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    Riddlemask
    The handsome tom had gotten to his paws as he heard his name being called out, the smaller snow furred she cat beside him had stiffen slightly as she heard that she was being called as a patrol leader. Not a normal task that was given to her, but Riddlemask assumed Snowblossom would be alright. He slowly turned his head as he saw the young cat bolting over as he rose. He gave his ginger pelt a shake before smile at his apprentice. "Pawpaw." He greeted the tom as he finished stretching out his hard muscles. The bi-colored eyes shifted around the camp before he caught the sight of the two other she cats who would be joining the patrol. He waved his tail to Electraheart in a cheerful greeting as he looked at the half sleep she cat trudging along. Fifthpaw looked rather out of it, he hoped that was normal for the she cat. "You are clearly not a morning cat." He meowed to Fifthpaw with a glint of amusement in his eyes.


    Snowblossom
    The pretty she cat had her ears pressed against her head, a light frown plastered on her maw. She didn't want lead not really anyway, she would rather be in the background. But she wasn't going to tell Blackfrost that, the tom was rather intimidating. She watched Riddlemask leave her for his own patrol as she got to her paws and began wandering towards the center of the camp. She noticed the unnaturally small she cat was moving in the wrong direction. She knew Elfinpaw was struggling slightly with her recent eye loss, but unlike most or rather like Snowblossom who would probably being utterly depressed and give up on life if she lost her eyes, the young apprentice seemed to be as happy and cheerful as ever. "Elfinpaw! Over here." She called out to the apprentice who had nearly walked straight into the nursery, but turned at the last second and bounced over with her normal dreamy and lost smile.


    Pawpaw grinned, looking over at Fifthpaw. "Slept in again?" He called. "A patroll'l do you- and me- some good! Wanna race when we get outside?"

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    electraheart waved her tail in return in greeting, a jocular smile present in her features at fifthpaw's behaviour. "apparently not." her aqua optics flickered to the apprentice before landing back on riddlemask. [b]"ready to go?"[/fancypost][size=5pt]pika[c]hu #pikafancy image (c) original owner

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    . "but get this," fifthpaw began to speak, eyes wider now. she was slowly getting back to her senses. "why wake up early and mess things up half-asleep, than sleep in late and be filled with energy to do all the right things? when i was back with my family, they plowed me up every day at the break of dawn, expecting me to make friends with the not so friendly neighbors, and they wanted me to meet a boy so that they could judge or something. i wasn't old enough to bed anyone, i am still not! but i didn't want to do it. i ended up offending some family because i couldn't tell the difference between male and female being half asleep."
    at this rate, she would probably flood the entire patrol with her words. "anyway, i haven't even much so looked at a tom once i stepped paw into the clan. none of the young toms are even cute. sorry pawpaw, no offense. i'm just thinking, maybe i'm being too judgemental and thinking like my parents. do you think so? my parents are always so harsh on me. they even got my two sister shipped away to some other family we never heard of, and they're my age! can you believe that? they're so young and already have mates?? that's horrible! they probably even have twolegs. could you believe that? i could. that would be horrible. i think my sisters and i were really good friends, i don't remember. they were shipped off really early."
    fifthpaw seemed to remember that pawpaw asked her a question. "a race? that reminds me! i once had a race with myself and a butterfly, to see if i could catch it before it reached a such and such leaf. i kept extending the finishing line, though. i don't know why. probably because i wasn't fast and i kept tripping over a lot of things."
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    OOC: ayy i changed my profile picture to pawpaw because he is all i rp at the moment. what a babe


    `IC: "I am the most aborable," Pawpaw widened his already large brown eyes, trying to bring some light to the sad story Fifthpaw had told. "But you have a point." He nodded toward Riddlemask. "Should take her advice."


    When Fifthpaw replied to his offer of a race, he curled his tail at the tip and nodded excitedly. "Butterfly races are the best! Except they can fly and then they fly away, and they cheat, and so butterflies are the most rude creatures in the entire forest. I can't fly though, so races with me are great, because I can't cheat."

