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Grim watched the tense moment between the pair, admiring the way Adderfall met his gaze firmly. Inclining his head he exhaled and stretched, his large frame stretching out. "Very well then. Adderfall organize a border patrol. Darkstalker organize an evening patrol." he instructed simply. "This meeting is adjourned." Leaping down from the pointed stones he landed on his paws silently, whiskers twitching. He brushed his way through the growl, uttering quiet greetings to the members gathered. He took great pride in seeing his clan all together in such a way, it warmed his heart. "Oh and Cloverpaw, we will begin your training come morning." Calling over his shoulder to the female he slipped into the crowd. Claws unsheathing he kneaded the ground, pulling up grass as he settled beside the tree near his den. His crimson gaze flickering as he gazed at his paws, seemingly lost within his own thoughts.

[Was gonna add Snowstar, but then I realized that he'd be too proud to get rid of the name and go back to his warrior name. So. Was debating on whether or not to just leave Rowan as a warrior, but I think he deserves to get some rest...Even though his family line in general is improbably long-lived. He had a mate in a previous group I was in, but she died and that spurred him to leave. Also, if anyone wants to hear more about any of these guys, I wouldn't mind blabbing.


[Elder] Rowanheart | 6 years/71 moons | Single | To put things simply, he is taller than most and rather bulky, with a lengthy dark russet coat that's laced with thin brown stripes. His right eye is amber, while the left is a golden yellow. His muzzle is blocky, and he has large paws befitting of his size. Rowanheart is an overall kind and caring cat, though the fact that he is stubborn and prideful may eventually become his downfall...That is, if he doesn't die of something else first. He used to be a bit of a playboy way back when, and no doubt has children running around somewhere; though, certainly not as much as his father has. He sticks to the law, no matter how much it may be detrimental to him, and he believes that truth and honor are of the utmost importance. Rowanheart can be effeminate, but not as much nowadays. If anything, he's kind of a martyr, as well.

[Warrior] Veldetta | 4 years/48 moons | Single | She is of the lanky, long-limbed sort, and her fur patterning-inherited from her paternal grandfather Rose-is most unusual. She's mostly a deep russet in color, but her underbelly is a strange tan shade. Like many of her family before her, her ears are sharply curled in towards the center of her head, and her muzzle is elongated and narrow. Also like many members of her family, she possesses a snaggletooth; one that frequently pokes from the top right side of her mouth. She sadly did not inherit the extreme height of her mother, though her long legs make her look a lot taller than she actually is. Her eyes are a clear amber. Veldetta is flippant, arrogant, and thick-headed. She does not particularly care for the actions and decisions made by others, unless it directly affects her. Overall, she acts far more like an unruly apprentice than an adult. She most likely has some kind of heart somewhere deep down, though. Very, very deep down. Deserted her original home in order to try and make a new life for herself without family influence. Considers herself more than a bit of an anarchist, but truthfully she can't be bothered to do much of anything half the time. Through her mother, she is Rowanheart's niece (half-niece?), but is not aware. She'll probably figure out eventually, though. Was named after one of her mother's younger sisters.

Anyways, that was certainly a textdump, hoo boy. Figured I'd try to use Vel again.]

Cloverpaw happily inclined her head at Grimstars words and almost skipped her way down Pointed Stones with excitement. "Of course Grimstar. I can't wait." She spoke with an almost deadpan manner, but in her own way she was happy and it showed through with how she carried herself after the older tom. She couldn't wait to begin her training and was excited for what was to come. Ever since she was young the young she-cat dreamed of finally hunting in the thicket of the forest and exploring throughout the territory. She knew it was finally time for her to show the Clan that she was useful and that showed through by her high swinging tail and joyful hop down onto the base of the first ledge.

Vintage eyed Veldetta curiously, watching the other female narrow her eyes at the leader. A confused look crossed her features and she moved to walk past but due to her clumsy natured she ended up nearly falling into the shecat instead. Embarrassment made her ears feel warm and she flinched backwards, grimacing. Her one good eye focused upon Veldetta as she stuttered out a soft apology. The apology itself was quite a challenge for the shy female, she didn't speak much to others. "S-Sorry.." Her gaze dropped, instant regret flooding Vintage, how could she be so foolish she was a warrior. Never in battle was she clumsy it was like her mind truly focused when it mattered but otherwise she seemed like such a..well a fool.

Ravennight watched Grimstar, her tail tip flicking. How she wished he would talk to her. She didn't have the courage to go and speak to him first, but sometimes she doubted if he even knew she existed. She sighed, and went and flopped down in the shade, laying her head on her paws, still watching him.

