Another patrol already?
Plus, another one with Salamanderpaw.
He doesn't have a problem with her, he promises, she's just really energetic compared to himself.
He thinks he's starting to get use to her energy, though.
Maybe.
One day.
Anyway, Nightweb(he thinks since that's the only name he didn't call out) is already waiting on them, so Beaverpaw makes his way over. "Uh, hi, I'm Beaverpaw."
Who knows if he actually needs to intoduce himself, but he will, just in case.
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Ah, he'd been tacked on as the last cat for the ThunderClan patrol. Perhaps the deputy had (rightly) assumed that an extra bit of muscle might be needed for their currently-most-hostile neighbors in case anything were to happen. That's what Stagheart was good at, after all (in his own mind); fightin' 'n killin', not much else. He flicked his tail in acknowledgement, peering to find Sunsetgleam through the crowd and padding up to them. It'd been mostly herb/hunting patrols as of late, so he didn't mind the change of pace.
Once he'd find his patrol leader, he'd give a nod of greeting; Sunsetgleam had always struck him as a reliable warrior, not one to stir up trouble — one that simply took orders and executed them, at least from what he'd seen. That always bumped up a cat in his book (whatever a book was). Then he'd sit and wait for his other two patrolmates... Mudhaze and Whisperingpaw, eh? An interesting mix of cats, to be sure. But hopefully the rather, um... boisterous warrior wouldn't be in such a particular mood today. Especially not to scare young Whisperingpaw.
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Patrol already. Alright. That was perfectly fine by Wrenseeker, though, she would have preferred a hunting patrol as opposed to a border patrol. Did Sunheart think her unable to hunt or something? She wants to snarl in his direction that she's perfectly capable, actually, and if this was some sick punishment, she does not appreciate it, but Wrenseeker holds her tongue. Instead, sitting with a yawn while she waits for the rest of the patrol to gather up.
Primroseadder nodded to Sunheart and called out for her patrolmates. "Songwave, Duskleaf, 'n Riftpaw! C'mon over so we can get goin'. It's cold 'n I don't want ta be out for too long."
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"Hey Beaverpaw," the warrior says with a dip of his head towards the apprentince. "We will wait a bit longer. If the others don't show up, it will just be me and you," Nightweb says he eyes flickering around once again.
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Whisperingpaw's ears perked up when she heard her name. She looked up from grooming to see patrols were being sent out, and she was assigned to one! Her first patrol! The young, long-furred cat bounded over to Stagheart, waiting for their other patrolmates to arrive, dipping her head in a silent and respectful greeting to Sunsetgleam and Stagheart. As excited as she was, she was also a little nervous. She hadn't been given a tour of the territory yet, and it made her anxious that her first time for anything that might resemble training would be a trip to the ThunderClan border, she'd heard they weren't too happy with RiverClan right now. But...with a patrol of this size we should be okay! Plus, if anything did happen she had some first aid knowledge from Berryshine! So that was something!
Primroseadder nodded to Sunheart and called out for her patrolmates. "Songwave, Duskleaf, 'n Riftpaw! C'mon over so we can get goin'. It's cold 'n I don't want ta be out for too long."
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Riftpaw approached at Sunheart's call, sticking a tongue out at the deputy in attempt to be playful before turning to Primroseadder. He didn't mind being on a patrol with the she-cat. She had taught him combat and he thought she was nice.
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her ears perked at the sound of her name. a border patrol. the rat border too. painting her normal joyful facade on her face, she padded over "heya!" she smiled, maybe she could hear birds while they were out?
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Patrol time again. She has a solo peptalk about not rushing ahead anymore...remains to be seen if any of it stuck.
"Beaverpaw!" No pouncing this time, but she does scramble over to try and catch his shoulder with one of those slightly-too-rough headbutts she likes throwing around. "Us again? It's a sign. I fear you might be like, my actual destined, sworn, right-paw cat." She sucks her teeth, looking him over, then whips her tail impatiently. "Soooo, get your chest out and your chin up or something! Hup! Come on!"
She puffs up like a preening rooster, expecting him to follow her lead, then flashes a quick grin to their other patrolmates. "Crud, I'm last. Whoopsies. I'm ready, Nightweb!"