Event Sunningrocks Border BABY, I'M A LOWLIFE = [ thunderclan patrol ]

[THUNDERFLASH]

The walk had been relatively quiet. Him, an apprentice, and Magnoliapeak. He glances over his shoulder every now and again, watching out for any surrounding prey. It was always a good idea to return with either news or food, and hopefully this would be boring enough. He does not want any kind of encounter here. Paws drag him along to the large expanse of rock that had been found recently, ears perked forward for any noises. He presses onto the stones, stretching his body out for a moment. Ugh, if I was stuck with anyone else, I'd take a quick lounge. No, he's sure that the two that were with him would talk smack if he did.

"Right, well. We're here. Go ahead n' mark our border. And be civil, ain't no reason goin' n' starting fights." At least, as far as he was aware there was no reason to go starting fights. Thunderflash looks away, aware of the hypocritical statement. Yeah, he had been the one to leap at Shadowclan first, but that was in the past. Thunderflash shakes the information out of his mind, moving to mark the border against what little reeds he could reach without getting his paws wet.

_________ I'M LIVING LIKE A LANDMINE ☆ WAITING TO EXPLODE ! ______________

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  // this will count towards the site event with five posts on the thread!
  // @Magnoliapeak and @Rampaw but no need to wait!
  

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• THUNDERFLASH he/him, thunderclan storm guard, twenty-four moons.
  ☆ a sh/lh chocolate tabby with low white and stunning baby blue eyes. stands of average height with a 'mohawk' and spiky-shaped mane.
  ☆ mentored by who / mentoring no one
  ☆ whichever relations / want listed
  ☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ☆ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

 

[Frostmoth]

Frostmoth has found himself more and more on edge lately. A small number of clans have made themselves known to RiverClan in recent weeks. What had once been only neighboring territories- something to be wary about but not overly anxious- had swiftly doubled. Just the other day, a rigidly-mannered cat smelling of wildflowers and grass had come onto their territory and revealed the presence of a 'WindClan'. And 'ShadowClan' too had found themselves wandering around one of RiverClan's tributaries.

Still, Frostmoth tries to abstain from holding these other groups in contempt. He has never been a cat who has been so trusting of others, but he still thinks it unfair to assume outsiders want to cause immediate harm to himself and his clanmates. Fortunately enough for ThunderClan, Frostmoth thinks they may be the most pleasant among the clans he has encountered so far. Others have ranged from vaguely threatening to unremarkable.

Frostmoth is among a hunting patrol which finds itself nearing ThunderClan territory without much forethought. It isn't until they have come across the rocks between their territories that Frostmoth even realizes the presence of their neighbors in the form of a border patrol. Their faces are unfamiliar to him, but the bicolor wonders if that might have more to do with the fact that he doesn't particularly care to know anyone outside of RiverClan.

"ThunderClan" he calls across the rocks, keeping his distance so it doesn't seem like he's making some sort of ambush or call to arms "It's good to see you. I trust you all are doing well...?" Though he keeps himself formal, there is still a rigidity to Frostmoth's tone that prevents warmness from seeping in. A stilted, arms-length approach to diplomacy.

OH, MY GOD ★ MAKE ME IN YOUR IMAGE

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• ★ FROST — he/him, riverclan deputy, 17 moons
  — penned by carat, feel free to ping or dm for plots!
  — longhair black and white bicolor with blue eyes
  — peaceful powerplay ok! all interactions ok!
  
• penned by carat!