HERE WE GO, COME WITH ME | OPEN, WINDCLAN PATROL

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    SUNRISE;;



    Sunrise padded along the territory. She was leading a patrol, for the first time in a while. She took deep breaths as she walked. She had to appear confident. Never let it falter. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale.


    She had been to ThunderClan many times, and had heard that the leader here disliked those who crossed the border. So Sunrise stopped a few tail-lengths from it. "Pause here, um...don't go over the border." she meowed to Veronika and Frogleap before keeping her gaze focused straight ahead, trying to find any signs of life.


    (c)trexgirl

    [fancypost=borderwidth; width: 500px; text-align: justify; line-height: 18px; font-size: 11pt]The overpowering, sharp, cool scents of the moor permeated the soft stillness of the snow-bound woods, alerting any creature within the area as the breezes carried the foreign smells. One such creature, the deputy of the wooded clan, raised her head as the scent tickled her pink nose, icy eyes narrowed and crooked jaw set as she turned towards the direction of the border - yes, the scents were stronger there. The cinnamon-silver mollie started off at a full run, snow being thrown up by paws of the same hue. But, as she approached she slowed, plumes of breath curling from her jutting bottom jaw as she came within sight of the WindClan patrol. Good - at least they understood the concepts of borders, she thought with an inward snort.


    Stoneface approached Sunrise and the other members of the patrol with a fail flick of her tail in greeting, icy eyes sharp as stone as she studied them. Silence reigned for a moment, until she spoke in a raspy, low voice that seemed somehow fitting for the short, muscled mollie. "Names and business with ThunderClan, please." She grunted, though there was no display of anger, instead a cold diplomacy.
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    [font=arial]GENERAL:
    Stonekit > Stonepaw > Stoneface
    Traditional ThunderClan | female (she/her pronouns) | 15 moons | ages weirdly | bisexual biromantic| npc x npc 1st gen
    — Deputy of ThunderClan
    APPEARANCE:
    Stoneface is a stocky, short mollie with cinnamon-silver tabby stripes and high white. Since she prides herself on appearance her fur is always clan - almost meticulously. Icy blue eyes stare from a face that is mutilated by a permanently broken jaw.
    PERSONALITY:
    ESFJ-T - The Consul
    — likes: quiet, warmth, the sound of water, clouds, birds
    — dislikes: cliffs, rocks, sharp stones, loud noises
    SOCIAL:
    APPRENTICE: none
    RELATIONSHIP: none
    HEALTH:
    PHYSICAL: excellent
    MENTAL: excellent
    — MAJOR INJURIES: permanently broken jaw that interferes with speech
    — MINOR INJURIES: none
    ENCOUNTER:
    Spent entire life devoting herself to training.
    PHYSICAL STRENGTH: medium-high
    MENTAL STRENGTH: high
    ATTACK IN #696969
    Passive actions may be powerplayed (e.g. healing, touching)

    A tall, lean muscled warrior emerged from the undergrowth, falling in step with the deputy and matching her stern demeanor. He did not speak, but offered only silent support of the she-cat as she adressed the foreigners, alert and ready for any instruction. He sat down, his statuesque form like carved sandstone, his piercing eyes rested on the strangers in an expressionless, searching manner.

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    ❝ MAKES ME GLAD I'M ONLY A STONE'S THROW AWAY ❞

    The dark tabby tom eyed the ThunderClan cats from across the border; his gaze curious, but not unkind.


    "We are Frogleap, Sunrise, and Veronika." He answered, introducing the three WindClan cats that were present. "We don't mean you any trouble," He mewed softly. "We're simply patrolling our borders."

    ❝ MAKES ME SAD THAT OTHERS CAN'T HAVE IT THE SAME WAY ❞

    [spoiler=tags UPDATED 13/03/17]
    GENERAL:
    ★ FROGLEAP | FROGGY | MALE
    ★ BISEXUAL
    ★ 13 MOONS | AGES EVERY 50 POSTS
    ★ WARRIOR | NO TITLE
    PHYSICAL:
    ★SPECIES DOMESTIC CAT [100%] | health: 100%
    — DARK BROWN TABBY TOM WITH WHITE PAWS, WHITE UNDERBELLY AND TAIL TIP; BLUE EYES
    — major injuries: N/A
    — minor injuries: N.A
    PERSONALITY:
    ★ INQUISITIVE | HAPPY | APPROACHABLE | LIGHT-SLEEPER
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    ★ SINGLE | ½ _____ | crushing on _____
    ★ parents - ASPENFANG x TIMBERCLAW | GEN 2
    ★ siblings - DAWNSTAR, FERNLEAF
    ★ children - N/A
    ★ friends - N/A
    INTERACTION:
    ★ MEDIUM PHYSICALLY | HARD MENTALLY

    ★ ATTACK IN #008080

    [color=burlywood] Drywind turned to the Thunderclan deputy, waiting to hear what she had to say. It was true, the windclanners hadn't crossed into their territory, but whether or not he believed them was questionable at best. Still, he waited patiently for Stoneface's opinion on the matter. He glanced at Sunrise, noting her abyssinian roots, like his. The pair shared a striking resemblance, but then again most abyssinians looked alike. Frogleap, tabby tom who had adressed them, seemed to be the most senior of the group as it was he who adressed the thunderclan deputy with such confidence. Veronika, the she-cat with the loner moniker, said nothing, like Drywind, and sat nearest the rear of the patrol.

