[alec]

ROOKFIRE
[ he/him | shadowclan warrior | early 20s ]
[ purrks ]

annoyed with what seemed like the overall public perception of him, rookfire more or less stomped out of camp. okay perhaps we shouldnt call it stomping but you could probably tell that he was mad and metaphorically dragged a slightly scared warrior behind. if six moons of work could be undone with the death of his useless traitor mentor like they had never happened, six moons of more work should yield some success, at least temporarily. rookfire wouldnt step down, wouldnt stop trying. he wasnt a quitter and stars above he wouldnt let anyone make him submit to their mousebrained judgement. a sharp glance behind to ensure he wasnt alone and already ticked off, roachflares mere presence irked him, curse the starsdamned buddy rule. the other mustve sensed his bad mood without much speech so he remained quiet, good.
really, they were lucky that being seen as lazy and useless didnt mean he'd show them what being lazy really looked like but instead pushed him to go above and beyond once more. herbs were off the table, borders had been checked this sunrise, rookfire would bring back enough prey to hold the clan over until the next patrol.

[ NOT RELATED TO THE OFFICIAL PATROL IN ANY CAPACITY ]