
September 18th, 2022, 08:24 PM
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Still staring nervously
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Join Date: Oct 2019
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Re: RiverClan Streamstone
This certainly was bothersome. It seemed RiverClan just couldn't catch a break, going from one chaotic situation to another, causing problems left and right. These outsiders had become a real issue. He didn't pay much of any mind to them normally, but now... Well, his recent irritation with them said enough. He really ought to go by Pikestar's den soon to pitch that reinforcement idea to him (and maybe kitty timeout in the nursery too, chucking all the kits and irresponsible warriors inside a hole there).
His main focus was on listening to the meeting for once - head dipping upon the names of the kits who passed on - and specifically noting Pikestar's orders. Nursery guards, camp guards, Fawnpaw guards (that one, in his opinion, should've been instated from the first time she got in trouble), search patrols as well. He swept his gaze across the clan. Whatever happened, even he felt uneasy not doing anything. He'd have to hope he would either be put on one of those patrols or set to guard camp - kittens weren't exactly his forte, bad match. Tail giving a tap, the tom's ear flickered when a warrior spoke up, Ottersomething? When did he come back? He hadn't seen the warrior much, but turns out he existed. Catching the main points of what he said, the shield found himself giving a slight but curt nod in Otterfluff's direction, agreeing with what he had to say (right, that was his name).
Quite frankly the shield could have some things to say other than his silent agreement, but instead prompted to keep his maw shut for now and possibly address Pikestar about it later. Mainly, because commotion descended into chaos, as it always did, and the shield did not want to have to repeat themselves, nor was it the time. He caught some voices here and there speaking up, volunteering to go along already. He wasn't quite sure whether the leader was looking for volunteers or had already decided on who would go, but nothing harmed throwing in his own three.
"So do I."
Is all he said. Gingerfrost didn't bother speaking up much, it was far too tiring and the whole clan didn't need to hear. It was more in his gaze as he looked to the RiverClan leader that he said exactly said, silent but present as he felt the need to not be 'useless'. Where was that coming from? He never bothered to care about much of anything, but situations like these always had him wanting to take part, if anything so he could know at least one part was done right. That's what he told himself, at least.
[ @birdie - for the brief Otterfluff mention, I love Otter's name :0 ]
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