Open Camp what about tomorrow ──✩°｡⋆⸜ patrols

[juniperstar]

juniper

it is a monument's worth of effort to clamber up to a higher perch to address her clan... and while her leg pains grow more sinister, more present, she cannot find the will to torture herself with such a task when it can instead be played off as laziness. there is little room to give others the chance to fuss over her when Serpentberry's state is already under question of decline.

she clears her throat, standing just outside of her den with aquamarine eyes sweeping over what pairs of eyes flick towards her in curiosity; they are beckoned closer with a sweep of her tail, are not called too with a great booming voice. what few can hear her is all that are needed today, there is no great war on their doorsteps to demand the concern of every cat.

"Good morning- I have some assignments for you today," it was an effort to release some of the tension from Brightpetal's shoulders, to remind him that these duties could be shared between the both of them. "Nothing too exhaustive, I should hope. . . Just reacquainting ourselves with the forest and our borders, trying to secure those and formalize them." her gaze sits on Owlbark for a moment, realizing just how many. . . strong personalities stand before her ready to offer critique at any given moment.

"Monstergrowl, if you could take a small group towards the Great Trees where we used to live as a Colony, there might be some good moss or ferns there worth bringing back to reinforce the dens and bramble walls. Thunderflash- if you would please visit RiverClan and reaffirm our scent markers I'd appreciate it." as much as she appreciated Pikestar's friendly demeanor, she knew that a fair group amongst her clan were made more timid by their boldness than relieved. how easily kindness got misconstrued as a veiled threat since Sable had- . . .

she sighs, continuing on without further consideration for her mate's crimes and how long they may leave a lasting impact on others- "Ghoststrike, I think I heard mention that there's another clan just on the other side of RiverClan. I'd like you to go investigate where their borders end make sure they aren't encroaching on ours- who knows if they're as. . . misguided as Pikestar's first patrol was." would that earn her some amount of respect, to get ahead of this new dynamic and seize their position as attentive and wary?

"Lastly, Owlbark, head towards ShadowClan. Things have been relatively quiet but I'd rather be certain it stays that way. Sablestar assured me there would be no more stealing that piece of territory from us so let's ensure that promise was kept. If it wasn't... do what you have to." she couldn't keep catering to his lack of control of his unruly brigade forever. . . lest claws end up frustrated and at her throat instead.

"I'll make sure things are settled here before taking a hunting patrol out with whoever's left standing around and bored... Thank you for your hard work; make sure to report to me or Brightpetal with any findings."

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• All patrol threads should be open for others to join! There are optional event-related prompts attached for your convenience :)
  
  RiverClan Patrol
  

  [ While patrolling the RiverClan border, an opportunity to payback RiverClan's first act of trespass comes to mind... do you choose to be petty and trespass in return? Or set an example of strong morals not to? ]

  @THUNDERFLASH
  @Magnoliapeak
  @Rampaw
  
  ShadowClan Patrol
  

  [ During a patrol along ShadowClan's border you discuss the complicated affairs of split families between your clan and theirs- are you empathetic? Or do you pretend blood is so easily cut off? ]

  @OWLBARK
  @trufflepaw
  @Wildfirelullaby
  
  WindClan Encounter
  

  [ While passing through Fourtrees to enjoy the shade, you are chased toward WindClan's territory by a predator! ]

  @MONSTERGROWL
  @fillykit [rae update ur account u nerd]
  @Dewshine
  
  SkyClan Encounter
  

  [ You encounter SkyClan's border... but a dispute breaks out when a member of your patrol implies their scent markers are weak ]

  @GHOSTSTRIKE
  @Cinderpaw
  @maplefrost

• juniperstar leader of thunderclan nine lives remain

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[OWLBARK]

Owlbark's ears prick in surprise at Juniperstar's assignment for him. He did not expect her to be so lenient with his own claws. He wouldn't be taking this lightly, though. As much as he truly wanted to show ThunderClan's prowess to the other clans forming, he would honor the reserve that Juniperstar held. No throats would be slit... this time. He couldn't promise the lack of torn pelts, though.

The tabby tom eyed his apprentice and Wildfirelullaby, gesturing his head to follow him from camp.

i turned 'round and there you go *ੈ✩‧₊˚

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[GHOSTSTRIKE]

I WONT SMILE, BUT I'LL SHOW YOU MY TEETH

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Ghost arrived without much ceremony, emerging from the edge of camp like part of the morning mist. His hulking figure moved with the same eerie quiet as always, each pawstep placed with careful purpose even in his most lax and casual of moments. His tail gave a flick as he arrived, not in greeting, but in simple acknowledgement, as if to say; I'm here and I'm listening. That should be enough.

The others were already gathering, heads turning toward Juniperstar as she called for the meeting to begin, and Ghoststrike took his place among them quietly-- toward the edge of the group where there was no other cat at his back. His expression was unreadable as always, but as he turned his darkened eyes to the front, he noted the stiffness in their leaders stance and the way she leaned just a bit too carefully on her good leg.

Worrisome, but not his lane.

His ears twitched forward at the sound of her voice– measured, quiet. Ghoststrike stood at the back, watching as assignments were handed out one another another; Great Trees, Riverclan, Shadowclan, and then–

"Ghoststrike, I think I heard mention that there's another clan just on the other side of RiverClan. I'd like you to go investigate where their borders end, make sure they aren't encroaching on ours…

Another clan. More pieces on an already messy board to keep track of. He suppressed a sigh, opting for a small dip of his head, instead. As much as he disliked having yet another group so close to their own, he appreciated having the green light to scope them out for himself. Alone would have been preferable, but a smaller patrol wasn't horrible-- less noticeable, and less likely to be seen as a hostile move if they were noticed.

l"Understood."

The response came low and clipped, with just enough weight behind it to let her know he'd take the task seriously. He always did..

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OOC NOTES . ◭ . CHARACTER INFO

• ooc : —​
• mentoring Cinderpaw
  no living relations
  unwelcomed/uninvited/unexpected physical contact may result in hostility/retaliation
  thunderclan warrior- male - a sh black smoke tabby with low white and dark amber eyes. has a white mask and 'bone' markings on the knuckles of his paws. known for his towering size and multitude of scars

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[THUNDERFLASH]

Brightpetal needed a break, Thunderflash supposes, if that's why Juniperstar was standing up there. He stretches briefly before padding over at the call, settling somewhere near Ghoststrike. Even if he ended up back where he totally couldn't see past some cats heads, whatever, that was fine. Baby blues blinked up towards the leader herself, nodding quietly at the task that was ahead. Reinforcing the borders was a smart idea- especially with what felt like suddenly so many new faces. Riverclan and Shadowclan, and other scents that drift on the wind. Ah, well. Now was better then never.

Thunderflash perks up at his name, hoping to hear the shadow-on-his-right called as well- and deflates slightly at the lack thereof. Regardless, he nods his head towards the leader. "Righ', gotcha!" So far the most vocal of the patrol leaders. He snorts quietly at Owlbarks silent instruction, and rises after the last sentence sounds. "Magnoliapeak, Rampaw, let's ge' movin'." He calls to his patrol mates. Two of which that he's already had somewhat of harsh conversations with, but this was work. Idle eyes shift towards Ghoststrike, as if remembering the conversation they had about his anger not winning, before heading for the gorse tunnel himself.

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• THUNDERFLASH he/him, thunderclan storm guard, twenty-four moons.
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