Redwoodclan: Main Rp Thread

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doesong molly - 32 moons (warrior) - tags; greyheart, stormpaw, cloudpaw, stormcall, basilpaw - apprentice; cloudpaw
╠ longhair solid white w/ ice blue eyes. ╣
doesong allowed her friend greyheart to take the lead of the patrol, not sure where he was wanting to take them exactly or if he had already agreed to a specific location based on his conversation with owlstar before she had walked up. the molly couldn't help but allow her grin to grow at her apprentice's excitement; she knew he would like it if it was turned into a game. "is there somewhere specific we are patrolling today, greyheart?" she decided to ask, although she allowed the other molly stormcall to take up the middle of the patrol with her own apprentice; she gave the calico a polite, small smile as she did, hoping to break whatever tension was there. doesong was content to stay towards the back with cloudpaw so that he could focus on his pawstep game without having to worry about someone walking up behind him for going too slowly.

smokestorm tom - 28 moons (warrior) - tags; leafpaw, splashpaw - apprentice; leafpaw
╠ shorthair solid gray w/ slight white & soft green eyes. ╣
smokestorm allowed the small cream colored apprentice to take the lead, walking a few pawsteps behind him, and making sure every few seconds to look behind himself to make sure his own apprentice leafpaw was staying with them. knowing he had been a bit hard on her, he paused for a moment and gave her a nudge with his head affectionately to let her know he wasn't mad at her. his ears perked up at splashpaw's question, chuckling lowly as it seemed to throw his own apprentice off, tilting his head to the side as he considered. "i don't believe there is any difference in the fish amounts in different parts of the lake, no. sort of like our clan territory, we can be anywhere at any given time right?" he asked the apprentice, encouraging him to think it through himself. "now, i doubt that they went all the way to the far side of the lake, so the question is, did they go left or right?"


flood molly - 35 moons (kittypet) - tags; ponyboy curtis
╠ longhair black & white w/ yellow-green eyes. ╣
flood couldn't help the deep purr that rumbled through her fluffy chest as the tom rubbed his chin over her head; their height difference made such things very easy and since she was an outdoor kittypet, she certainly was lacking in affection from her two-legs and thus soaked it up whenever she could get it - such as from her dear friend ponyboy. she wouldn't admit it of course, but there was also a different sort of flutter in her chest at his affection that other cats didn't quite cause in her, but she chose not to acknowledge it for the time being. her smile only grew at the nickname he called her, something shared just between the two of them, and although at first she hadn't known how she felt about it, she had grown to adore hearing it from his maw. following after him as he made his way into the forest and away from her two-legs land, she bumped his shoulder to let him know she was with him. "hey, if they're musky than so am i. you're the indoor kittypet; the only one of us two that gets things like baths. i'm outdoors as much as the clan cats are!" she teased him, not at all actually concerned with her scent. if anything, she likely smelled of hay and various farm animals. "they're fine i think, although they're been talking about some big storm coming up soon and how they're going to prepare all of the animals for it. i'll probably have to just stay in the barn when it happens, and you should stay with your two-legs at their nest. apparently it's going to last for days." unlike most cats, maybe due to her name, but flood had never had an issue with getting wet and was a strong swimmer.

[Ryn11]

Splashpaw
◦ 6 moons ◦ tom ◦ apprentice (m. Goosefeather) ◦
◦ location: approaching the lake ◦ tags: smokestorm, leafpaw ◦
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"i don't believe there is any difference in the fish amounts in different parts of the lake, no. sort of like our clan territory, we can be anywhere at any given time right?"

"That makes sense," said Splashpaw. He wondered if fish had clans like cats did. Did fish go on border patrols around the edges of the lake? Splashpaw could feel the damp ground beneath his paws, and he could hear frogs in the reeds. They had reached the lake quicker than he expected!

"now, i doubt that they went all the way to the far side of the lake, so the question is, did they go left or right?"

