Open Border TC RC all bark, some bite // [ThunderClan Border Patrol]

[Seafoambelly]

SEAFOAMBELLY

, 84 moons / THUNDERCLAN RANGER
A long-furred blue-gray she-cat with blue-green eyes.
Sister to URCHINSPINE
Solemn and distant. She doesn't talk much.
SPEECH || THOUGHTS
Tagging person here

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Finding a patrol of cats willing to accompany the self-imposed social pariah had proved easier than she thought. Seafoambelly wasn't used to the responsibility of leading a border patrol, but it was nice to have the company. They stuck to the ThunderClan side of the river for now - though ThunderClan had claim over a patch of the meadow of wildflowers, this time of year saw the lustrous blooms died back and not worth much cover for prey. Besides, they weren't here to hunt, they were here to scent.

The Ranger stepped closer to the riverside, sniffing the air for anything strange. The crisp, cold water held nothing for her nose, which was a relief. There'd been relative peace with the other Clan, and knowing that the border lines were so far intact was a good sign. She jerked her head downriver, indicating for her Clanmates to move along the water's edge. She followed, casting her eyes to and fro, keeping an eye out for danger.

Her gaze was drawn to the Twolegplace on their side of the water - Loonstar had mentioned keeping watch for anything strange there, so they'd circle back to the fences when things were secure here. Only... she spotted a shape moving amongst the grass, galloping away from Twolegplace.

Was that... a -

"DOG!" she shouted, rousing alarm to the rest of her patrol.

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Prompt for the Patrol: [ Your patrol glances along the RiverClan border when you notice a dog looming on the horizon by Twolegplace... it's loose? ]
Will our patrol run back to camp, potentially endangering the Clan if it gives chase? Hide amongst reeds and hope for the best? Cross the river and potentially the border into RiverClan? Face it head on?

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[brindlefeather's icon brindlefeather brindlefeather]

BRINDLEFEATHER ──

thunderclan | forager​

Brindlefeather trails alongside the patrol, his tail swishing with excitement. He knows that they would be nearing the small bit of wildflowers that appeared across their side of the border, and with the weather causing plants to wilt, he wants to see if he can salvage anything pretty before they were all gone. Sure, that means crossing the river and possibly getting ice-cold water all over his pelt, but it's worth it... he can't help but smile as he thinks of a certain cat he'd like to give the flowers to, or perhaps use to make something nice for. Of course, he knows this is still a border patrol, and he watches Seafoambelly attentively as the patrol slows to a brief stop. He's just opened his mouth, ready to offer to lead the way to cross the river, when he suddenly sees his Clanmate's fur stand on end as his eyes look toward Twolegplace.

"DOG!" she shouts, and Brindlefeather whips his head around to see the canine beast trotting ever-closer to the small group of cats. Fear fills his heart as he looks frantically around, his brain scrambling to find a solution to the impending danger.
"H... hide!! We have to hide!!" Brindlefeather skitters to the nearest bush, wriggling his way between the branches and curling up into a frightened ball of fluff. His ears are flattened and his tail wraps around his body, with his paws covering his eyes as if he believes the dog will go away if he can't see it. Unfortunately, the cover of the bushes isn't doing a whole lot to keep him hidden - even if the dog couldn't manage to see him, the stench of fear would certainly beckon it forward anyway...

maybe we'll turn it all around 'cuz it's not too late

it's never too late

• ooc: rolled an 8 to hide he's so dumb (affectionate)
• "speaking" | thinking | action