This thread takes place outside the clan's camp in its territory.

juniperstar

don't tell me you're not the same person
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she pauses with a heavy sigh, an exhale denoting exhaustion. the effort involved in leaving camp grows more strenuous- as if the tiny incline to leave the dip between clefts grew steeper with every passing day. exasperation lies in the crease of a frown, blinking from the camp below to look towards her small group with a light, exasperated laugh. "Must be the cold making my muscles stiff," she explains, lifting her paw to wave it in dismissal of her perceived struggle. it would be fine... there was surely still some time left before she'd be dragged by her scruff back into the camp to laze around for a few months-

the image of Serpentberry fastening her teeth into the nape of her neck is enough to send a shudder down her spine... "Actually..." she pauses with a decisive hum, recalling a silver-tongued urging to rest where it is due. maybe Monstergrowl had a point... "I'm going to leave this to you- I was going to accompany you but I've remembered something else I've got to get done." it is certainly not because the added weight of her pregnancy has reached his tipping point towards being a burden. "We'll need to establish some sort of border at some point- figure out what's reasonable for us to defend and keep secure. Divide up amongst yourselves, pick a direction and... explore I guess." it lacks structure or organization, gives them little guidance on what they should be looking for... an entire departure from her hovering involvement up to this point.

"Don't wander off alone if you can avoid it- it's still leaf-bare, we aren't the only hungry things in the woods," the chocolate she-cat presses her nose against Hazelheart's cheek, a parting farewell before straightening to find some sort of professionalism (it is hard not to slouch when her back aches). "You'll do great! If you feel confident, mark it so the next group of hunters knows not to stray any further. We can't forget there's another group somewhere out there..."

  • hi sillies! you've been tasked with aimless wandering! it's your job to try to find something good enough to call a border but... it's hard to tell what natural boundaries are available to you under the snow... the landscape will undoubtedly change come spring and we may need to adjust them! for now... go pointlessly wander the forest and find a 'good enough' border to mark! yay! you're establishing our very first, very poor boundaries!!

    for added sillies you can roll a d8 to decide what direction you head in...
    1 = north, 2 = northeast, 3 = east, 4 = southeast, 5 = south, 6 = southwest, 7 = west, 8 = northwest

    @OWLBARK @Ashmoon @GENTLEFLAME @Ravensmoke @Pixie @hazelheart
    this is open, anyone can join! feel free to make your own threads or use this one, go crazy
  • juniperstar
    leader of thunderclan
    nine lives remain
    ignore me
 
RAVEN OF THUNDERCLAN

Ravensmoke's amber eyes narrowed, a flicker of irritation sparking within him as their fearless, and very much pregnant, leader gave them her orders. Make borders, but stay vigilant. With Sable's group still out there, it was clear they needed to protect what was theirs. Ravensmoke's fur bristled involuntarily, a low growl rumbling in his chest as he thought of that foul fox-hearted leader, Sable. Too many lives had been lost to that war.

With a huff, he fluffed up his fur, taking a deep breath to steady himself. It wasn't the time to dwell on the past, not when there was work to be done.

He stood taller, his mind already racing ahead, though the next question lingered in his thoughts... Where exactly were they supposed to mark the borders? It wasn't like they could just wander aimlessly, right? As he scanned the cats around him, he saw others already heading off in different directions.

" Count it being worked on, Juniperstar. " he meowed toward her before making his way forward. He'd surely yank someone along with him, no way he was going alone.


"IN THE DARK, I HEARD MY NAME." ——・゚✦
・゚✦ —— "Lift your broken crown, and let's be warriors."