Left or right... What had Cloverpond said? 'You land a jump on your right paw.' Splashpaw leapt a few inches, but he landed on both paws at the same time. Oh well. His paws made little prints on the ground. Splashpaw inspected the ground around him and found larger prints leading off to the... right? ...left? The prints smelled like Redwoodclan! "This way!" he called before looking back and remembering that Leafpaw was trying to stalk. "Oops," he said more quietly. "They went this way," and he padded away through the reeds.

[oceanz]

𝙲𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛
◦ 40 moons ◦ tom ◦ leader ◦ tags: open
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Claystar shuffled his paws, staring down at them for a moment in thought. He felt so.. off lately. Things had finally seemed to slow down after the horrible wave of green-cough those many moons ago. However, Claystar felt more uneasy and anxious then he had when the outbreak had first happened. Hazel eyes fell on the half a poppy seed Crystalmoon had given him, hoping that tonight it would work to ease his mind and let him sleep. The tom blinked slowly, raising his head to look out the den exit again. He should go back out there… but he so badly wanted to remain a hermit. He had been surprised when he had been made Deputy, never really thinking he would make it to Leadership. However here here he was. “Owlstar didn’t pick you for nothing… you have to at least show your face.” Claystar hissed, forcing himself to his paws. The oriental shorthair brought his paw to his eyes, rubbing them for a moment before slowly padding back out into camp.

𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚙𝚊𝚠
◦ 8 moons ◦ she-cat ◦ apprentice ◦ tags: greyheart, stormcall, cloudpaw, doesong & stormpaw
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Basilpaw bounded after the her mentor as patrol began to leave, trying to walk in step with Stormcall. She rolled her eyes as Greyheart spoke, he sounded just like her father. “Is there anything you’d like me to focus on Stormcall?” The apprentice purred, a light bounce to each of her steps. She was doing her best to contain her energy, wanting nothing more than to playfully tease Cloudpaw and Stormpaw. However, being yelled at Greyheart wasn’t quite worth it.

𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚘𝚝𝚗𝚘𝚜𝚎
◦ 21 moons ◦ she-cat ◦ warrior ◦ tags: littlerain
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Apricotnose looked down at her soaking wet fur, almost skin tight to her small body. “Yeah I’m actually pretty small, the fluff makes me look bigger.” The she-cat said with a giggle, shaking out her wet fur before sitting down to continue grooming herself for a moment. “I like swimming and fishing, but I don’t like staying wet.” Apricotnose explained between licks, aiming to at least be just damp. “Would you like to try the trout? I don’t mind sharing” the tabby offered, motioning towards the young trout.

𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚢𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝
◦ 32 moons ◦ tom ◦ warrior ◦ tags:, stormcall, doesong, cloudpaw, stormpaw & basilpaw
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Greyheart began to lead the patrol, glancing back one to make sure Stormpaw was following. He acknowledged Doesong’s question with a nod. “Yes, Claystar had mentioned he would like us to head South. I believe to avoid any hunting patrols that are, or will be, out.” He responded, eyes scanning over the territory. He had briefly considered going to the furthest Southern border, showing the apprentices the Thunderpath. Greyheart shook his head at the thought, maybe another day.“We won’t be going near the Thunderpath however, that will have to be another trip… without the apprentices.” He added, now directing his next comment towards Stormpaw. “Remember to take in your surroundings Stormpaw.” Greyheart reminded his apprentice, “by being more mindful of your surroundings, you’re able to identify potential dangers as well as be able to make more informed decisions and navigate the territory confidently.” The tabby continued, pausing only for a moment to watch as a loud jay flew past the group.

𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚗
◦ 43 moons ◦ tom ◦ warrior ◦ tags: open
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Shadowthorn watched as the border patrol left, thumping his tail is disappointment. He had, of course, woken up too late again. The tom sighed quietly, frustrated with himself. Lately he had been sleeping in practically everyday, always missing the dawn patrols he used to love. It’s not like he was old, he was a mere 43 moons. The black and white tom shook his head, as if shaking his thoughts away. No use sitting there thinking about it all day. With a loud yawn and a big stretch, the tom made his way over to the kill pile to shuffle through the leftovers from the morning.

