September 8, 2019 at 8:25 pm #2877LuxParticipant
~ Smokewisp ~
“Mmph,” Smokewisp groaned, her stiffened muscles protesting. She shivered slightly as the cold morning air prickled her fur. The sun had risen, of course, although it was nearly impossible to tell. The dense forest blocked most of the early morning light. High above the forest floor, in the tallest pines, birds began to greet the early rays of dawn. Smokewisp grimaced with displeasure. She wasn’t a morning cat, and twittering birds were only part of the reason.
The patrol had much ground to cover. Today, they’d be walking the border along Thunderclan and Windclan. The previous day’s patrol was forced to return early, which meant the border-check was only half finished. It’d be a long walk.
She sighed, slacking her militant pace. She needed to slow down. She peered over her shoulder, amber eyes reflecting eerily in the dim lighting. ‘I’m glad no one was tardy,‘ She mused. ‘I hate tardiness, but I hate giving morning lectures more.‘ Despite punctuality, a certain weariness still hung over the group. Shadowclan cats were typically creatures of the night, preferring a much more nocturnal lifestyle compared to the other clans. She stifled a yawn as sleep dragged at her paws. She avoided dawn patrol whenever possible. But, something had roused her. She decided to accompany the dawn patrol, just to make herself useful. She didn’t quite understand why she awoke early but she’d figure it out later.September 8, 2019 at 10:00 pm #2878Hareflight [Mel]Participant
Two orange and blue orbs peered out from the medicine cat den, gleaming as they evaluated the camp’s center. As Smokewisp emerged, the medicine apprentice shook out her pelt and took a couple steps out into the open. As those on the dawn patrol slowly awoke, Harepaw took a few minutes to run her tongue over her patched fur, dislodging a couple leaves that had gotten wedged. In all honesty, she knew she looked like a mess. Her fur still stood up in odd places, but at least, she figured, she didn’t have herb leaves sticking out of her fur anymore. As she finished her quick grooming, her gaze caught on the medicine den, and her brows furrowed.
To say the least, things had been… Stressful, lately. Having come down with an unidentified disease, Saplingskies had secluded himself in the territory until he was better, leaving Harepaw to manage the medicine den herself. Luckily, he had taught her well and she had been able to manage everything with decent ease. While he was gone, however, Tawnypainter had vanished without a trace, causing further turmoil in the Clan. Now, Saplingskies had only just returned from his self-imposed quarantine, and Harepaw suspected he was having a difficult time coping with Tawnypainter’s disappearance.
On a regular basis, Harepaw was an anxious feline, and with the added stressors, she hadn’t slept well. This was what led the apprentice to join the dawn patrol, and although she didn’t particularly want to go, they needed goldenrod – which grew well on the WindClan moors – and Harepaw didn’t want to wake Saplingskies. He needed his rest, and she wouldn’t dare mess with that.
For now, there was only the actual patrol to deal with, which to a regular cat probably wouldn’t be too big of a deal. However, as Harepaw approached Smokewisp, she found herself getting more and more intimidated by the she-cat, and by the time she stood beside her, Harepaw’s figure had shrunk. Clearing her throat, her gaze flickered over to Smokewisp. “Goo-Um- Good morning. Smokewisp.” Her words were choppy and shaky, but a small smile graced her maw as she glanced up at the other.September 8, 2019 at 10:44 pm #2879PeachParticipant
An odd odor wafted into the clearing as the young apprentice made himself present to the other felines of Shadowclan, his large paws beating the earth beneath him as he proudly pranced towards his mentor, “Mornin’ Smokewisp!” Skunkpaw voice boomed, making himself known, if his scent hadn’t already. His large dense mostly black pelt was unkempt, though the white that inhabited his muzzle down his chest to his front paws were completely cleaned and neatly groomed, his large body and fluffy pelt took up too much time to finish, At least I tried mentally shrugging he continued on to greeting the other patrollers with a simple head dip.
