indentttIt's cold enough, now, that Mothbite can see the warm air leave his mouth as he speaks. "Alright, get over here." Everyone is working hard, anticipating the bitter Leafbare, and the hunger pangs they expect it to bring. With Wolfpack so busy organizing hunting patrols, the matters of Shadowclan's borders falls to the rest of the council. Today, the task goes to the Night Guard's least experienced member. Mothbite stands on a small stone to address the gathered cats. He won't dare to stand on the branches where Sablestar gives his announcements, but he needs a little extra height, if he wants to look over the crowd at all.
indenttt"Wolfpack said I'm in charge of border patrols, today." He mews. It's less of a brag about his position, and more of a plea for the other cats to listen to him. After so many moons as Night Guard, Mothbite still isn't quite used to having authority. Still, he keeps his chin up, and puffs out his chest a little. These cats might not respect him, but they probly respect Wolfpack. He's hoping it's enough to get everyone following directions.
indenttt "Thunderclan border is probably the most important." It's the only direct neighbor they have any tension with, as far as Mothbite is concerned. "Needledrift, lead a group to check over there. We don't need any stinking forest cats crossing over to steal our stuff." Not that there's much he can imagine they'd want to steal. They've probably got all the mice in the world to eat, over there. There's no need for them to stoop to eating frogs and skinks.
indenttt"Windclan border's next. Things were, uh, pretty sticky, last time I went." Aside from the foul Twoleg gunk, there was all the mud and branches washed onto the Thunderpath by the storms. "Marbleshine, you should go check that out." Mothbite trusted her enough to know that she wouldn't start trouble with their supposed allies. "Careful crossing the Thunderpath. That place is nasty."
indenttt"Someone's gotta go to Fourtrees too, I guess." Man, just the thought of going back to that place makes his fur stand on end. Good thing he's handing out patrols, not going on them. "Snakefang, can you handle that? Don't go alone, obviously." Was there anyone in this clan who didn't have terrible memories there? Mothbite's mind draws a blank, so he blurts out names at random "Take Stoatstream and Mirepurr, alright? Have fun."
indenttt"This last patrol is gonna be the longst, I think. Somebody needs to check the far border, the one that doesn't border another clan. Look on the bright side, though!" He flashes his fangs in a toothy smile. "That means that border is pretty much uncontested. Nobody's gonna scold you if you cross over, heh." Mothbite is almost jealous. It's not often he gets to leave the marsh - he wonders what sort of prey lives in the land beyond that border.
indenttt"Okay, that's it." Mothbite stands up, stretching dramatically. There's other things he was supposed to do today, he's sure of it. Maybe something with Monsterpaw? "Move out, I got stuff to do here."
THUNDERCLAN - @Needledrift @viperhowl @bluegale @Belladonnadance @Crowpaw
WINDCLAN - @Marbleshine @Snowdropheart @Frogheart
FOURTREES - @Snakefang @Stoatstream @MIREPURR @moonflowerpaw
FAR BORDER - @Sealdawn @Hollowmist @ECHOSTEP @Blightpaw
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