[•Crow•]

Moonstream

• Shecat • 14 Moons • warrior • Tags: O P E N •

She pushed herself through the bushes out from the dirtplace. She shook her coat clean, making sure there was no clinging debris. Her fur rippled and glowed like a silver stream underneath the rays of the sun as she made her way through the undergrowth. Moonstream parted her jaws, letting the scents of the forest stream into her mouth. The sweet smell of thrush hit her nostrils and pulled her attention to the west. Luckily, she didn't need to search far. Staying low to the ground, yet being careful that her belly didn't brush across any dry leaves or anything like that, she carefully placed each paw down. Her soft, mossy teal eyes scanned the undergrowth for her prey and any possible distractions. It didn't take her long to locate her prey. The thrush was scavenging some seeds or bugs between the roots of a tree and some brush. Her ears flickered as she felt for the direction of any wind to ensure her scent wouldn't be carried to her prey and alarm it to flee. Acting strategically yet swiftly, the light silver-blue warrior got herself in position in the shadows. Not delaying a second more, when she felt she was close enough, she launched forward, claws extended. They landed squarely on the thrush's back. Her claws sank in behind its neck, killing it quite quickly. "Thank you starclan" She breathed her thanks and let her muscles relax. She lifted her head and took in a deep breath, gathering scent to see if there was other prey. But there was none. The hair along her spine began to crawl when she realized it was just too silent. She looked around in a small panic, feeling eyes on her. No matter where she looked, though, she couldn't spot a thing. She decided not to let it get to her. She grabbed her prey and headed back to camp in a hurried fashion.

[P0stHum4n]

【𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐟𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝】

✦ | 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦. | ✦

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• Warrior • 36 Moons • Tags: Milkbird• Tom •

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𝐖olfbloods eyes softened as he thought about it. "Of Course." His tail flicked to the side as he quietly trotted in the direction of the scent. He followed it for a while, Ever so checking to make sure he hadn't gotten too distracted. As they walked a little closer to the border, Wolfblood came to an abrupt stop as his eyes narrowed at a small bushy area, covered in rocks. "Is that.. a weasel den?" His tail swayed lightly behind him as he stared at the grassy area.

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【𝐂𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧】

✦ | 𝘕𝘰 𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥. | ✦

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• Medicine Cat • 33 Moons • Tags: Claystar, mentions Apricotnose • She-Cat •Medicinal Den•

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𝐂rystalmoon Nodded to herself as she thought about what to do. "What to do, what to do.. Lots of things. That's for sure." crystalmoon smiled. She stretched with a yawn, feeling more tired as usual. She sat by the door of her medicinal den. "Perhaps I should greet a few clan cats and check on them.." crystalmoon sighed, pondering the thought. She thought it would be best to wait a few minutes in case of any cats visiting the medicinal den. Therefore she simply organized a bit as she hummed a tune once sang by her mother when she was a kit.

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Venom (loner,Tom) is currently at the abandoned barn [Tags: Shanty.][/quote]

[daybreak.]

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𝑳𝒆𝒂𝒇𝒑𝒂𝒘 🍃
.apprentice (7 ☾)- 🍂 -molly
.⌖ training grounds → fishpond
.mention; Firecry, Goosefeather
.tags; Smokestorm, Splashpaw
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Leafpaw leaned into Smokestorm's nudge to show she understood. She liked being on her mentor's good side. She sat to lick the paw she'd snapped the branch with while Smokestorm patiently talked Splashpaw through his ridiculous question.

"now, i doubt that they went all the way to the far side of the lake, so the question is, did they go left or right?"

Leafpaw reflexively raised her own head, mouth slightly agape, recognizing the faint scent of her clanmates off to the right. Spalshpaw, instead, shook his butt and made a short hop as if pouncing on a butterfly... he looked disappointed for a moment before raising his head in the direction of the scent Leafpaw had picked up.