The sight of the nerves wreck known as Harepaw caused a small chuckle to escape his muzzle, being a frequent visitor of the Saplingskies he knew of the bi eye colored anxiety ball pretty well. Skunkpaw couldn’t help but let his mischievous side slip as he intentionally shoulder bumped the calico apprentice, “Hiya Harepaw!!” flashing a smile towards the she cat. Skunkpaw mother often feared and worried about the Tom cats health as no matter how many times he was cleaned the feline always still had an odd odor that followed him, spending most of the time in the medicine cats den to figure out the’ problem’ Skunkpaw became quite close to Saplingskies and often tried to make friends with Harepaw, even if he failed most of the time.September 9, 2019 at 5:00 pm #2889FinchParticipant
Having woken up at the start of the night, Finchtail was alert before the other members of the dawn patrol seemed to have gotten up. Likely resting first, he thought to himself, spotting the familiar figures emerging from various dens across the camp and flocking to Smokewsip. Rising from his crouch by the entrance, he waited silently until Smokewisp approached with the group, not caring to join in on the pre-route bantering. Never a cheerful warrior to begin with, the disturbances as of late had worsened his mood considerably.
At least there was the small consolation that Smokewisp was taking her new duties as deputy seriously– Finchtail had been pleased to hear that she would be succeeding Tawnypainter’s position, despite the distress of the situation in the first place. The grey and white molly was certainly capable and seemed more than organized enough for the position, if previously a little aloof.
Forced to listen in on Skunk’s conversation, the black tom’s brow rose in surprise to see that the medicine apprentice would be joining their patrol. It seemed unlikely that Harepaw was simply up at this hour for company, however, so he placed his bets on there being a need to restock some herb or another.September 9, 2019 at 6:28 pm #2892SoliloquySilverParticipant
A dark red tom appeared from the warrior’s den, tail flicking slowly from side to side. At first it appeared to be Hollowflame, but upon closer inspection, it was only his son, Snappingfox. It was time for his first dawn patrol as a warrior, and he was very ready for it. He stretched, yawned, gave his pelt a firm shake, then made his way over to the rest of the patrol, head and tail held high.
“Morning everyone,” He rumbled, dipping his head to Smokewisp and Finchtail and flicking his ear in acknowledgement to the apprentices. “Harepaw, Skunkpaw.” He greeted the medicine apprentice and the odd smelling apprentice he used to share a den with. He sat, curled his tail neatly around his paws, and waited for instructions. “Will anyone else be joining us?” He wondered out loud, taking a glance around camp before turning his gaze back to the new deputy. He hoped They would be leaving soon, because the sooner they left, the sooner they would be done, and the sooner he would be able to sneak away to see Ash. Since their reunion, he had been going to visit the kittypet a lot. She was all he seemed to think about lately.
He shook his head, bringing his attention back to the patrol. Being obviously distracted wouldn’t look good on him. Now that he was a warrior, he was sure everyone was comparing him to his mother and father, both well-respected warriors. He knew that plenty of cats weren’t fond of him due to his reputation as a rude, volatile tom, but he didn’t really care. It wasn’t his job to impress his clanmates with his personality, his job was to hunt and fight for the clan, both of which he was more than capable of. That’s all that mattered to him.September 9, 2019 at 8:01 pm #2894LuxParticipant
“Good morning,” Smokewisp murmured softly, turning back towards the tunnel opening. Her amber gaze rested upon Harepaw for a moment. ‘She must be here to gather herbs,’ she mused. She hadn’t expected the young medicine apprentice to join them. But, she’d welcome her company. After all, this wouldn’t be a dangerous patrol. Just a long one.
Skunkpaw arrived next, chipper as always. Her ears twitched in amusement as his raucous greeting echoed through the tunnels. She gave him a quick tail-flick, a silent greeting. ‘We need another training session, soon.’ She’d speak with him later, perhaps after the patrol. She noticed how the young tom quickly attached to Harepaw. She turned away, suppressing a smirk as she awaited the rest of the patrol.
A few moments later, Finchtail and Snappingfox arrived. The former was a senior warrior. Given the youthfulness of the group she welcomed his experience. She dipped her head respectfully to both. “Everyone is present. In fact, each of you arrived on time. Well done. Now, let’s get to work.” The smokey she-cat spun, taking the lead as they left the tunnels behind and ventured towards the Thunderclan border.