    Why were they stopping? She was slightly concerned by the matter. Did they smell trespassers? ”Yes, what brings you all the way to ThunderClan?” They didn't share a border after all, the patrol must have come through fourtrees. That was certainly odd. A normal border patrol wouldn't work, unless they were claiming fourtrees as their own? Which she certainly hoped not.


    YOU OR YOUR RELIGION (03/10)

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    SUNRISE;;



    She took another deep breath. "Oh! Um, yes. I am Sunrise. From WindClan. We are just refreshing the borders is all. Like Frogleap said, we mean no harm. How is, um, ThunderClan faring?" Two "um"s! She was getting good at this. Now she felt glad she led this patrol. It was boosting her confidence and kicking her anxiety to the curb.


    (c)trexgirl

    ”That can't be right however, we do not share a border... we border ShadowClan and RiverClan while you are on the other side of fourtrees, are you lost?” Sunrise... that was an interesting name. she must not have changed her name when she joined the Clan she supposed. ”I mean I didn't know that WindClan was trying to claim fourtrees?” Tilting her head to the side, she would wait the ticked tabby to answer. This certainly was an intruiging situation.


    YOU OR YOUR RELIGION (03/10)

    ooc. sorry - i made a mistake and was remembering the territory placements wrong uvu i keep getting mixed info on if the trad clans take place in the lake territory or the territory with the thunderpath


    Pinefang observed with a swaying tail, her eyes focused on Thornstar.

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    [spoiler=you're the one that's going down — updated 01/15]
    GENERAL:
    ★ MOSSFLIGHT | MOSSPAW MOSSKIT | FEMALE
    ★ HETEROROMANTIC | HETEROSEXUAL | very interested in icegaze
    ★ 24 months old | December 3rd, 2016 | Realistically
    ★ Thunderclan | Grouch | Deputy
    PHYSICAL:
    ★ DOMESTIC CAT [birth/main] | health: 100%
    — reference - X
    — major injuries: three scars running from for head to base of tail
    — minor injuries: N/A
    PERSONALITY:
    STRONG | STONY | COLD
    RELATIONSHIPS:

    ★ Taken | ½ Mossgaze
    ★ NPC x Amberlight
    ★ Older sister to Wisteriabloom, Sagesmoke and Breezepaw
    ★ Mother to Thornkit, Poppykit, Nettlekit, Fireflykit, and Mistlekit
    INTERACTION:
    ★ Message main account or here to plot
    ★ Not easily befriended
    ★ Will starts fights and end them
    ★ Speaks in white, thinks in white
    ★ Attack in bolded white
    ★ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.

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    SUNRISE;;


    Huh? She thought the borders all connected. Sunrise wasn't one to look at scenery, at least not on patrols. She was too focused on her anxiety and qualming it. "Oh! We're not taking over Fourtrees, no! We'd never do that. I'm not lost; I remember going that way a few times as an apprentice. We've been going that way for a while, haven't we?" She glanced at Veronika and Frogleap.


    (c)trexgirl

    [color=burlywood] Drywind flinched at the sound of his leader's voice and turned tail to slink off back into thunderclan territory, trying his best not to look too vulnerable as he did. His presence was no longer required.

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    ❝ MAKES ME GLAD I'M ONLY A STONE'S THROW AWAY ❞

    Much like his clanmate, Frogleap was also thrown by the suggestion that they were trying to claim Fourtrees. "Sunrise is right. We wouldn't do that." Frogleap replied, attempting to keep his tone measured and even. The last thing he wanted was to start something with ThunderClan patrol, and Dawnstar had warned them to be civil should they have met them.

    ❝ MAKES ME SAD THAT OTHERS CAN'T HAVE IT THE SAME WAY ❞

    [spoiler=tags UPDATED 13/03/17]
    GENERAL:
    ★ FROGLEAP | FROGGY | MALE
    ★ BISEXUAL
    ★ 13 MOONS | AGES EVERY 50 POSTS
    ★ WARRIOR | NO TITLE
    PHYSICAL:
    ★SPECIES DOMESTIC CAT [100%] | health: 100%
    — DARK BROWN TABBY TOM WITH WHITE PAWS, WHITE UNDERBELLY AND TAIL TIP; BLUE EYES
    — major injuries: N/A
    — minor injuries: N.A
    PERSONALITY:
    ★ INQUISITIVE | HAPPY | APPROACHABLE | LIGHT-SLEEPER
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    ★ SINGLE | ½ _____ | crushing on _____
    ★ parents - ASPENFANG x TIMBERCLAW | GEN 2
    ★ siblings - DAWNSTAR, FERNLEAF
    ★ children - N/A
    ★ friends - N/A
    INTERACTION:
    ★ MEDIUM PHYSICALLY | HARD MENTALLY

