Open Event Camp lets not make this a habit // NOVEMBER HUNGER GAMES PATROLS


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This thread takes place inside the clan's camp.
SABLESTAR
he/him
sixty-two moons
shadowclan leader

PENNED BY gonkpilled

In Wolfpack's image stood Sablestar instead, his ink-coated pelt clouded in misty moonlight. There is nothing that crosses the leader's face other than the harsh creases of a frown. Camp was quiet, cold, even the crows had fallen silent.

"ShadowClan." Sablestar addressed simply, tensely, as though his jaws were fighting to part when he spoke. "Prey is abysmally lacking. We face another moon of hunger, but with these patrols we should not suffer for long." Wolfpack's specialized hunts had brought some form of organization that they benefitted from. His hunt with the thieves had given them plenty of rabbits to return with. Timberfrost's attempt to feed the nursery was not a total loss, and even Mirepurr had a surprising return from trying to fish in the river. They were scrounging, but they were surviving.

"We will look to Twolegplace again after the luck we had last moon. Flaxbelly will scout the area with the other Trappers to find anything else the Thieves can ambush. Be sure to avoid the small field at night, an owl lurks there." He briefly looked to the warrior with his wide-eyed apprentice next to him before looking away.

"Jadethorn, you and the other Thieves will occupy zone one, near ThunderClan. Do be sure not to over-hunt whatever you manage to find." His guard had shown great resistance since her first grand escapade to their closest rival. Even as they struck down her mate, she held herself and did not raze the Clan to the ground (as much as Sablestar would have done the same). And her revisit to the oaks were not inflated with violence, he trusted her ability to make the right decision to have her return again.

"I have something different to ask for this next patrol. But while our stores are low, we must survive, and clearly they are unashamed to make us another target... Tickfrost, you and some of the Trappers will travel into SkyClan through the dark. Seek where their prey runs, and leave the moment you are found. We will send in the Thieves once they've even slightly let their guard down." Sablestar took in another inhale, methodical as he tried to settle the rush of blood from his heart. Betraying something from his core made his body feel heavy as rock. The guilt never passed his expression, but it sank grossly in his gut.

"And Hollowmist, I would like you to enter WindClan on behalf of our alliance with them and seek if they have any requests. Short of prey, there are other ways we can offer to aid them." And perhaps a favor given could turn to one owed, by sweetened kin no less. Sablestar gave a final nod to dismiss the Clan but lingered for a few moments, his paws twitching to a rise.
OOC: hi here are our next event patrols :D

@pipitpaw (and flaxbelly) will be leading a patrol of trappers into twolegplace. pipitpaw comes across a bounty of kittypet food, and tries to convince the rest that it isn't so bad after a brave bite. however, no one anticipates the ambush of some enraged stray cats who claim the food is theirs! the thread will be open to played stray cats, and also an NPC rogue played by the @ShadowClan account

@Jadethorn will be leading a patrol through zone one, which spreads towards thunderclan's border. however, jadethorn must tactfully navigate the patrol around a highly territorial turkey! it is up to the patrol if they attempt to continue the hunt at the risk of injury, or flee altogether. to successfully find prey, players have to roll a d10 and meet a 10, but are limited to only one attempt to avoid fatal injury

@Tickfrost will be leading a recon patrol through enemy lines- skyclan. the goal is to find where skyclans prey runs plenty and immediately return before or when they are caught. sablestar will need to know all the details of the patrol, including the direction of where they were caught and how many skyclanners were present, etc.

@Hollowmist will be leading a patrol to windclan for less saboteur work and instead visiting windclan to offer assistance. sablestar intends to use this as a path to repay the favor to feed the clan. it might be worth to check up on that kit marbleshine and grayflight brought to them last moon, too.
 
When you're lost in the universe, lost in the universe, don't lose faith
My mother says, "Your whole life's in the paws of the Stars"

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Tickfrost listened as Sablestar spoke, his head tilting slightly as the words sank in. Hunger had become something of a companion, a dull, constant ache that gnawed but didn't quite consume. It was tolerable, for now. Mirepurr had been clever with what they had, and the scavengers near the two leg place had done their part. Even he'd managed to bring back a few scraps. They were surviving. Barely. But surviving all the same. Then Sablestar spoke of duties, of scouts and hunters and Tickfrost's ears pricked at the words that followed. His name. And the order that came with it.

Scout SkyClan's territory.

He blinked once, orange hues flickering with disbelief before narrowing slightly. SkyClan territory? He must've misheard... Right? But no, Sablestar's tone had been clear. He was being told to cross the border. Tickfrost's jaw tightened, his tail tip flicking once. He didn't like this. He didn't like it at all. Borders were there for a reason, they marked the difference between order and chaos, safety and war. They were what kept the Clans from tearing each other apart. To cross one without warning, without reason that both sides agreed to... It didn't sit right with him. It wasn't honorable. It wasn't how things were meant to be done.

But they needed food. His stomach twisted at the thought, and his gaze flicked toward the medicine den, toward those who would need feeding before anyone else. It was the only thing that stayed his tongue. A heavy breath escaped him through his nose, and his eyes slid shut for a moment. When he opened them again, there was no mistaking the tension in his frame, the quiet resistance buried beneath his words. " Fine. " he said, voice low and cold. " I'll do it. "

He took a step forward, meeting Sablestar's gaze directly now, tail curling around his paws. " But I want trappers who aren't mouse-brained. No hotheads, no fools looking for glory or a fight. I need cats who think with their heads, quick on their paws, who run the moment they're spotted. I don't want anyone lingering to talk if we're found out. You understand? "

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For the first time in like forever (since the last round of patrols) Pipitpaw was being permitted to go on a proper adventure! Out into Twolegplace... with all those weird monster things and the furless ones... His eyes are as round and owlish as possible, sliding towards his mentor with a foolish sense of excitement that ignores the actual warning Sablestar has offered. He is far more enticed by the 'what-ifs'.. the danger... the new horizon to be explored. As a Trapper... it sounded pretty wicked!

He'd have to brag to Magpiepaw about the lot of good he'd done... That would really earn him so praise from his normally sullen friend. He doesn't really bother to wait to listen to the rest of his leader's prattling. There was nothing else that the dark-furred tom would need out of the young, dashing PIpitpaw after all....

He practically launches himself headfirst through the crowd of gathered warriors, much to the chagrin of his mentor who is forced to chase after him and wait for more than just the duo to go about this special mission.