"This way!"

The cream-and-white apprentice called too enthusiastically. A couple of startled starlings flew off into the thicker woods. He looked back at Leafpaw, who returned a bemused gaze. He corrected his volume, meowing more quietly,

"Oops. They went this way."

Of course, Splashpaw had landed right on the mouse, but only StarClan knew how he'd done it. Leafpaw shook her head lightly as the small patrol continued onward, following Splashpaw's bouncy gait. He was so weird sometimes.

Leafpaw continued to carefully step around anything that might make a loud noise, though now that they neared the softer, mulchy ground around the fishpond it was getting quite easy, and she found herself getting a bit bored; she might as well join Splashpaw in tracking.

She lifted her head once more to taste the air, expecting the clearer scents of Firecry and Goosefeather. Her hackles instinctively rose, and her paws stopped short. She could smell the warriors alright, but there was something else she couldn't place, acrid and pungent, staining the air.

"Smokestorm!" She hissed in alarm.

[star star.]

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☆ ─── MOTHSIGHT.

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redwoodclan med cat ✧ she-cat
mentions/tags; nightpaw, crystalmoon,
firecry

Mothsight narrows her eyes at Nightpaw, a stern expression on her face as she says, "Don't do it again." She understands the desperation - the urge to have something done, to work, but she's learned that it's best to be safer rather than sorry sometimes. Her stern warning may be a bit much, as she knows that they were just desperate for something to work. "Be safe." Be smart. "Come straight to Crystalmoon or I instead." She eyes Nightpaw for another heartbeat, then relaxes. Right. No more scolding the apprentice who actually sought her out for help.

At the mention of Firecry, Mothsight's tail twitches irritably and they have to bite back many choice words about the warrior that would not be nice to say in front of said warrior's apprentice. Personally, she doesn't get why a warrior who has an apprentice would leave camp without letting their apprentice know about their whereabouts - but maybe that's just her. (and maybe that's a bit hypocritical, considering what she'd done earlier in the day and has been for nearly the past moon, but she likes to think she gets a bit more leeway, what with owlpaw having the ability to fall back on crystalmoon should mothsight disappear.)

When Nightpaw continues, saying they really don't mind collecting the moss, Mothsight sighs. She doesn't voice it, but their moss stash has been shrinking faster than it can be replenished. She studies Nightpaw for a moment, trying to figure how sincere they are, then shakes her head as they mention the area near the river. "Fine," she finally relents. "But you should get something from the fresh-kill pile first, and you need to take someone - a warrior - with you." Not that she doesn't have full faith in Nightpaw to keep themself safe. She would rather just take precautionary measures. Let Nightpaw assume that it's so they can get more moss back to camp, or whatever they want to think. It's no fur off her tail.

"Yes, there should be plenty near the river," Mothsight says. She turns back to the stocks she and Crystalmoon have been tending to for the past moons, slowly rebuilding after the greencough outbreak. "Now get out," she adds, flicking her tail. "Get prey and take as long as you need. If Firecry shows up and has an issue, send him my way."

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☆ ─── TRIX.

i know you're feigning for
uncertainty, but i'm not scared
loner ✧ nonbinary
mentions/tags; calypso, swan

last post here; waiting for calypso response before responding w/ trix!

[WetPaint23]

Littlerain
• She-Cat • 39 Moons • Warrior • Tags: Apricotnose
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"I'd love to! Thank you." Littlerain crouched down next to the fish before taking a small, tentative bite from near the spine. "It's actually pretty good!" She purred, sitting back up at she chewed. "I've never had fish before. I expected it to be a bit more muddy tasting than this." Littlerain glanced back down at the fish, her whiskers twitching. "I'll leave the rest to you, though. You did catch it, after all!"