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    . "of course you are the most adorable. i met this tom once, he was really nice, even though he barely knew me back then. he gave me his fresh-kill when he saw me all alone, really sweet of him. he was cute. but i'm sure you're also cute too, but i just don't really think so. maybe when i see "the one" i'll find him impossibly cute, or super annoying at first and ugly and stuff and then find him cute. like those things in romantic stories my mother used to tell me. she kept saying that if i don't like a tom at first, i'll end up finding them very adorable when they do something good for me and we'll fall in love and stuff like that. things that won't happen in real life and only in stories, you know?"
    fifthpaw has probably completely forgotten the fact that they were on a border patrol, and that they probably wouldn't want to chatter all the way and scare away any prey, ruining the chance of hunting for the hunting patrol. the silver and white tabby she-cat shook her pelt, trying to make it look a little more presentable seeing as she did just walk out from her nest, and she probably looked hilarious with bed-matted fur, much like cloudburst.
    "racing's great. but you know what's the rudest creature in the entire forest? not butterflies, but squirrels. they run faster than you, they climb faster than you, and they're even small enough to fit through in places you won't be able to fit into. so they're really rude. they cheat by climbing trees, and they don't even listen to me talk! i want to tell them something that's been bothering me for the whole morning and then they run away when they hear me. i have to chase them down after that, because they're my listener and also the clan's lunch. sometimes i'm lucky enough to have one that didn't have enough sense to cheat, but others they just run up a tree with their little paws and i can't climb up behind them because i'm slow at climbing. i probably need to work on that? but i'm not going to as of now. i'm tired and climbing is annoying. it gets my claws all sore when i do it too much. i wonder how squirrels actually do it, though. how do they climb so fast? are they like twolegs in a way? they have special things that help them climb or something? i wonder if i can cheat. do you think i can fly? or climb fast if i try hard enough? i wonder what that might look like. the first flying cat. that would be amazing. and you can be my sidekick, the longline of non-flying cat, but really adorable to other cats. how about that?"


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    "I will change my name to Adorablepaw and my warrior name will be Adorable-and-also-not-a-cheater and we will rule the forest," Pawpaw nodded along, enjoying this game of make-believe. He paused, hearing a rustle in one of the bushes ahead of the patrol. He saw a flash of grey and his eyes gleamed. "Hey Fifthpaw- looks like there's one of your cheaters now! If our mentors allowed us-" He paused to emphasize that he was asking for permission before carrying on, "Maybe you could chase it first so it starts to climb up a tree, only I will have already climbed it first and so I can like pounce on it before it gets too high and kill it and then we will have lunch and a trophy to show how adorable we are."

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    her ears perked when she heard the word 'mentors', attention diverting to the two apprentices. whilst it was amusing that they wanted to chase the squirrels, they still had to focus on their primary task and then could go ahead and chase all the squirrels they wanted. besides riddlemask was there ansd she wasn't exactly sure if the tom would give them permission either. "come on, we need to focus on the borders. not a squirrel." the she cat gave fifthpaw an affectionate cuff on the ear, then started looking around the territory once more. electraheart could recall back when she was an apprentice, which brought great, but cringe worthy, memories.[/fancypost][size=5pt]pika[c]hu #pikafancy image (c) original owner

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    . watching the patrols leave, nightjarstar shifted his head to look for his deputy and the medicine cat. he had finished his breakfast, and had wondered if they did the same. they won't be allowed to eat anything until they come back from the cosmos pool.
    "lunalight, frostflame, are you ready?" they should be going by now, and would probably come back before the sun sets, optimistically. the brown tabby leader stretched his spine, his claws sliding out of his sheaths for a moment. he had dug a place in the camp to bury the remaining skeleton of his prey, and had thanked starclan for its life.
    if starclan was mad at them now, there was no sign of it. hopefully, starclan would have answers for the weather, however. it puzzled him deeply.


    . "oh, okay," fifthpaw almost melted into the ground in disappointment. but she knew she had to follow orders. their patrol was the border patrol, not the hunting one. they had to stick to the job.
    "sorry, pawpaw," the apprentice meowed to the other apprentice, standing up a little straighter and flicking her ear when it was cuffed by her mentor. "we have to stick to our job, which is checking borders and remarking them. hunting is for later, when we've finished our job on hand."
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    Pawpaw rolled his eyes dramatically. "But it's soooooo boring," He complained. "Like, all we do is walk around and sniff the air sometimes. And if we smell a prey scent, we can't even run after it. D'you know how frustrating that is? And boring? Ugghh."

