Territory SPEEDIN' CAR GOIN' 90 = [ hunting patrol ]

[THUNDERFLASH]

It's still cold out, but the sun warms their backs as they walk through the forest, vision flitting up towards the branches as a bird or two streaks overhead. The silence that had settled over them after leaving camp wasn't nessecarily bad, but it was tense. A bad kind of tension, one that he didn't favor sitting in. But it was a hunting patrol, after all. You didn't really need to talk on a patrol, all things considered, but it was nice to have a bit of chatter before they arrived to the hunting grounds. All things considered, two out of three of the other patrol members were fine. He didn't have a reason to pick a bone with them or whatever the kids say these days, but the final...

Baby blues narrow gently, storming over as he thinks about the sharp words that oft target Serpentberry, of all cats, and her kits. Yeah, Serpentberry wasn't the easiet cat to get along with, but it was more of a disdain for how Serpentberry handled her kits, then the medicine cat herself. He didn't look back again. Magnoliapeak would probably figure out that he only didn't like her being here, but whatever, it wasn't going to be his issue for very long. Get your head out from between your legs. We're here to hunt. He chides himself.

"Spread ou' here. Le' me know if y' find anythin'. I'll be over here m'self." Thunderflash instructs, letting them pick a direction before splitting off himself.

___________________ YOU'VE GOT MY BODY ☆ FLESH AND BONE, YEAH ___________________

• "speech"
  // not nessecarily closed, but it is for patrol members based off of this thread!
  // tagging members.. @Magnoliapeak @Graybird @Haunt
  // prompt for us to keep in mind: An argument breaks out between clanmates, threatening to disrupt the entire patrol. Not required but it would be fun!
  

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• THUNDERFLASH he/him, thunderclanner, twenty moons.
  ☆ a sh/lh chocolate tabby with low white and stunning baby blue eyes. stands of average height with a 'mohawk' and spiky-shaped mane.
  ☆ mentored by who / mentoring no one
  ☆ whichever relations / want listed
  ☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ☆ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

 

[Magnoliapeak]

𓆝 . ° ✦

Organized patrols are a novel concept to Magnoliapeak, but the warrior views them as a positive change. More organization is almost always a good thing, and keeping things in order helps to ensure that all bases can be covered. Something that Magnoliapeak feels ThunderClan is in dire need of, especially in their infancy. She is glad to be selected for a patrol- in fact, she would be more than happy to go on multiple if she were able- finding it a useful way to spend her time and help make her clan stronger.

Magnoliapeak doesn't find discomfort in the silence of the patrol as they move with purpose across the territory. She doesn't care to make nice or engage in conversation. She's on this patrol to hunt. But she hasn't forgotten either that Thunderflash insinuated that she stated Serpentberry's kits should starve; an outrageous and emotionally-charged inaccuracy. Magnoliapeak simply believes in discipline, and if the tomcat wants to think that chastising children is some sort of crime... Well, Magnoliapeak just hopes one of them gets apprenticed to him just so she can watch them run him into the ground.

The air is tense. Magnoliapeak doesn't care, but she also doesn't revel in it either. When Thunderflash suggests they spread out, the dilute tortoiseshell is somewhat relieved. "I'll take Graybird," she speaks finally, cold voice cutting through frosty air "We'll search the treelines. There should be some squirrels and birds out at this time of day in leafbare." Then, without waiting for contest or agreement, she turns and strides away into the woods hoping that Graybird will follow.

"SPEECH HERE"

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ooc Information

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  MAGNOLIA — SHE/HER ･ 21 MOONS ･ WARRIOR & THUNDERCLAN ･ PENNED BY CARAT!

  dilute tortoiseshell with amber eyes. here too.

 

[Graybird]

I am not your kind and gentle husband

Graybird watches Magnoliapeak go, offering no protest to her plans and merely giving a faint sigh in reply to it rather than any irritation. Perhaps it was for the best, she and Thunderflash were a bit prickly with one another and the less infighting they had the better, they would have plenty of out fighting after all - why waste energy on one another.
"Suppose I'm being taken." He says quietly to the russet colored tom, olive green eyes darting from Thunderflash to Murkyfang with some amusement; at least those two wouldn't bite each other's heads off...as far as he was aware. "I'll...try to talk to her." For what good it would do, if there was any cat with more spirited and willful than the amber-eyed tortie it was Serpentberry herself and he often avoided getting injured just so he didn't have to be in her oppressive presence and maybe okay - it was a little bit of fear. Not a lot, but a healthy respect of it. He didn't have that fear with Magnoliapeak, probably because they didn't talk often and when they had it was brief in passing and nothing to get worked up over but he'd place peacekeeper for now.

Turning around he pads away swiftly, foggy morning pelt blending into the dreary still snow-covered landscape like the shadow of branches, his olive gaze darting from tree to tree where hollows were forming in the roots, a sign of newleaf to come as the prey broke from burrows gradually, "You know, he's well meaning."Graybird commented, pausing his gait to walk alongside her, his long limbs slowing to keep pace.

& I am not the love you knew before.

GRAY

— Warrior ThunderClan
— He/They
"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
— SH Gray Tabby with holly green eyes.#82847e