She knew well why she was to lead this patrol; she didn't often get the chance to talk with Frostmoth but there was something she knew they agreed on, and that was Sunningrocks. Too many times, she saw those lazy Thunderclan cats use them for nothing more than warming their bones upon the rocks. It was a waste of good territory. Though she had been told time and time again to hold her tongue, it was hard to do when prey grew scarce in their home while their neighbours quite literally sat upon perfectly good hunting grounds.
Followed by cats she knew and respected, she would try to avoid conflict, but Starclan, she couldn't help but glance at the rocks. Tantalising, they are across the water. There was idle talk amongst the cats about prey and hunting and passing congratulations to Cresentmoon for her recent graduation. Meanwhile, Coyoteclaw lagged behind the patrol; she was the leader, and she found herself wanting to press closer. The river was their territory, so it wasn't as if a Thunderclan patrol could argue.
"How about we try some quick hunting while we're on the water's edge, see if there's anything we can bring back to camp." She purred, eyes lidded as she padded towards the water. A facade of innocence, a guise of ignorance. But it wasn't as if there wasn't something sharp behind her maw if a cat dared challenge her on the matter.
Chocolate and cinnamon fur darkened with the water soaking in. Coyoteclaw felt the chill of the water seep into her pelt. She and her patrol couldn't idle in the water for long, but she wanted to inspect the rocks, if the marmots were still nearby. She had seen them on past patrols, fat and rich with warm blood. Of course, her gaze scattered beneath the wtaer too, but the fish and aquatic creatures were taking to deeper waters to sequester from the chill, and it grew harder to find the things beneath the surface. She didn't dare cross the river; she wasn't so brazen. Yet.
Rather, she continued her guise, fishing for the clan with her patrol, just happening to approach the rocks, little by little. Breathing the air was just as she suspected. "Smells like there's still marmots running across the way." She hummed, positioning herself as she happened to see a tiny minnow, nothing more than a fry. Even so, she darted her paw and hissed like the pitiful prey was anything important. "Shame we cannot partake, prey like that would fill the bellies of the caregivers and kits. With this freeze on the way, warm prey would do them well." Coyoteclaw tutted, watching the silvery thing swim away, eyes flickering back to her patrol. She very much knew some within the clan agreed with her sentiment, but the many who voiced it? Well, she thought they might have a fighting chance.
Tagging: @Smokewreath @Shimmerstone @hazecloud @Crescentmoon
Thunderclan/Sunningrocks: Leaf-bare is rearing its ugly head, and prey is beginning to hide and swim deeper. If only those pesky ThunderClanners would allow RiverClan to use their sunningrocks... Although there should not be any conflict on this patrol in particular, nothing can stop you from wading a little closer and expressing your opinion of who should really have this outcropping of rocks.
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COYOTECLAW She/Her, Riverclan Warrior, 26 moons.
A chocolate/cinnamon chimaera with low white and amber eyes.
mentored by none // mentoring no one
littermate to Dogflicker and Foxtail
NPC x NPC / parent to a none / mated to Brightnose
"SPEECH" // "THOUGHTS" // ATTACK
penned by Pheo ↛ phoenixwashere on discord, feel free to dm for plots.