    ★ ATTACK IN #008080

    "Thats interesting. We don't share a border so what is a border patrol doing trying to mark the border between ThunderClan and fourtrees?" She meowed smoothly, looking down at Sunrise with a neutral expression. She didn't have time to deal with mousebrains who didn't know how to mark their own territory. After all, WindClan was the furthest from ThunderClan as they both only bordered RiverClan and ShadowClan. Well ThunderClan also bordered SkyClan and she wasn't sure if DarkClan bordered WindClan or not but it didn't really matter. The Clans didn't all border each other due to the gorge between RiverClan and WindClan leading to the river which at that point of location belonged in RiverClan territory and that was the closest they got. So either the patrol was at fourtrees or they were deep in RiverClan territory.


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    YOU OR YOUR RELIGION (03/10)

    [fancypost=borderwidth; width: 500px; text-align: justify; line-height: 18px; font-size: 11pt]Stoneface watched the WindClanners speak, icy eyes curious but narrowed as she swiped a pink tongue around her crooked maw. Thornstar's point made the mollie glance at the direction of Fourtrees, and then back at the WindClan patrol. To her, the only reason they would be here was if they were trying to deliver a message, or RiverClan had just been taken over. The latter she highly doubted, and the most probable reasoning was that they had gotten lost - the question was how. Compared to the other clans, ThunderClan had the distinct smell of leaf-mold and trees, and RiverClan fairly stank of fish - though she would never say it to a RiverClan cat's face. Though these thoughts churned in her head like water through the gorge, the stony deputy stayed silent. Thornstar was handling it.


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    [font=arial]GENERAL:
    Stonekit > Stonepaw > Stoneface
    Traditional ThunderClan | female (she/her pronouns) | 15 moons | ages weirdly | bisexual biromantic| npc x npc 1st gen
    — Deputy of ThunderClan
    APPEARANCE:
    Stoneface is a stocky, short mollie with cinnamon-silver tabby stripes and high white. Since she prides herself on appearance her fur is always clan - almost meticulously. Icy blue eyes stare from a face that is mutilated by a permanently broken jaw.
    PERSONALITY:
    ESFJ-T - The Consul
    — likes: quiet, warmth, the sound of water, clouds, birds
    — dislikes: cliffs, rocks, sharp stones, loud noises
    SOCIAL:
    APPRENTICE: none
    RELATIONSHIP: none
    HEALTH:
    PHYSICAL: excellent
    MENTAL: excellent
    — MAJOR INJURIES: permanently broken jaw that interferes with speech
    — MINOR INJURIES: none
    ENCOUNTER:
    Spent entire life devoting herself to training.
    PHYSICAL STRENGTH: medium-high
    MENTAL STRENGTH: high
    ATTACK IN #696969
    Passive actions may be powerplayed (e.g. healing, touching)

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    SUNRISE;;



    Sunrise had never had this problem before with any other leader. Why was it being questioned now? "Well look, we can assure you that this is the way we have been going for moons upon moons, and, um...if you prefer we do not go through, take it up with Dawnstar." She gave a firm nod. Be civil, be civil. The words chanted in her mind.


    (c)trexgirl

    "Dawnstar? Privetstar is dead?" She hadn't been notified f this. "And yes you might want to let your leader know that patrolling fourtrees outside of your territory is a waste of your time and resources..."


    YOU OR YOUR RELIGION (03/10)

    [center][fancypost=background-color: none; bordercolor=transparent; text-align:justify; borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; font-size: 9; line-height:110%;]Losteye padded over, barely catching the last few remarks between the WindClanner and his sister. A smirk upon his maw, the half-blind warrior took a seat near Pinefang. A new leader, eh? Well, this new leader Dawnstar and her warriors were quite mousebrained to be patrolling ThunderClan borders. "You should leave," The tom stated, blue eye narrowing. He didn't like the vibe this WindClan patrol was giving off, and would rather not have them patrolling ThunderClan's border for whatever odd reason.
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    [spoiler=tags - updated 03/17/17][fancypost=bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height:110%;][align=justify]★ GENERAL:
    Frostkit - Frostpaw - Frostjay - Losteye
    — Male (he/him pronouns)
    — 26 moons old
    — Biromantic Heterosexual
    — Warrior of (Traditional) ThunderClan
    — Played by: Citali
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    ★ PHYSICALITY:
    ★ Domestic cat
    — Shorthaired
    — Blue lynx point w/ low white spotting
    — Left eye is missing, right eye is blue
    [font='verdana']— Short but fast
    — Slightly muscular
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    [font='verdana']★ RELATIONSHIPS:[font='verdana']
    — Single | No crush
    — Amberlight x NPC
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    ★ INTERACTION:[font='verdana']
    — Physically average | Mentally average
    — Speaks in bold white | Attacks in bold white
    — No maim/capture/kill without permission
    — Can powerplay peaceful actions