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► Warrior ~ Tom ~ Tagged: Dawncloud, Owltuft, Sunroot ~ Location: camp exit
At Dawncloud's commands, Ironheart flicked the ear with a small nick in it before standing. He listened carefully to Dawncloud's instructions, as she was his superior and to Ironheart, the clan hierarchy was one of the most important things. The dark gray-blue warrior padded over to his companions, Owltuft and Sunroot. The large, broad-shouldered tom nodded a respectful greeting to each of them in turn, meeting their gazes once each with his steely blue, unblinking eyes. Ironheart thought that taking the west and east borders was more time consuming than say, taking the west and north borders since they were adjacent, but he was not one to argue with the deputy nor did he speak much in general. Having no friends, Ironheart knew very little about either Owltuft and Sunroot. From what he had observed in his corners of the camp, Owltuft seemed to be quiet himself, always looking about as if a cat was about to jump on his tail. Sunroot always had something had something rather cheerful to say. Ironheart guessed he appreciated that even if he never really felt that spark of joy himself. He had too many things on his mind to witness such a feeling, much less love.
"Yes," the large tom rumbled shortly, his voice like distant thunder, as he followed Sunroot out into the clan's vast territory. His senses went on full alert, his hearing keen and eyes alert to any signs of movement. Blessed with heavy-set paws built for battle, Ironheart had spent long periods of time alone as an apprentice perfecting a silent walk. He demonstrated this now, not having to thing about putting his weight lightly into each step. "Sounds like a border patrol," he added with a grunt before sealing his jaws once more. ((repost))
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► Warrior ~ Tom ~ Tagged: fernpool ~ Location:
Pleased with Fernpool's soft reply, the silver tom sat down, curling his tail around his paws neatly. At her question, the warrior gave a small huff as if it were the most tragic thing in the world. His pleasant green eyes rolled up to the sky and back to meet Fernpool's gaze as he meowed, "Yeah, I guess I'm not Dawncloud's first pick for even a patrol. Not my fault I like to have a 'lil fun once in awhile!" He complained, humor more in his tone than despair. For a moment, he watched the she-cat munch on her prey. The mouse was too thin and frail to be considered decent. That alarmed Spiritwind slightly, as it meant the queens wouldn't have substantial prey. Thinking of queens reminded him of kits which reminded him of Fernpool's lost ones... Spiritwind dismissed the thought, refusing to show his inner sorrow. Although young and inexperienced, what if one of them was built for speed like himself, and Tigerstar saw him to be a fit mentor? It was a childish thought, but it was very much like Spiritwind to dream like that.
"Hey!" Spiritwind's eyes lit up as an idea came to him. "How about we go hunting later if you're up to it? The clan always needs more prey, and I don't know you that well. I'm sure I could learn a few things from you. I've only just become a warrior." He twitched his whiskers and puffed out his chest proudly, knowing he was still in the ranks of some of the fiercest creatures in the forest.