    OOC: ....Guys?
    'IC: Pawpaw skipped ahead, deciding to make the best of the situation. He tripped over a couple times in his haste. He looked back impatiently, wanting the patrol to end so that he could hunt.

    Lunalight
    The she cat picked at a mouse as she watched as the patrols were sent out. Seeing as she wasn't all that hungry after all, the feline used a front paw and pushed the prey off to the side. She rose slowly on dainty paws and stretched out her lean body, a soft yawn parted from her maw as the crystal clear gems shifted around the camp. The sound of her name drew her ears in the direction of the voice, followed closely by her head and eyes. She gazed at Nightjarstar while waving her tail to claim his attention. The elegant feline padded over to him, ready to leave when he was.


    Riddlemask
    The attractive tom shifted his bi colored eyes in the direction of his own apprentice who was complaining at the moment. The warrior wasn't all that fond of boarder patrols either, hunting was much more fun, but he did enjoy the feeling of satisfaction as he knew that the boarder were marked and his clan was safe. "Pawpaw, slow down. Going faster isn't going to make the patrol end quicker." He meowed lightly. The tom didn't have any plans on hunting, there was already a hunting patrol out. He did want to get some battle training done, as well as see how Pawpaw was faring in combat. Although he supposed he could turn that into a hunting lesson, if the tom was so keen on hunting squirrels. Riddlemask paused as they came to their first boarder, ears erect as he scented the air.
    "What do you smell around here Pawpaw?" He asked his apprentice as he gave a light wave of his tail. "And do not say squirrels." He added after a moments thought.

    "Ugh," Pawpaw tipped his head back and rolled his eyes. "I dunno, cats?" He said, his voice slimy with sarcasm. He hated patrols.

    Lioneyes
    The large maine coon shifted his golden gems around the camp, having heard his named called yet not certain for whatever the reason was for. The tom glanced at the much larger cat, Blackfrost who dipped his head and waved his tail in the direction of the pretty white she-cat sitting off to the side. Patrol? He must of been staring off into space once more. His paws nimble led him in Snowblossom's direction as he gave a bow of his crown in greetings to her. He could only assume that she was the patrol leader seeing as Blackfrost had pointed him into her direction. "Hello, Snowblossom." He meowed, a warmer smile on his face. He was well aware of how jumpy she could be with cats she didn't socialize with all that often.

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    REDSKIEZ
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    let's just call it a ghost cat
    #redskiezlookiez
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    . Fifthpaw tilted her head, her ears slowly drooping down from their upright position on her head. She was patient and childish to a certain extent, but when she had to work, all she must think about is work. "Pawpaw, I think we should really focus on the job at paw," she meowed, her tail flicking a little impatiently. "We can quickly finish up marking the borders and check for intruders, then we can hunt if our mentors allows us. Wouldn't that be better than sulking here and be sarcastic?"
    At least she stopped talking there. The apprentice lifted her head up and took a whiff. She couldn't smell anything but the slightly aged scent of their border. Nothing seemed to have disturbed this place for quite a while. "Just the scent of the border," the female replied for Pawpaw. She then scooted over to playfully cuff the smaller male over the ear, a friendly gesture.


    . Nightjarstar nodded. "Ready," he meowed, flicking his tail as an indication that they were going. Without bothering to check over his shoulder that his medicine cat and deputy were following, the male headed out and toward the location of the pool. His mind still buzzed with what StarClan might say, and if they were truly displeased. He would do anything to make sure they were once again satisfied with them.
    Mid-walk, the brown leader thought he heard the sound of the border patrol, and rolled his eyes almost comically. Fifthpaw and her mouthful of words, a neverending roaring river that could drown an army of cats and devour up mountains.
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    Pawpaw rolled his eyes in an exaggerated manner, but laughed when Fifthpaw cuffed his ear. He aimed a swipe back and pricked his ears, attempting to try and take part in the boring job. He couldn't hear anything out of the ordinary, and didn't seem to smell anything worth taking note of.
    He cast his gaze around in case he saw anything that would allow him to redeem himself, but his mind was still on squirrels and so his focus was mainly on prey. He realised the problem and lowered his eyes again, disappointed that he had nothing to add.