Where Adderfall stood, he could see his clanmates dividing into groups of cats conversing amongst themselves and preparing themselves for whatever job they were given. Closing his eyes in thought, the tom considered who he should put onto a patrol around the border and filtered through the available cats after Darkstalker set up his own patrols. Finally opening his eyes and looking towards Rivermoth, he looked the she-cat up and down before speaking up. "Rivermoth, you will go to check the borders with.." He next looked to Ravennight and grimaced at her fidgety and longing look towards Grimstar before hiding this look with a more neutral stare. "Ravennight you will lead, and.." Adderfall thought of who else he put with the small patrol and turned to look at the next cat to his right. He came to his decision and eyed on Veldetta, before inclined towards her. "You will go with them Veldetta." Without another word, Adderfall stalked off away from the three she-cats and moved pass the Pointed Stones, going to a spot he knew would be quiet and empty.

Duskwatcher hummed in agreement." Although, I could do without the sun.", he said, flicking an ear, and headed towards a patch of shade not far from the pile." My pelt is not the best in the heat and sun.", he said, gesturing towards his pelt with his tail, the dark stripes shining in the sun.

Ravennight barely hear him, until Runningshadow nudged her on his way to his patrol.

"Get up, Raven.", he said." You're leading a patrol too.", he said, glaring at her as he padded over to the other cats in his patrol, washing his paw as he sat down near Scorchstep. 

Ravennight sighed, and stood up, and walked over, her tail flicking, walking towards Veldetta, and sat down silently next to the other she-cat, glancing towards Grimstar before she watched her father go and sit in the shade.

"I've been fine.." Vintage murmured then flinched when Darkstalker called her for the patrol. Inclining her head to Veldetta she turned and sprinted towards the deputy that beckoned her. Quietly she walked with the hunting patrol to the woodland so they could hunt. Immediately she scaled the nearest tree, climbing towards the top so she could hunt some birds. Her pelt lightly bristled with anticipation.

(If anyone wants to suggest a plot, feel free. We can all vote on ideas so it's a community decision. I like to have feedback c: My idea is this; fire due to the heat and the fact that live in a big wooded area.)

( I think that's a good idea Grim, it'll be fun considering all the new promotions and cats trying to figure out how to work together ya know? )

Scorchstep turned his head to watch Runningshadow come and sit next to him and grinned happily at the other tom. He scooted a little bit over to him him more room to sit and cheerfully batted his front paw against his leg. "Runningshadow! I'm so glad I get to patrol with you! This is gonna be super fun!" The younger tom spoke rapidly and with an air of joyfulness around him.

Runningshadow smiled at Scorchstep." Thanks, Scorchstep.", he said. He was always a bit left out, so to hear such enthuasiaum from the other tom was very heartening. 

Darkstalker walked over to Ravennight and Veldetta." Do you mind if I join your patrol, Ravennight?", he asked, dipping his head slightly to the she-cat.

She smiled." Not at all, new deputy.", she said. She had an easy friendship with Darkstalker, who she saw as a sort of other brother.

He smiled, a very rare thing for him." Alright, lead the way.", he said. 

She nodded, and did so, waking towards the camp entrance.

Duskwatcher chuckled." Even though Runningshadow nearly got swept away.", he said, shaking his head." I swear, I am surprised that tom still has his tail and ears intact.", he said with a purr.

Thats fine with me Runningsky, I appreciate that you asking. )

Vintage inched forward along the branch, her claws kneading the bark lightly to keep balanced. The voice beside her made her flinch but she kept balanced, silently cursing herself for being so skittish. "Not just yet..but soon I hope." The flutter of wings caught her attention and she turned watching the sparrow land on a branch not far off. Sinking fully into a crouch she lurched forward to snag her claws on it's wings but missed. The bird flapping out of her reach. Claws dug into the new branch to keep her stable, a growl leaving her jaws. "Mousedung." she huffed in frustration.

"I know that feel, somewhat." Rowanheart responded. "When he was still hanging around, I was amazed that my brother was still intact. He wasn't a daredevil, certainly, but he had his head in the clouds so often that I was somewhat impressed he didn't simply up and walk into the jaws of some larger predator. No doubt he's found our father by now...He said he was going to, at least."

Runningshadow lightly jumped to the other branch, landing expertly." You have to get a bit closer before you pounce. You almost had it, you just gave it a tiny bit too much time to fly away.", he said.

((The patrol went out into the forest after his exchange with Scorchstep, sorry for the disappearing post, I decided to redo it!))