Open Event Territory SC it's okay to hesitate a little (stumble a bit) ;; hunger games patrol

[Frogheart]

♢ Frogheart padded as confidently as she could through the pocosin. It was her first time leading a patrol in some time, and hop was taking the duty seriously. Mirepurr calling his name had been a surprise, but not an unwelcome one. Any opportunity hop had to protect the clan from starving was a challenge she was willing to accept. Though, she did wish it hadn't been a patrol to the Monster Tree. He refused to show any fear as the patrol approached the tall, eerie tree. How a monster had gotten itself lodged in the tangled branches of the enormous oak was a question Frogheart didn't want answered. The possibilities made his belly churn. The noise and stench of the nearby Thunderpath only made it more unnerving. Looking up into the dead eyes of the monster, he tried to swallow her anxiety.

"Okay everyone," she mewed, peering around at hops patrolmates. "Let's be careful. I don't want any cats falling and getting hurt. We also don't know what surprises that monster might have in store for us." Hop looked up wearily once more. Then, wanting to set a good example, hop parted her jaws to scent the air for any kind of prey. Though it was Leafbare, the temperature was mild. Beyond the harsh scent of monsters on the Thunderpath, there was a faint scent of a cardinal. Her heart leaped in her chest. Could it be?

He approached the base of the Monster Tree and reached up, digging his claws into the bark experimentally. She'd never been much for climbing trees, if he was being honest, and the weakness in her limbs brought on by moons of scarce prey worried him. But Mirepurr, and by extension Sablestar, and by extension the clan, were counting on this patrol being a success. Hop couldn't be a coward, not when there were mouths - many, many mouths, including her own - to feed. After being sure his claws were safely fastened in the tree, he began to hoist herself upward. Hop didn't even realize she wasn't breathing until she reached the lowest branch and clambered onto it. That wasn't so bad, he thought, though hop pointedly refused to look down. "Come on then, one at a time!" He called before turning her attention back to the scent of the cardinal. Ears drooping, hop realized the scent had vanished. She resumed climbing upward, trying to fight the despair writhing in her empty belly.

for me, for me, for me

♢

• ooc — welcome to monster tree :3 open to any warriors or apprentices! gonna run this patrol with simple dice rolls! roll 2 d10s: a roll 5 or higher means you have successfully climbed the tree, a roll 9 or 10 means you caught something! yippee!
  froggy rolled a 9, climbed the tree! then rolled a 8, no catch for him :(
• frogheart // he/she/hop (any gendered terms!)
  ✤ black rosette tabby with low white and green eyes
  ✤ warrior of shadowclan
  ✤ 43 moons; ages on the 12th of every month
  ✤ "speech", thoughts, attempted action, "other character's speech"
  ✤ peaceful/healing powerplay is allowed

 

[Amethystpaw]

๋࣭ ⭑✶⋆.˚ AMETHYSTPAW ๋࣭ ⭑✶⋆.˚

meow

Amethystpaw had only learned the basics of hunting, from his uncle Grayflight and what little Jadethorn had managed to teach him since he became her apprentice. He was yet to catch anything real and edible for the clan, and he didn't hold much hope, knowing how scarce prey had been. Amethystpaw listened carefully as Frogheart led them towards the monster - something the young apprentice had never seen before. It was creepy, but stoic - not as scary as if it was alive!

He watched the patrol leader climb up the tree, noting hops movements and claw placements. He waited a moment, then took a deep breath and leapt up the tree behind her, making sure he held on tight to the dry bark. It crumbled a bit beneath his weight, but held on and he hauled his body up a branch. Already out of breath, the apprentice huffed and steadied his paws, looking around.

Something glinted on the surface of the monster in the tree and Amethystpaw narrowed his eyes. There, on the weird rusted surface, basked a lizard, and the dark boy lowered his body instinctively as he crept closer. A mild breeze ruffled his fur and the apprentice fought the urge to shake his pelt from the cold - he had to control himself, not to make any sudden movements, lest he scare the reptile away. He took a few pawsteps forward, before deciding he must surely be close enough, and adjusted his posture, wiggling his legs. Amethystpaw stood frozen, not moving a muscle, before suddenly leaping as quick as he could, up onto the hood of the monster, claws ready to snag at the lizard.

Something creaked beneath his paws as he landed, startling the apprentice, but the lizard lay successfully under his claws. With a swift bite, Amethystpaw ended its struggle and raised his tail high, proud of his very first catch.

✧ OOC:

Rolled a 7 on climbing and 9 on hunting!

 

[CROWPAW.'s icon CROWPAW. CROWPAW.]

CROWPAW | SHADOWCLAN
"WHEN ALL THE HATE BURNS OFF, I'M LEFT HERE WITH THE PAIN"

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Crowpaw has been itching to get back out into the territory, and they'll go on any hunting patrol they're allowed. They want to make up for the trouble they've caused, and if that were to mean hunting to the point of exhaustion, then so be it. As long as they can prove themself useful to ShadowClan, and useful to their friends...

Speaking of his friends, he is sure to keep a close eye on Amethystpaw, knowing that this is his first hunting patrol as an apprentice. He'd gained a soft spot for the younger cat since his time in the medicine den, and he didn't want him to suffer any falls from the monster tree. "Careful, Amethystpaw. I'll head up behind you in case you slip." He does just that, timing his jumps well and digging his claws into the dried bark of the tree until he reaches the hollowed-out frame of the monster. Peeking around, he scents the air; all he manages to smell is the lizard that Amethystpaw is stalking after, though he admits he is happy to see that the other apprentice is successful in his hunt.
"Nice catch." Crowpaw offers a small smile to Amethystpaw. "I'm gonna head higher up to see if I can find us anything else." A bird or two would certainly be nice, and Crowpaw is determined to return to camp with a catch of his own between his jaws.

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// 9 to climb tree (success) / 8 to hunt (failure)

"BEHIND OUR VAIN DEVICES, ARE WE ALL THE SAME?"

CROWPAW
SHADOWCLAN APPRENTICE
8 MOONS
SHE/HE/THEY
"SPEECH" | THOUGHTS | ACTION
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