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Post by โโะพฯ on Apr 10, 2020 13:39:36 GMT -5
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Pinehollow โ
Pinehollow chuckled at Spottedpaw's excitement. He shared a glance with Dustcreek, silently communicating that he hoped she still had this energy after the scuffle.
"Shall we then?" prompted the youngest tom.
Pinehollow flicked his tail in agreement then got to his paws. "Perhaps we should make a game plan first," said Ravenstrike. Pinehollow groaned in response. He hated planning for things in advance, but he knew she was right.
"Come on," he mewed. "We can plan while we walk."
With that, he turned and led the way out of the camp. Waspwing brought up the rear after giving a measured glance to the nursery. The morning light pooled in rich yellow behind the trees, threatening to rise over the canopy and cast out all the shadows. They still had some time before midday, and Pinehollow hoped they would be back within a couple hours. He set a brisk pace along the trail headed to the west. Up ahead, he could see the green hills casting dark shadows across the meadow. The creek was down the path, and they would have to cross the bridge to get to the western hillside.
"The plan is to sneak in from the hillside and hope we come upon a group small enough that we're strong enough to intimidate them. That should be simple enough as not many patrols have more than five, and we'll have the element of surprise. We won't kill them or hurt them too badly. We'll just show them that Crowclan isn't to be underestimated. And then we'll come home before they have a chance to get reinforcements. Got it?" he looked back a Spottedpaw in particular. In his experience, young cats had the tendency to agree to plans and then immediately break from them. "If things go wrong, just run back to camp as fast as you can. The last thing you want to do is get caught."
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Post by โโะพฯ on Apr 10, 2020 13:54:44 GMT -5
[ haha no worries! Enjoy your 'za! When you're back I have a question: how old would you like Daisystalk's kits to be? c: Same question goes for ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ whenever she gets here. ]
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Post by ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ on Apr 10, 2020 15:44:06 GMT -5
[ *yawn* ]
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Post by ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ on Apr 10, 2020 16:05:15 GMT -5
( idc. Two or three moons? )
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Post by แผ๊ฎ๊ญฑ๊ญฐ๊ญฑ๊ฎ๐ณ๊ฎ on Apr 10, 2020 16:28:18 GMT -5
(Sorry, sorry here now! Was busy watching something with my mum, but should be here for a couple of hours. One Spottedpaw and Dustcreek post coming up!)
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Post by แผ๊ฎ๊ญฑ๊ญฐ๊ญฑ๊ฎ๐ณ๊ฎ on Apr 10, 2020 16:33:38 GMT -5
(yeah, I'm making my mum watch the Mandalorian, so watched the first 4 episodes this evening and going to watch the last 4 tomrrow)
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Post by แผ๊ฎ๊ญฑ๊ญฐ๊ญฑ๊ฎ๐ณ๊ฎ on Apr 10, 2020 16:44:35 GMT -5
Spottedpaw ~
Four or five, well that certainly sounded exciting enough for young Spottedpaw. "And we'll beat them all up and make them regret ever getting in the way of CrowClan!" That was something she declared rather loudly, puffing her chest up as she sat up straight as an arrow like a proud solider. Of course she knew to be careful, but with the warriors that Pinehollow had picked out to bring along, the young she-cat doubted that there would be much of a problem. They could easily overpower any cat they happened to come across - even the leader of this other Clan she reckoned. (Not that they were likely to bump into the leader, but it was a cool thought.)
"Plans are so boring," the young she-cat instantly complained at her mentor's words. She wanted to go now, not sit around talking about some boring old gameplan. But then Pinehollow suggested they could walk and talk at the same time, and that was something she was all for.
When the patrol finally set off, Spottedpaw gave one last look around camp before bolting forward, making sure not to run too far off ahead as they started the trek across camp to get to the other territory.
It didn't take the she-cat too long to settle down into a comfortable walking pace, making sure to stick close enough tp Pinehollow as he led them so she could hear what the older warrior was saying. She was uncharacteristically quiet during the plan, but that was because her full attention on what was being said, she didn't want to miss out on a single word coming from Pinehollow's mouth. But when the warrior turned to look at her in particular, Spottedpaw couldn't help but give an indignant sounding huff in resopnse, sticking her head up as well as her tail as she trotted forward. He didn't need to tell her what to do, she could follow insttructions.
Dustcreek ~
The grey and white tom caught the look given to him by Pinehollow and instantly his gaze shifted back onto Spottedpaw. He could imagine how her attitude might change in the heat of a battle. It was not what some cat's believed. It was hard and it could get bloody and some cats were just not cut out for it. Though if the apprentice managed to keep this spirit up for the long haul, then he could see her becoming quite a good warrior in her own right.
Dustcreek gave a small nod of his head as Pinehollow set off to lead the patrol from camp, the tom letting a couple of others pass as he settled near the back of the group as they walked forward. He just hoped they weren't walking for very long, long walks before jumping right into fighting could be quiet tiring and he at least wanted to make it back to the safety of camp in one piece at the end of this. Not that he supposed he had much to be getting back to. Just more of the same, laying around, hunting and more general warrior duties. Of course he didn't want to be cut down by some other worthless waste of fur, it wouldn't be the end of the world. Maybe it would be more interesting than anything else.
As Pinehollow went over the plan, he still made sure to listen, but his eyes were simply taking in the sights as they picked through their new territory towards the border. At the mention of running away, Dustcreek finally gave a small huff, "They're going to be the ones turning tail, trust me." CrowClan were not going to run away like cowards. At least, Dustcreek didn't plan on showing weakness. But with the group he was surrounded with, he didn't think for a moment that they could possibly come out of this situation losing. So, he fixiated his eyes on the front, parting his jaws slightly as he scented the air, "We're getting close to the border."
He did have to wonder how deep into enemy territory they would have to go before they actually bumped into anyone.
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Post by ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ on Apr 10, 2020 16:46:50 GMT -5
Stormwing โ
54 moons โ
Female โ
Queen โ
๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ Like her sister, Stormwing is dainty in appearance, although she's a bit taller than Featherwind. Stormwing's undercoat is a soft white, with the tips of her fur darkening to a stormy gray. She's also decorated with a tabby-like pattern, with nearly black stripes covering her form. Her eyes are a dark blue.
Stormwing is rather independent, just like her sister, but is a bit more meek in her nature. She's somewhat passive, often preferring to relent and acquiesce rather than argue or fight. Despite this, Stormwing is more than willing to do battle if necessary and will fight tooth and claw to protect her family and Clan. Stormwing is opinionated and is not afraid to voice her opinions if necessary.
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