Milkbird
• Tom • 42 Moons • Deputy • Tags: Wolfblood
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Milkbird lifted his muzzle into the air, scenting the area. "The weasel scent is much more concentrated here. It seems like it." He tilted his head to the side, listening intently. An odd scrabbling noise was coming from inside the den, not unlike claws on stone. "I think it's inside. It sounds pretty big and there may be more than one. Probably more than just the two of us can safely take on. We should head back to camp, tell Claystar what we found, and let him decide if we form a patrol to chase it out or not. I don't want any unnecessary injuries from acting too impulsively."

Nightpaw
• Nonbinary • 11 Moons • Apprentice • Tags: Mothsight, Firecry, Swiftface
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Nightpaw nodded in understanding. "I won't do it again." They shuddered involuntarily, remembering the brief panic that had overcome them when they realized a leaf had gotten stuck inside their ear, and the following panic as Skypaw used his claw to dig it out. Skypaw had immediately begun joking about his littermate being taken down by a leaf, but Nightpaw had been more shaken up than they'd like to admit. "I'll come straight to one of you two instead."

Nightpaw's eyes flicked to Mothsight's tail as it twitched, noting her sudden irritation. They considered asking about the sudden shift in demeanor, but quickly decided better of it. They already knew Mothsight had some issues with Firecry and figured it would be better to avoid bringing it up further. "Okay. I will." Nightpaw's whiskers twitched with a laugh as they imagined Mothsight scolding Firecry. They toddled out of the den and into the camp clearing, feeling and hearing much better than before. Nightpaw glanced at the depleted prey pile, selecting a partially flattened frog. They grabbed it by the leg and dragged it to a more secluded part of camp. As they ate they scanned the clearing, searching for Swiftface. They hadn't seen her much recently, and was hoping that she may be willing to go to the river with them if she wasn't already on patrol.

Cloudpaw
• Tom • 8 Moons • Apprentice • Tags: Doesong, Greyheart, Stormpaw
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Cloudpaw followed behind the patrol, his gaze focused intently on his own pawsteps. Sticking close to Doesong, he walked slowly and calmly, stepping over leaves and sticks that littered the ground. He felt his sense of accomplishment growing as he leapt over a large root, one that always tripped him up whenever he ran out of camp. "Doesong!" He whispered to the white molly. "I haven't stepped on a single leaf!" It didn't matter to him that there weren't too many leaves on the ground at the moment, Cloudpaw felt proud of himself all the same. "I haven't tripped either!" This was much more fun, and in Cloudpaw's opinion beneficial, than looking out for plants or birds like Stormpaw was doing.

Skypaw
• Tom • 11 Moons • Apprentice • Tags: Riverpaw, Owlpaw
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Skypaw stood and stretched before padding over to the prey pile. He was still pretty damp from his morning at the pond, but no longer leaving puddles of water wherever he went. He nodded politely to Riverpaw and Owlpaw as he walked, not wanting to interrupt their conversation, especially if it was something medicine related.

[believe-hwu]

𝙲 𝙻 𝙾 𝚅 𝙴 𝚁 𝙿 𝙾 𝙽 𝙳 ! !
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xx[27 moons] [warrior] [molly] [mentors; n/a] [interest; open] [location; camp] [mood; concerned]
xx [mentions; yarrowstash] [tags; yarrowstash]
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She flicked the other cat with her tail tip, hoping to get her moving and about for the day. "Are you sure you're okay enough for a hunting patrol, Yarrowstash?" She could understand if she didn't feel alright, and Cloverpond would simply go on the hunting patrol herself. She didn't think it was that big of a deal, she'd done it a few times with others who felt sick that day or the like.