The forest was pleasantly quiet, and she felt herself relax as they padded along. She’d always enjoyed patrols. In fact, she preferred spending her time outside the camp, rather than within. Her gaze rested upon Snappingfox. He seemed almost restless. Perhaps he wasn’t accustomed to his new warrior name. She slacked her pace, drawing near. “So tell me,” she mewed softly to the red tom. “How does it feel, being a warrior now?” She paused for a moment, recounting her own ceremony. Snappingfox reminded her of when she was younger, due to his stoicism and bluntness. “Are you satisfied?” she asked, lowering her voice.September 9, 2019 at 8:26 pm #2897Hareflight [Mel]Participant
Harepaw turned to greet Skunkpaw, however as his shoulder bumped into her, she nearly lost her balance, her eyes widening in alarm. Her wide gaze slowly moved to fix onto the other apprentice and she exhaled softly, returning his smile. “H-Hi, Skunkpaw. Good to see you.” Her words were mumbled and she glanced down at her paws, taking a deep breath as she tried to regain the slight amount of composure she possessed.
After this, Finchtail emerged, and – unsure of what to say to the senior warrior – Harepaw simply locked eyes with him and dipped her head, an awkward smile splitting her maw. It was after this that the final party of their patrol emerged from the warrior’s den – Snappingfox. Harepaw perked up slightly, her gaze fixing on the tom. It hadn’t been that long ago that he had been in the medicine den for a sprained paw, but he had healed well and now had his warrior name. Strangely enough, Harepaw felt proud of him, even if they hadn’t bonded that much during his time in the medicine den. “Good morning Sna-Snap-… Snappingfox.” The calico molly flashed a smile his way, though the voice of Smokewisp drew her attention.
As the deputy turned to leave, Harepaw slowed to the back of the group, matching her pace with Skunkpaw’s. She glanced over at him, though her gaze seemed to fix just to the left or right of his eyes, never directly on them. “How have things, um… Been with you? Is it weird in the apprentice’s den with- without Snappingfox?” It was common knowledge that early on in her apprenticeship, Harepaw had often snuck into the apprentice’s den during the night to sleep with her brothers, Badgerpaw and Raccoonpaw. As a result, despite her status as a medicine cat apprentice, she was quite familiar with the other apprentices.
September 9, 2019 at 9:20 pm #2903PeachParticipant
- This reply was modified 6 months, 3 weeks ago by Hareflight [Mel].
his expression brightened even more as he realized one of his ‘good buddies’ would be joining the patrol. “Snappingpa— I mean Snappingfox, so cool that you’re going to be going with us. The three of us together again.” His goofy, over-expressive way of talking greeting the somewhat grumpy tom cat. There was often tension in the apprentices den, Skunkpaw tried to make use of his friendly personality to attempt to defuse arguments before they escalated. As the patrol headed out the hefty tom took his position as the rear, both to conserve energy and put simply he wasn’t as fast as his comrades. Harepaws presences along side him definitely help the usually lonely caboose a smile creeping onto his white muzzle as she actually approached him with conversation first. “It is very odd not having Snappingfox in there anymore, though there isn’t as much tension now.” He chuckled, knowing that Snappingfox probably heard his comment. “Oh and the best part is, I have so much more room to roll around in now.”September 10, 2019 at 12:07 am #2907FinchParticipant
Dipping his head respectfully to Smokewisp and acknowledging his other clanmates with a flick of his tail, he turned to follow the deputy out of camp. Walking alone between the two chattering groups, he did his best to block their conversations in favour of listening to the noises of the forest surrounding them. The ground was damp with morning dew under his paws, but before long he knew that the frosts would be back and the clan would once again work it’s way through another winter.
The turning point between years never properly worried the tom. The clans had lived countless generations; enough to fill Silverpelt with ancestors. It didn’t ever occur to him that their might come a time the clan didn’t survive to see green-leaf. But ah, here he was getting ahead of himself. leaf-fall had barely begun; prey was abundant now and less careful as they began to stock up for their hibernation. Even on a noisy patrol not meant to catch prey, he could clearly sense the movements around them in the leaves and bushes.
A small assurance lifted his spirits to be reminded that at least some things were well and good in the world. At least for others– the apprentices, maybe, who were unaware of all the suffering they’d have to experience on top of anything they had already encountered.
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