Territory sometimes i look back and find myself bolder .ᐟ.ᐟ RANGER PATROL

[Magnoliapeak]

I SIP A TOAST TO NORMALCY

Under the direction of both Owlbark and Loonstar (though it had mostly been Owlbark if she were more honest), she had rounded up a patrol of rangers to take into ThunderClan's territory in search of some of the larger and more difficult pieces of prey. An effort of sorts to prepare them for hunting in the more difficult moons ahead, and one that Magnoliapeak felt she could handle with ease. Despite all of the... Drama, for lack of a better term... Magnoliapeak finds herself more confident than ever. Especially now that she feels she has Thunderflash's legacy as a storm guard to live up to.

Magnoliapeak's strides are quick and assured. Her mind is clear. It had not taken them long before she had scented an unusual quarry moving through their territory, and once they had been set on the trail she had been quick to signal to her patrol. "Hare," she declares lowly, picking up the pace but ensuring that her steps are light. The changing leaves overhead have added an additionally challenging layer to hunting, as their falling makes the ground crackle underfoot for even the most skilled warrior. Still, she moves with speed and treads lightly with the rest of her patrol, leading them over roots and through undergrowth stealthily.

"There," she hisses, stopping suddenly and crouching low in some thick bracken and being careful to push her way through it without rustling the fronds too much. She knows that she alone cannot take down this prey, and she twitches her tail for her patrol to fan out around her. Magnoliapeak waits quietly, watching the rather large hare pick at some grass, none the wiser. After a few long moments, she springs outward, a calculated pounce that overshoots and misses the hare, sending it scampering back toward the rest of the waiting patrol. Magnoliapeak pushes off the ground, hot on its trail and ready for the pursuit it will provide.

/ ranger patrol timeee... @FLICKERDANCE @Seafoambelly @Boarpaw @Graybird (apprentice tag @sandpiperpaw)
this will require them to all work together! roll a 1d20, once we reach a total of 50 the hare will be caught :D
i rolled a 4. TOTAL: 4

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✿ magnoliapeak is a thunderclan storm guard with sharp resolve and strict standards.
✿ 30 moons old, ages on the 11th of each month.
✿ currently mentoring flickerpaw and sandpiperpaw
✿ in battle, physically difficult and psychologically difficult
✿ her parents are hazelheart x bracken. she is littermate to honeysucklecry and hyacinthrain. she is gen 2 on the junipersable tree.
✿ penned by carat, see her tags here.

 

[Seafoambelly]

SEAFOAMBELLY

, 83 moons / THUNDERCLAN RANGER
A long-furred blue-gray she-cat with blue-green eyes.
Sister to URCHINSPINE
Solemn and distant. She doesn't talk much.
SPEECH || THOUGHTS
Tagging none

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Seafoambelly padded quietly next to Magnoliapeak. In the wake of Serpentberry's death and the skirmish with SkyClan, the now-named Storm Guard seemed to have a different air about her. Assured. Authoritative. Seafoambelly did not concern herself much with the drama between her Clanmates - she'd had enough of her own - but it was clear enough that Magnoliapeak and the late medicine cat had... a complicated relationship. It was reassuring that she hadn't fallen into a similar grief as Loonstar, and instead seemed to be more focused than ever.

The scent of hare hit her nose, and immediately she dropped into a hunting crouch, all thoughts of their patrol leader becoming naught but smoke. Her sleek fur brushes against the grasses, her belly low to the ground and paws light over the dirt. Forward, she moves, taking up a position to the left side of Magnoliapeak. She watches as Magnoliapeak moves forward and leaps, wincing as the pounce goes long. Without another moment of hesitation, she tears off towards the prey, running towards it as Magnoliapeak chases from behind.

Rolled an 11. Total is now 15/50.

 

[FLICKERDANCE]

Flickerdance has followed Magnoliapeak as her mentor through the forest about a hundred times, but never as her superior. The title of storm guard suits her—she is more sensible than most, and should provide sensible intel to Loonstar. StarClan knows they need it. At least they're on the right path; it's unfortunate that it had to come at the cost of a medicine cat's life, but with any luck, the Clan will not need another vigil anytime soon.

There is a sense of pride warming her chest. It feels amazing to pad amongst warriors while being one herself, instead of a 'paw that everyone worries over. Her gaze momentarily slips over to Boarpaw and Sandpiperpaw; not even that long ago, she had been taking care of apprentice duties right alongside them. They will likely join her in the new den sometime soon... but she had been the first out of that bunch, and it takes all of her willpower to not let a self-satisfied smile plaster itself across her face. There are more important things to care about.

Namely, that rabbit. Flickerdance follows Magnoliapeak's order with a moment of hesitation, positioning herself somewhere on the far right side. Magnoliapeak lunges first, and then Seafoambelly—it's Flickerdance's turn now. She lunges forward, breaking free from the undergrowth that had given her perfect cover up until now. Her sudden appearance makes the rabbit flail for its limbs, clumsily changing direction to avoid her jaws.

Rolled a 17. Total is now 32/50.

 

[sandpiperpaw's iconsandpiperpaw]

sandpiperpaw ── • * ✿

a

she could have been a poet

As she fell behind Magnoliapeak with careful strides—not too fast to earn a snide comment from one of the other faceless patrol members, not slow enough to look stupid—Sandpiperpaw allowed herself a small satisfaction at the title her mentor held, and her position as her apprentice. Deluded, to anyone that might've been privy to her thoughts, though Sandpiperpaw lacked the self-awareness to even broach the subject, she opted to believe her name had come up in discussions of her promotion. A perfect apprentice, the shining pupil that earned Magnoliapeak a fast-pass to Storm Guard. She half-heartedly acknowledged the other reasons, but they didn't do anything to stamp down the pep in her step on this particular patrol.

So caught up in her reverie, Sandpiperpaw was the last to assume a crouch at the announcement of a hare. She drops to the ground with a movement so fluidly mechanical. Practiced, yet passed off as natural. She leaps forward after Flickerdance, following the chain of lunges carefully by leaping to the side, hoping to cut it off as the prey stumbled. Claws first, because rabbit was one of her least-favourite tastes and she refused to spit out fur caught beneath her tongue for an entire moon.

Rolled a 5. Total is now 37/50

or, she could have been a fool