Badgers, Bloodied with Darkened Eyes (open, patrol)

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    Hearing the roar of the thunderpath, Dreamcloud thought it would be best to start near here for the border patrol. "Remembet, if you smell a foreign smell that isn't account for, call us over," meowed Dreamcloud to the patrol, signaling to split off but stay within earshot.

    JaggedSight

    "Feeling paranoid:True enemy or false friend?
    Anxiety's attacking me and
    My air is getting thin
    I'm in trouble for the things
    I haven't got to yet
    I'm chomping at the bit and my
    Palms are getting wet: sweating bullets"

    OOC:
    IC: Jaggedsight split off, pretending to be looking- well scenting for herbs, when really he was just hoping that maybe something had crossed the border, because he was suddenly itching for a fight to ease the stress, maybe it'd calm the voices screaming in his head down...
    ShadowClan Medicine Cat/Blind, Insomniac, slow of speech/ The Sight


    #princessofhearts((c))



    LICHEN;;


    How many were there on this patrol? Three warriors and a single apprentice, right? Even if they did find something, he doubted that such a small group could take care of it, but maybe that wasn't what the group was meant for. Maybe it was simply meant to take note of any scents before reporting back to the clan leader and deputy. The way Dream had explained it hadn't made much sense to the ex-loner, but he had decided to come along anyways. They seemed to need his help, after all.

    Upon hearing the words of the molly, he would head over to the Thunderpath. He wouldn't dare step foot onto it, instead he would open his maw and take in the scents around it. Were they on the Thunderclan borderor the Windclan border, it was a bit difficult to tell due to the vile scent of the road. The same road was the border between the two clans and Shadowclan, and Lichen was commonly confused as to which border he was closest to because of it. It was imperative that he know which clan they were currently close to, though, so that he could search for the specific scents that belonged to the individual clan.
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    information — updated: 06/12/17


    (c)trexgirl

    Checking the tunnel beneath the thunderpath first, Dreamcloud could smell only faded Shadowclan scents and the thick monster smell that seemed to sink into everything around here. Although she usually prefered patrolling this border, as she would sometimes run into a fellow clan's patrol, the stenth of the monsters did tend to cling onto everything. Still, this moon they had met a number of cats around here, and if someone- or something- took the chance to come in now... So far she didn't find anything aside from where the recent Bloodclan cats came in to meet them.

    JaggedSight

    "Feeling paranoid:True enemy or false friend?
    Anxiety's attacking me and
    My air is getting thin
    I'm in trouble for the things
    I haven't got to yet
    I'm chomping at the bit and my
    Palms are getting wet: sweating bullets"

    OOC:
    IC: He'd paused, absently snatching a few goldenrods from the plant in front of him, mostly keeping tabs on his clanmates. One was by the road which made him slightly antsy, as it seemed to be only Lichen. Dreamcloud was by the tunnel, feeling somewhat relieved...
    ShadowClan Medicine Cat/Blind, Insomniac, slow of speech/ The Sight


    #princessofhearts((c))



    LICHEN;;


    It didn't take long for Lichen to determine that they were by the Thunderclan border, the scent of their forest being swept to his nose by a small breeze. He would pad away from the road a bit after that, deciding to actually look for foreign scents. There was also the scent of Twolegs reaching his nose, telling him that they were pretty far from the Windclan border. No, instead they were near the Twolegplace where Bloodclan roamed. The scent of the city-cats seemed to be stale, but it would still reach his nose.

    With that figured out, he would turn his attention to the marshland surrounding him, searching for an fresh scents that signaled something strange. The main thing that he was searching for, though, was the scent of badgers. After the most recent attack on the camp, he hadn't been able to tell which direction they had ran off in, or whether they had left the territory altogether. He was keeping his metaphorical eyes peeled for any abnormal scents that they might pick up on
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    information — updated: 06/12/17


    (c)trexgirl

    Coming towards Lichen, she looked around to see everyone else spread out. "All I found was the Bloodclan cats that Cinderstar met up with a few sunrises ago. And I do not smell any new ones, so no one came through the hidden tunnel." Luckily, the smell of those cats tend to hide other's. But all scents are stale so I think we are good. "Have you found anything?"


    LICHEN;;


    When the molly addressed him, he would give a simple shake of his head. "All th' scents 'round 'ere seem t' be stale.'m sure nothin' is less than a week old, other than th' scents o' prey an' Shadowclan." This would be said in response to the female, though he would continue to scent the area anyways. "'s good t' know tha' th' Thunderclanners aren't traipsing all o'er our side o' th' border. Are ya plannin' on havin' us check th' rest o' th' borders as well, or were ya jus' mostly worried 'bout this one?" Might as well ask the patrol leader about her plans, right? That's how it went? He was incredibly new to the whole patrol thing, and honestly he was a bit lost as to what he was expected to do or say.
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    information — updated: 06/12/17


    (c)trexgirl

    Shaking her head, Dreamcloud didn't see a reason to check the rest of the border to the degree that they were, since any fresh smell would be easy to detect. "The thunderpath was the part I was most worried about, since the scents tend to mix around here. We can start resuming the border patrol, but we should still keep an eye out for any scents that we find."

    JaggedSight

    "Feeling paranoid:True enemy or false friend?
    Anxiety's attacking me and
    My air is getting thin
    I'm in trouble for the things
    I haven't got to yet
    I'm chomping at the bit and my
    Palms are getting wet: sweating bullets"

    OOC:
    IC: He stayed silent, clasping the leaves in his crooked jaws. He had to look ridiculous, left canine exposed to the elements barely covered by his leaves. He heard them talking, but promptly tuned them out lost in his own mind.
    ShadowClan Medicine Cat/Blind, Insomniac, slow of speech/ The Sight


    #princessofhearts((c))


    nightpaw tailed quietly after the others, not one for big conversation, deciding to stick close to jaggedsight, seeing as the blind medicine cat was the only cat that he was really familiar with. the ebony-colored apprentice figured that it was probably best to mind his own business and just observe how patrols worked, opting not to say anything unless spoken to or asked directly to give an answer to one of the older cats.

    As they moved further down, towards their border with Windclan, the silence made to trip last for much longer than it was suppose to. "So, Nightpaw, how is your training coming?"

    the younger tomcat shrugged nonchalantly, turning to meet the eager pair of crystal blue eyes that watched him with intrigue. alright, i suppose, he meowed with a shrug. i still have yet to find a mentor, so i don't have much one-on-one training, but i've picked up quite a bit from observing flaxenmask and cinderstar, as well as some of the more seasoned warriors.