Stormclan don't be afraid to join!

[mentalbilly20142024]

Jaymoon: "HELP HELP HELP HELP MEEEEE!!!!" ((he is still stuck in the log and he is blind ))

Thunderstar: " oh that's terrible we should bump up patrols then" She growled squaring her shoulders lashing her tail madly

[FireCalls]

Foxfur:
I nod, understanding that is my duty. "Yes, I'll get right on that." I meow, then hear the helpless wails coming from camp, "But first," I say, suppressing a mrow of laughter, "I'll help Jaymoon." I've always had a softspot for the blind tom, so I trot quickly to his aid, "This way, Jaymoon," I say gently, "follow my voice." I reach a paw into the log after him and lay it gently on his haunches to help guide him out.

Hawktail:
Holding the mouse against the ground, easily overwhelming it's feeble struggle, I let the tiny, furious beat of it's terrified heart pulse upwards through my pads and soothe my anxious mind. "Sh, little mouse." I growl quietly, "It will all be over soon enough." Unlike with freshkill, I do not thank Starclan for this kill, because this is sure to be a death my warrior ancestors would want nothing to do with. Bending down, I start to pull mouthfuls of fur from the tiny creature, relishing it's squeals of distress, even as guilt clouds the hem of my consciousness.

((Hawktail is one sick puppy... kitty... whatever...))

[mentalbilly20142024]

Jaymoon: "oh thanks" as he walked out of the log coolly

Thunderstar: "I will go look for hawktail you can patrol again just to make sure there is no raid" she purred immediately forgetting her anger

[FireCalls]

Foxfur:
I nod respectfully, then look back to Jaymoon, "You'll be alright, won't you?" I ask, aware that if I take a patrol party with me, there will be very few warriors left in camp. Hopefully Thunderstar finds Hawktail quickly. "Never mind, what am I saying? Of course you'll be alright." I but the toms shoulder with my head playfully, then turn around, calling to two nearby warriors (who shall remain nameless), to accompany my new patrol. Once we're gathered, I take off for the North border at a brisk run, hoping I'm not too late already.

Hawktail:
The mouse's squeals have surely scared off any other nearby victi- erm, prey - so I let myself go all the way. I slash it's belly open, and watch the tantalizing scarlet stain the soil around me, as the delicious, coppery smell of it washes over me. With a contented, and slightly embarrassed, sigh I deliver the merciful death blow. Not bothering to eat or bury the scrawny scrap of mutilated flesh, I turn back towards camp, trusting the long trek to hide the scent of wasted blood.

[mentalbilly20142024]

Jaymoon : pads to med den "derp" he meows

Thunderstar: pads out into the deep dark woods "Hawktail!" she meowed furiously

[FireCalls]

Hawktail:
At the sound of my leaders voice I flatten my ears, guilty. We're far enough from the scene that she can't know, but she can smell blood. It will seem as though I've broken the warrior code; eaten before feeding the rest of the clan. I duck my head shamefully, "Sorry, Thunderstar." I mumble.

[mentalbilly20142024]

Thunderstar: doesn't seem mad at him "Hawktail were have you been!? foxfur was talking about a raid!" she meowed nervously but coolly

[FireCalls]

Hawktail:
Immediately I lift my head, "Wha- Oh, oh that's what you meant." I mumble, for my ears alone, "Sorry Thunderstar, I wanted to see if the hunting here had improved. I caught a mouse but it was thin and sickly." I cover quickly, making it into a report, like it should have been all along. This is what I should have been doing out here, not torturing field mice. "I'll go to the border right away and look for Foxfur." I add, dipping my head solemnly, then turning and bolting for the Northern border, the only one I can imagine we're having trouble with.

Foxfur:
As my small patrol reaches the far North border, in approximately the same space I overheard the cats earlier, I stop and crouch down, signaling with my tail for the others to do the same. They comply, and we all wait in silence. A quick scan of the air tells that no cats have been here recently, enemies or not. "It seems safe, let's keep watch a while longer before we return to Thunderstar with the report." I murmur over my shoulder, and relax into a passive position.

[mentalbilly20142024]

Thunderstar purrs while racing back to camp "hi Jaymoon" she purrs sweetly swaying her long tail beautifully, purring

Jaymoon: is counting his spices

[FireCalls]

Hawktail:
That was close. Too close. I'll have to change my habit quick. Change it or break it. The thought makes the guilt in my gut grow even heavier. What's wrong with me? I didn't used to do this... this thing. I didn't used to feel this hunger, this need. I guess there must be something wrong with me. Maybe Starclan is punishing me for the way I behaved as a kit; when I was younger, I didn't believe in my warrior ancestors at all. Shaking the disturbing thoughts away like old moss, I pick up my pace. If Stormclan is in danger, it's my job to defend it.

Foxfur:
Sitting silently, waiting for something to happen, the sound of paws pounding over the ground behind me sets my fur on end. I whirl, bristling, spitting mad and snarling "Who-" But I stop when the familiar scent washes over me. "Hawktail." I say, carefully blanking my voice. I've no fondness for the dark tortoiseshell warrior. He's loyal, but I don't trust him. "Keep quiet and get down, we're just watching for now." I instruct, and turn back to the border, resuming my dutiful crouch.