𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍 (closed)

[nightmyth]

𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 [ evər - nīt ] — 17 moons
𝖬𝖤𝖣𝖨𝖢𝖨𝖭𝖤 𝖢𝖠𝖳. a sleek, elegant black molly with deep green eyes flecked with gold
location: camp | tags: mumblepaw, other guards + wanderstar mentioned

At last, the group of river guards came within view, their pelts slick with rain, mud, and whatever debris the storm winds had woven into their fur. None of them noticed her lurking about in the shadows of her overhang, and she took the time to scrutinize their every move, looking for any injury they might have received on their way down. Mumblepaw looked like he'd taken a bit of a fall, but otherwise they looked fine. Well...maybe not 'fine.' There was something off about their expressions, but Evernight chalked it up to the past few days they'd spent exposed to the elements, doing little but roasting in the heat and drinking lukewarm water brought to them by the younger apprentices.

Once they'd all filed past her she fell into step behind them, trailing like a shadow as they were welcomed back home by Wanderstar. Her green eyes narrowed, her toes kneading the ground in anticipation. She and Springfrost had had so few patients recently, and here was a tired and weary batch of cats ready for her to poke and prod and torture with bitter herbs. The moment Wanderstar dismissed them -- no, the moment they turned the guards into Evernight's paws -- she melted from the sidelines and slipped her way into he group, weaving amongst them like a serpent through the sands. She nudged here, sniffed there, all the while raising a daring brow to whomever she made eye contact with, tempting them to speak against her investigating.

Finally she got to Mumblepaw, where she could examine his muddied flank up close. "Looks like you had a bit of a fall. You all right? Anything hurting?" She gingerly ran her tail across his side, seeking out any welts or tender spots. "Springfrost and I have prepared poultices of yerba for you all, should help ease your aches...I can have lavender brought to your nests to help you rest, if need be," she murmured to the others. Evernight let her gaze flit briefly between them before finding its way back to Mumblepaw.

𝚎𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎 [ ˈēɡəl-ˈerē ] — 30 moons
𝖶𝖠𝖱𝖱𝖨𝖮𝖱. a dusty gray-brown bengal molly with pale yellow eyes
location: camp | tags: buckthorn

The roaring of the river roused the bengal from a peaceful sleep. Her lids lazily fluttered open, eyes gradually widening at the sight of the river stampeding past the warriors den. She groaned softly and lifted her head off her paws, jaws parting in a stretch. She could hear Wanderstar speaking in the distance, and jolted awake when she realized the river guard must have returned. Eagleaerie sat up in her nest, lapping at her fur to smooth it down before she stepped out of her nest. Buckthorn was seated by the river just outside the den, and after a brief moment of hesitation she came to sit beside him. Words didn't come easy to the timid molly, but after several moments of silence and pawing nervously at the ground, she finally mustered the confidence to speak. "Someone ought to find Xericdune, he'll want to hear the news." she mewed nonchalantly. "I thought I might go look myself...you want to come with me?"

𝚡𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚍𝚞𝚗𝚎 [ ˈzerik - d(y)o͞on ] — 44 moons
𝖶𝖠𝖱𝖱𝖨𝖮𝖱. a blue-eyed, dark brown classic tabby tom with a white underbelly and paws
location: near camp | tags: -

--up on the canyon--

𝚖𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚠 [ ˈmīkə - pô ] — 8 moons
𝖠𝖯𝖯𝖱𝖤𝖭𝖳𝖨𝖢𝖤. a tan-gray lynx point tom with sky-blue eyes
location: - | tags: -

-- sleeping --

[razzberry]

☆ — — 𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐌

tall black shorthair with a muscular build and piercing yellow eyes
tomcat ∾ 41 moons ∾ warrior ∾ location: camp ∾ mentions: eagleerie, pumapaw ∾ tags: -

In the silence that hung within the warrior's den, a low grumble sounded from the dugout nest nearest the den entrance. Usually a soundless sleeper, it was out of the norm for the lean siamese to make that much noise that early in the morning. Curled up in the sandy dip with his body clenched into a ball so tight that his nose practically tucked under his back leg, Arroyoroam's lips and whiskers twitched as he dreamt. His slumber might have carried on for a little bit longer had it not been for the unmistakeable telltale rumble that the river had returned, following the call from one of the river guards, alerting everyone of the water's return. The siamese feline pulled his nimble body to his paws just as he'd noticed Eagleerie was stepping out of her nest from across the den and as she made her way to exit the den he'd ended up following behind the spotted molly.

He glanced in the direction of the river guards who were approached by Wanderstar upon their return, picking his apprentice - well, now former apprentice - out of the mix. However difficult it had been to get close to the young cat when he'd been made his mentor Arroyoroam would have liked to think that over the moons they'd been training together there had been some sort of a trustful relationship developed between the two. Regardless of Pumapaw's hot temper, he was a hardworking cat down to the bone and the siamese tomcat had no doubt that he'd made a formidable warrior. Flicking his gaze away as Wanderstar ushered the river guards off to see his sister and Evernight, Arroyoroam took that sliver of free time to stretch out his stiff limbs.

☾ — — 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑

a fluffy blue point ragdoll with long whiskers and blue eyes.
molly ∾ 38 moons ∾ warrior ∾ location: camp ∾ mentions: - ∾ tags: -

- chilling in camp -

♧ — — 𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐋𝐏𝐀𝐖

blue longhair with big golden eyes
molly ∾ 10 moons ∾ apprentice ∾ location: camp ∾ mentions: - ∾ tags: micapaw

That morning she had found herself wide awake before most of the others in the apprentice's den though felt no actual inclination to move from her warm nest. It wasn't until she'd heard the faint call of one of the river guards in the distance that the river was coming and then the actual roar of the returning river that she jumped up from her nest. Berylpaw lapped her tongue over her long silky pelt, taming a number of tufts that had stuck up in certain places and would have had her looking quite unkempt had she not taken care of them. The nest nearest to her's was that of Micapaw's who was still sound asleep with no signs of waking up anytime soon. Though, because Berylpaw wanted to share the news of the returning river with someone who hadn't already been aware of it, she stepped over to the toms nest and nudged his flank with the back of her paw. "Micapaw! The river guard's returned with the river!" she meowed excitedly, hoping the lynx point would hear her and awaken. "Well they didn't return with the river but the river is back" the blue longhair corrected herself once she realized what she said had sounded a little funny.