Frostmoth's days are simple. He enjoys routine, and further enjoys that he is able to choose his own routine. Dawn patrols go out early enough to get borders inspected and some hunting done. They are the sort that he always elects to lead or come along on. He doesn't use it as an excuse to slack off the rest of the day, but one would be lying if they said he didn't enjoy the midday lull either.
The morning goes by as usual. Borders are checked with very little to report, and prey comes back in. Frostmoth finds himself briefly wondering if they will have to worry about prey in the coming months. He is young enough to only remember one bareleaf on the ocean. He hasn't spent a winter hunting and living by the river yet. An optimistic part of him wants to believe their prey will be drawn towards the sun-warmed surface. Does moving water suffer at the hand of his namesake too?
Frostmoth's eyes lay quietly on a fat trout fished by a late patrol from last night. He's never been the sort to pluck the freshest prey off the pile for himself. It feels wrong. Like he doesn't deserve it more than his clanmates. His tail flicks as he picks it up and moves to a secluded, shady corner of camp. He moves rather unceremoniously, trying to pick his way through the scales of the fish in order to reach the tender meat underneath.
It's a meticulous process, but he gets through it nonetheless. He realizes- though he might never admit or say it aloud- why cats like Fishtongue enjoy eels over scalier prey. As he enjoys his meal slowly (his appetite never fully returned after the gathering), Frostmoth's eyes wander over the scales that are littered across the camp ground. He reaches a white-tipped paw forward and drags through them before turning over and holding them to the sky. They glitter nicely. A rainbow of white, green, and red. Someone who is more creative than him could likely find more use for this, but Frostmoth finds that he just likes to look at them.
- "SPEECH"
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★ FROST — he/him, riverclan deputy, 21 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!