Open Camp AWAY, IN A MANGER; ☼ ] patrols 12/25 [

This thread takes place inside the clan's camp.
He is silent.

Aqua eyes are narrowed, staring down from his slight elevation. They spit accusations at one another, at him, at Dustystar- Hollowmumble is wailing in disagreement- others are panicking. He remains silent, as Dustystar takes his flank and tries to reign in the crowd. He notices small things that happen in the writhing mass of bodies that have collected themselves at his paws. Merrystalk approaches, then suffocate on seemingly nothing and flees. Roostertuft's flank taken by Nutmegpurr.

The multiple figures moving forward to try and quiet Hollowmumble. Weaselchirp's own doubt. Honeyflower is in the inbetween, he notices, aqua eyes settling on the caretaker-Gale Guard briefly before swinging towards Talonpaw. The vitriol spat in their- him, his leader's- defense does not go unnoticed. The fear scent is suffocating. There are individual figures that are silent or give their agreement. Gorsehowl seems alright. Ripplemist doesn't disagree, but he's on edge. Wrenwhisker is silent, but he isn't surprised in his friend there. Sanctity, the strange being she is, gives her support in sharper words.

Goldenroar rises. His shoulders set forward, ears perked forward and eyes withholding any emotion. His brother fleeing. Jaypaw's worry, which would likely cause ache on Sunnyspring's heart. They matter most, right now.

The golden mouthpiece speaks, his voice clear, booming. Larger then life. "Nobody is dying or getting hurt. Not on my watch." He calls. "My flank will be yours. Your shield, if Skyclan appears." Words are nothing, you fool. You're going to tarnish yourself, allow scars on your body, just so that they may live? His thoughts whisper, traitorous, snake-like. There's a burning desire of protection to give his life, but he doesn't think those words are right, either. "It is as Dustystar says. Stay back if you wish. The rest of us will be going." Where Dustystar silences herself, turns to step away, he remains.

Silent, watching, waiting. Any other sharp words or digs would be directed at him and him alone, that he was sure of.

In an aside manner, his aqua eyes search the crowd for Sunnyspring, and if he was given any time of day, his head would subtly tilt towards where Merryspring ran off too. Go get him, please. He needs one of us, and it shouldn't be me.

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    a lh golden red marbled tabby with low white and glimmering aqua eyes. often seen with a smirk, confidence oozing from him in heaps, but always the ever-helpful guy.
    mentored by no one / mentoring dandelionpaw
    older brother to merrystalk and sunnyspring
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Silentstep, 36 moons || Windclan || Tunneler

A fawn tabby with brown and white speckles.

She has a friendly demeanor, yet overshadowed with oddity.

Tagging - @Hollowmumble @SANCTITY



Watching the clan cats suddenly come forth to Hollowmumble, that few appears to be close friends arrived to try and assure her. Had left the tabby saddened at the sight, seeing how their harmony was unfortunately silenced with countering opinions from the others

" Hollowmumble..." It was all Silentstep could say, before her sentence had turned into a mumble. Watching her fled from the spotlight, and disappear into the crowd of clan members. She took a step forward, raising a paw, in attempt to follow...
... It's, best to leave her alone... For now.
Maybe she could try to find Hollowmumble a little later, when everyone had settled down.

... Within a flick, capturing the song from Sanctity through her ears. Had Silentsteps eyes suddenly snap over at them. Bits of fur slowly raised to let the other know she didn't like the statement that spilled from their mouth.
Her muzzle soon coiled back with slight ripples forming... And just, stared. With a glare toward the cat who dared to speak with such riddled tongue...

Something, Something inside her chest had twisted from disgust upon hearing those words...
" ..... "
All of these cats... Well, most, are just outright ridiculous.
Any other conversation being done by anyone else was now promptly blurred within her mind.

Within a quick lash of her tail, the she-cat pulls her head away, and now began to head toward the direction of the entrance to Windclan.

" I'm... I'm going to go hunt. "

With that, she went off. Leaving the camp to go and hopefully clear her mind from this utter nonsense of chaos.
Silentstep has left to go hunt! Or... To clear her mind?


 
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