𝚂 𝚃 𝙾 𝚁 𝙼 𝙿 𝙰 𝚆 ! !
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xx[6 moons] [apprentice] [tom] [mentor; greyheart] [interest; open] [location; camp] [mood; embarrassed]
xx [mentions; greyheart, stormcall, brackenfang, doesong, cloudpaw] [tags; greyheart, stormcall, brackenfang, doesong, cloudpaw]
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Identifying surroundings. He thought, glancing up at his mentor briefly before his gaze turned back to the forest around them. He padded after his mentor with a silent nod, attempting to keep his pawsteps quiet like his mother had taught him before his apprentice ceremony, accidentally stepping on a twig and snapping it, promptly scaring off the jay that flew away from the group. His ears flattened, he certainly hadn't meant to do that. Greyheart had just told him to be mindful of his surroundings. Aw, mouse-dung. Stormpaw bit the inside of his cheek, avoiding his mentor's gaze.

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[doesong molly - 32 moons (warrior) - tags; greyheart, stormpaw, cloudpaw, stormcall, basilpaw - apprentice; cloudpaw
╠ longhair solid white w/ ice blue eyes. ╣
doesong's ears perked up as her friend spoke again, in response to her question, and nodded her head in understanding to his words; that made sense. if the hunting patrols were sent in the other three directions, south was the best bet. she was about to ask about the thunderpath herself when greyheart continued to speak about it. she noticed the look he gave his apprentice, and couldn't help but looking at her own at that moment; while it would certainly be a learning opportunity for the apprentices to see the thunderpath, it was also incredibly dangerous, so perhaps that could wait until they were a bit older. a brilliant smile came across her face at cloudpaw's words, a deep purr rumbling in her chest as she licked him over the head affectionately. "you're right cloudpaw, i am so proud of you! you're doing a great job little one! keep it up, we're almost at the part of the territory that claystar wanted us to patrol."

smokestorm tom - 28 moons (warrior) - tags; leafpaw, splashpaw - apprentice; leafpaw
╠ shorthair solid gray w/ slight white & soft green eyes. ╣
smokestorm smiled encouragingly at the young tom as he tried to figure out which way to go, praising him softly as he picked the direction that the older tom himself had already spotted the older pawprints heading in, proud that he was making the proper deductions. however, they hadn't traveled very far at all, not yet even within eyesight of the young tom's mentor, when a foul scent hit his nostrils, right as his own apprentice let out a fearful hiss; she must have caught onto it as well. quickly, smokestorm took control by shoving both apprentices behind himself, his body immediately going onto alert; ears swiveling, nostrils flaring, eyes flashing about, he tried to pinpoint the scent. it reminded him of a badger, which was not a good thing at all, but there was a sharp foulness to it that threw him off a bit. "stay behind me you two. and if i tell you to run, you run back to camp immediately and do not look back. understand me?" he hissed out as he slowly inched forward, towards the scent. he was slightly regretting being alone with the two apprentices and no other warriors, in case a fight did break out. but he would protect them with his life, if needed.

flood molly - 35 moons (kittypet) - tags; ponyboy curtis
╠ longhair black & white w/ yellow-green eyes. ╣
flood couldn't help the deep purr that rumbled through her fluffy chest as the tom rubbed his chin over her head; their height difference made such things very easy and since she was an outdoor kittypet, she certainly was lacking in affection from her two-legs and thus soaked it up whenever she could get it - such as from her dear friend ponyboy. she wouldn't admit it of course, but there was also a different sort of flutter in her chest at his affection that other cats didn't quite cause in her, but she chose not to acknowledge it for the time being. her smile only grew at the nickname he called her, something shared just between the two of them, and although at first she hadn't known how she felt about it, she had grown to adore hearing it from his maw. following after him as he made his way into the forest and away from her two-legs land, she bumped his shoulder to let him know she was with him. "hey, if they're musky than so am i. you're the indoor kittypet; the only one of us two that gets things like baths. i'm outdoors as much as the clan cats are!" she teased him, not at all actually concerned with her scent. if anything, she likely smelled of hay and various farm animals. "they're fine i think, although they're been talking about some big storm coming up soon and how they're going to prepare all of the animals for it. i'll probably have to just stay in the barn when it happens, and you should stay with your two-legs at their nest. apparently it's going to last for days." unlike most cats, maybe due to her name, but flood had never had an issue with getting wet and was a strong swimmer.