Border I need to learn to walk with these feet ✪ SKC patrol

This thread takes place at the border of the clan territory.

Dustystar Dustystar

Heir of Grief
WindClan
Leader
76
21
Freshkill
1,491
{$title} yayyyy patrols! WC cats are preselected, but any SKC cats are welcome to join!

✪ Align my Heart, my Body, my Mind​

indentThe wound at Dustystar's neck itches. It's begun to scab over, now, in the days since the attack. Though Starclan had undone her death, she'd been left to heal the wound on her own. The only cure for a wound like that is time.

indentShe's not so damaged, though, that she can't do her duties. Lazing about will only let down her clan, not to mention Peonypaw. Goldenroar's assignments hadn't escaped her notice, however. The most dangerous task, patrols that could run into Thunderclan or Riverclan, were left to less damaged cats. Dustystar does her best not to be hurt by it, but she can't help but feel a bit bitter. Does her Deputy not trust her?

indentJagged grey stones rise over the horizon. They've reached the gorge. She taps her tail against Peonypaw's shoulder, as a signal, before picking up the pace and running towards the rocky outcrop. It doesn't take long to reach it. As she near the edge, Dustystar slows, looking over her shoulder to check if her clanmates have kept up with her pace.

indentIn an instant, a wave of sound and motion erupt from the chasm behind her. Acting on instinct, she places herself between Peonypaw and the dark cloud.

Ahh! It's bats! They aren't actually dangerous, but it's pretty startling.

- @PEONYPAW @Sweetnose @Sparrowpaw @Tinytail @Petalpaw @Cloverpaw -​


Dustystar - 27 moons - Windclan Leader


 

This part of the territory was far from a familiar area to Cloverpaw, and the closer they got to the gorge, with its sharp drop-off and what seemed like unstable footing, the slower she moved. She wasn't sure she'd ever been this close to the SkyClan border, or even interacted with a cat from their neighboring clan. What kind of life did they live, surrounded by the trees she could just barely make out across the gorge?

She was interrupted in her thoughts by a large, dark mass appearing from - inside the gorge? She wasn't sure, but she took a few quick steps back, her tail all puffed up. Whatever creatures were flying upwards was letting out horrible, shrill noises that made her want to crawl out of her fur, or maybe look for a nearby tunnel entrance to hide. "What are those?" She'd never seen anything that looked like them before, or heard anything like them for that matter.
  • "speech" - thoughts

  • Cloverpaw she/her & windclan
    lh red lynx mink w/ white spotting
    11 moons
    Peaceful and healing powerplay permitted.
    Slight suppressed southern accent

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