Open Territory 𝙈𝙔 𝙎𝙒𝙊𝙍𝘿, 𝙈𝙔 𝙃𝙀𝘼𝙍𝙏, 𝙈𝙔 𝙁𝘼𝙄𝙏𝙃 ── ✦ october hunting patrol

[pebbledream.'s icon pebbledream. pebbledream.]

PEBBLEDREAM ──

riverclan | warrior​

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Pebbledream's pawsteps upon the cold, hardened ground of the marshes are calm and calculated. Their head is held high as they lead the rest of the patrol to the riverside, occasionally checking over their shoulder to ensure that no cat is left behind. They were entrusted to ensure today's hunting goes smoothly; they wouldn't want any issues before they even arrive at the river. Stopping at the bank, they beckon the patrol forward with a flick of their tail.

"The river runs a bit shallow here - it should be a prime spot for fish seeking to warm themselves in the sun as it gets colder," they explain. "It's imperative that we add to the fresh-kill pile as much as possible today, in preparation for the moons to come." That goes without saying, Pebbledream is sure, but at least the reminder may serve as a motivator for their Clanmates. Lowering themself to the ground in a hunting crouch, they peer into the water; unfortunately, there are several leaves that have fallen upon the water's surface, drifting along in the currents. Their ear flicks with irritation, but they remain vigilant nonetheless, hoping to serve as a positive example for not only their fellow warriors but the apprentices among them as well.

Thier body is still, their muscles taut in concentration as they stare the water down with an intense, icy gaze that's nearly as cold as the water itself. The moment they see a ripple of movement, a dancing shadow that's unmistakable to them, their forelegs shoot outward with claws unsheathed. Grappling their prey, Pebbledream swifly bites into its scaly skin, rising with a bluegill to show for their efforts. Yes, this will certainly do, they think to themself - provided that the patrol can maintain their focus away from the colorful leaves, this patrol has potential to be very successful.

a steadfast spirit, never to stall

the vow resounds: honor above all

• ooc:

  - The cooler temperatures have been bringing more fish to the surface to seek warmth and food. However, it seems that the falling leaves on the river have added a new obstacle to hunting. Is your character successful at catching some of the more surface-drawn fish, or do they find themselves frustrated by the reflected colors and leaf litter on the surface?

  @STORMSWIRL / @JUNCOPAW / @Crowvortex / @Nectarkit
  I will be rolling dice for pebble's hunting attempts, and i encourage you to as well (although it's not required by any means)!! i am using a -1 modifier because of the leaf litter to make it interesting!
  d20 ➣ 15-1 ➣ 14 (succesful)
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