(What the heck Mockingjay. You're just making up your own story line here. Fawnfur, Windripple, and Blackpaw are going on patrol.
Windripple is poofed into the camp and I am going to keep going with Rainpath and Iceclaw on patrol.)
Windripple
Windripple sat down beside Fawnfur and curled his tail around the she-cat. "You'll get used to it eventually. When are we leaving for the patrol?"
The tom kneaded the ground under his paws and looked for Blackpaw.
Rainpath
Rainpath continued on one of the worn trails with Iceclaw behind her. She scented the air and soon came one of the small streams that marked on of the borders.