior A yellow-eyed, white and cream-point tom. Apprentice(s): Cinderpaw "I could have sworn I heard something about WindClan and minks at the last gathering..." Cornpuff looked to the sky, as if he could find his memories there. Shrugging he padded next to the patrol leader. "Might as well mention it I'spose once we're back." |
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Palepaw shook her head at Darkfall's question. "Nope! But Batflight showed me the borders and how to mark them... haven't been on a patrol before though!" She copied Dark's motions and marked some spots in the border, leaving others free for her patrolmates. Her ears were pricked as she listened to Freckly's and huge-enforcer's conversation. Gosh, he was bigger than any big cats she had seen so far!! |
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Darkfall Shadow Fiend: Inactive | Beefed Up (T3) | Ultimate Predator: Inactive | Hulk SMASH! [Inactive] ___________
[ @ellie Okay okay, let’s get this done :skull:] |
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Midnightpaw Shadowclan She/her 90/100 Midnightpaw followed Deadstone to the border, straying a tad bit closer to Fallenmoon rather than the aforementioned warrior. This patrol was really quiet. Even though she wasn’t the most talkative cat herself, this patrol was awkwardly quiet. She couldn’t blame Fallenmoon, though, from what she could pick up it seemed that he could not hear, and Deadstone… Maybe Deadstone just wasn’t one for conversation. With a sigh, she padded a bit closer to the border, but she made sure that she kept to their side before she began brushing her pelt up against the trees there, making sure to renew their scent markers efficiently. [ @SeonghwasBunnyEars - Fallenmoon, @Zei - Deadstone ] |
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~ WOLFFANG OF WINDCLAN ~
AMAB | HE/HIM | BEEFED UP TIER 1 Large, muscular, dappled gray tom with amber eyes and light cream-gray fluff covering the front of his neck and chest. Wolffang hated the ShadowClan border. The beautiful, lush green grass of his moorland home faded into a desolate sludge. What sprouts remained looked withered, the dark brown muck sucking out their life and leaving pale brownish husks behind. The entire place reeked of rot. Willow trees loomed from the shade, their gnarled branches stretching out like claws intent on dragging their victims into the abyss. They bled light green leaves instead of crimson liquid, casting long shadows across the land, swallowing it in darkness. Wind whistled between the trees and chilled his fur. It sounded like the cries of the dead, the desperate wails of all the innocent lives that had fallen to these honorless beasts. Wolffang had to close his eyes against a sudden wave of grief and rage that crashed into him, harder than the roaring river. His claws shot out of their sheaths and dug into the damp grass. This place held too many memories. Too many terrors. Too many losses. The WindClan warrior took a deep breath. The scents that slid into his lungs made his stomach roil, but the action calmed him. Coming back here after so long - being reminded of all the pain ShadowClan had caused WindClan - made him hate the idea of allying with ShadowClan even more. He hated it with a passion. And yet... and yet this reminded him, too, that the alliance was a debt repaid. A debt for everything they had done. A debt that would never be fulfilled, not truly, but still. Besides... Twilightstar, the cat who had suffered the most at Dawnstar's paws, had condoned it. Wolffang couldn't ignore that. I'll fight side-by-side with the flea-pelts if she says so. She knows better than any of us, and my main loyalty is to my leader and my Clan. He respected Twilightstar more than he could say. And Dawnstar had saved his life when the minks attacked. True proof that she was willing to actually be an ally. Though he was still humiliated whenever he thought of it. And it was confusing, too. She had no respect for WindClan lives. Why now? Is it just because we have a common enemy in RiverClan? But then why help with the minks? Did she know it would get us to the fighting faster? Or did she just want to spill more blood after she decided she was done with us? All questions that, unfortunately, couldn't be answered now. Wolffang glanced over his shoulder to the other cats on his patrol. He didn't know Vinepaw well, but he seemed well-mannered thus far. Littleshock seemed to like him, too. He felt a familiar tingle of displeasure whenever he looked at the small orange-and-white tabby. He wasn't fond of being stuck on a patrol with her, with her pointless cruelty and vile lies. It reminded him of Dawnstar... but that was a little too mean. I wouldn't compare anyone in WindClan to her. Not even Leechscar. "Vinepaw, stay close to us," he ordered the black-and-white apprentice. "Do you know how to mark a border?" Memories of Fernrise rose to the surface, stirring up grief and concern. Would every ShadowClan cat adhere to their leader's words? Would they spare an apprentice when they'd had no interest in doing so before? Wolffang wasn't going to take any chances. "Remember," he continued, "we are not to attack any ShadowClan cats unless they attack us. With claws, not words. Got it?" No sooner had the words left his mouth than a strange rumbling came from the forest. The dappled gray fur along Wolffang's spine bristled. His first instinct was to look up at the sky, swamped in gray clouds. Was there a storm? No... the rumble wasn't coming from above. A loud crack and crash reached his hearing receptors. With a hiss, Wolffang turned his attention to the forest and squinted. He couldn't see anything. The forest stretched on normally into the distance, undisturbed. But something was definitely going on. The rumbling was coming from the forest, deeper in the pines where he couldn't see, along with those odd cracking and crashing noises. "Do you hear that?" he asked the others, though he was sure of their answer. @Poprock @Tallstar |
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Vinepaw was extremely excited to go on his first border patrol he hadn’t know ethier of the cats well but he wanted to show them he wasn’t a scaredy cat (pun intended) he followed Wolffang and Littleshock closely obeying what Wolffang had said he didn’t want to run into the shadow clan warriors alone so he figured he better stay close when Wolffang asked vinepaw if he knew how to mark borders he thought so but he could always use a refresher “Could one of you show me how to mark?…This is my first border patrol and Dustbunny hasn’t had the chance yet to show me” he scuffed the ground slightly embarrassed he wanted to make a good impression so that he could go out of camp more ever since the raptors had taken over he had been stuck in camp unless it was time for training he liked littleshock she was playful with him and he thought she was cool she was pretty laid back although he could sense the unspoken tension between Wolffang and littleshock that he didn’t want to interfere with whatever was going on between them. He was brought from his thoughts when he heard noises loud noises at that “Yeah I heard that what do you think it is he asks shakily @Poprock @TheNyanCatMinecart |
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Midnightpaw Shadowclan She/her 93/100 Midnightpaw blinked owlishly at Fallenmoon as he tapped on her shoulder, stepping close to the border to knead at the ground below with her forepaws. “It should be okay, our scents usually mingle at the border… Right?” She asked Fallenmoon, speaking slowly and carefully in hopes of the aforementioned warrior understanding what she was saying. “Let’s hurry up this patrol, we should be getting back soon..” She pointed out before she dashed ahead to mark up the border up their side of the border ahead. [ @SeonghwasBunnyEars - Fallenmoon, @Ragwort - Deadstone ] |
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