[ driftbreeze - riverclan warrior]

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After waiting for such a extended period of time, the pelts of her clanmates ruffling her own as they passed, the lilac warrior was awaiting the deputy’s next call with eager impatience. Good StarClan, did it truly take so long to organize such simple patrols? At the very least it would be a commendable idea to make the throng of cats surrounding Splashleap sit down instead of incessantly moving all the time; truly, the deputy could barely be expected to pick out the coats when she finally made her picks. That was the she-cat’s own doing, though, letting the crowd be so unorganized.
Driftbreeze herself, despite her disdain for the constant shuffling, found herself edging closer forwards after a few moments; not at a call, no, the tall she-cat could have heard fine from her previous position anyways, but out of morbid curiosity. All she had heard was the noticeable tone of the deputy’s voice, quiet yet sharp, with the implication that there was some sort of drama happening; that easily piqued the warrior’s curiosity. Narrowing her light eyes as she shouldered through the cats, a wave of satisfaction rolled over the lilac she-cat as she caught the last words uttered between Starlingflight and the now sheepish looking Splashleap. Driftbreeze would have to ask someone else fill her in on what started that, but despite having no issues with the deputy she found it interesting to see her bitten back to like this. Splashleap seemed like the type to take it laying down, the warrior couldn’t blame Starlingflight for pouncing on that.
Filing away the little piece of conflict in her mind for later, the molly sat and angled her ears as the patrols began to be announced… and flicked her tail in annoyance once the deputy bounded away, finding it quite rude to be thrown in with the likes of the kits and tactless warriors as ‘others’. Perhaps Splashleap was due to have another problem warrior on her hands.
Doing nothing to hide her indignant look, Driftbreeze stalked along with the rest of the group, sticking herself near the front, yet away from any cats whose pelts she didn’t want at all near her own.

[ rapidwhisker - riverclan warrior ]

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The only moment of note to the thick-furred warrior was the momentary tension between the deputy and what looked to be a few clanmates talking to her directly; Rapidwhisker was far enough off to only catch a dull hum rather than words, not enough to make out who was involved, let alone pick up on what was said. She didn’t need to, however, a little more content knowing she wouldn’t have someone else’s business rattling in her mind for the next moon; though the plethora of heads that seemed to turn to catch the bickering closer up gave her some choice opinions on the drama leeches in question.
Lifting a paw to draw it roughly over her face, the she-cat discarded any of that train of thought- if Splashleap’s debate was none of her business, neither were any of the cats who thought it was theirs, no matter how off-putting she found it.
A gentle murr escaped her mouth as the groups were finally called, the brown cat looking up suddenly with a cheek rubbed the wrong way, angling her ears in the hopes to hear as much as she could; thankfully she didn’t need to be close enough to hear a simple conversation to hear a clearing-wide call. Once the deputy finished giving her orders, Rapidwhisker was nothing but excited to get out of camp and do something a little new, glad the wait was over. Hanging back in spite of that, she resolved to let the named cats sort themselves out before proceeding, worrying about how easily she could get in the mix and muddle things up while also simply not being at all a fan of crowds, the she-cat finished slicking her fur back by the time she found it agreeable to stand up and plod after the rest of the clan, slowly trickling out on the trek to the beaches.