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phoenixxiii with Cannalily @sinful with Redpaw Ella with Amberlake
Larkwing sat near the waterfall inside the cave, close enough to feel the mist of the falling water on his silver tabby fur. He thought that a day patrol would be better for them to see the territory. He suggested they leave during the day so that if they crossed any dangers, it would be easier for them to spot it. Though he much rather be asleep, probably along with the rest of his patrol. It was hot out and the sun was threatening a nice sun burn. He was glad he had fur.
He waited patiently for the rest of his patrol to meet up with him, licking his paw casually as he stared out at the sunlit territory.
Amberlake stalked grumpily towards Larkwing, blinking sleep from her eyes. Why was he standing so close to the waterfall? Wasn't he tired of the damp and wet feeling the rest of the Clan was tired of? Why did he have to patrol during the day? And why in the name of StarClan did he have to pick her to go with him? All the questions running through her mind at the moment, but she knew better than to voice them, especially to the deputy. Amberlake may be grumpy and bossy but she wasn't stupid. She stopped several feet from Larkwing and sat down, refusing to move any closer to the waterfall. She glared around the camp looking for the rest of their patrol, ready to go and drag them out of the cave if they weren't ready soon.
(HH, So it was my bad, not yours, I forgot to mention which cats were assigned to be on this patrol since Jet hadn't posted the Ceremonies yet but you were assigned to use Firestorm but if you want to keep Amberlake on this patrol, I can just switch them out! I doubt Jet will have a problem with that since I was the one to assign it! But its up to you!)
"Thank you for joining me, Amberlake" Larkwing greeted with a warm and welcoming smile, hoping to some how make her not so grumpy.
(I honestly forgot Firestorm existed! lol I'll use Amberlake as long as you and Jet are cool with it!)
Amberlake's gaze shot back over to the deputy, she made a point to soften her gaze a little so she wasn't death glaring at him. He truly had done nothing to deserve her attitude. She stared blankly at him for several moments, her mind racing through several sharp and not so nice retorts before she finally settled with a question. "Why are you sitting so close to that waterfall, aren't you tired of being damp all the time?"
(It won't be a problem! Spoiler alert: Firestorm will be mentoring Redpaw which is why I put them both on here but its no biggy! We can keep Amberlake!)
"Honestly, it doesn't really bother me. Maybe I was a Waterclan cat in another life" He joked, padding closer to her and away from the waterfall.
"I was probably WinterClan." Amberlake responded with an amused shrug, referencing her distant and cold personality. "Although, nothing about WinterClan is even mildly enticing. I'll stick to my forest any day, wet nest and all is still better than snow, ice, and bitter cold!"
"That snow melts into water, too. No matter which clan you choose, you'll be surrounded by water" he purred, splashing one paw in a nearby puddle like a kit.
Post by phoenixxiii on May 22, 2019 18:56:24 GMT -5
Cannalily soon arrived, late as expected. "SORRY!" She called out to her friends. She stumbled straight into the puddle and fell over, tripping on her own feet. "Ow...."
Larkwing rushed to Cannalily's side and helped her up. "Are you okay?" he asked, worried that she could be hurt. The cave floor wasn't very soft and falling on it for sure hurt.
Post by phoenixxiii on May 26, 2019 9:31:19 GMT -5
She shot up enthusiastically. "Perfectly fine! Not hurt, not at all, mostly just wet." She tried to shake her fur free of the little bit of water she'd splashed on to herself.
Amberlake scanned the camp, looking for the apprentice. "I haven't seen him. I'll go check the apprentices' den." She said rising to her paws and padding to the den. "Redpaw?" She called out to him.
The tom grunted and turned over minutely, covering his face sneakily with moss. Perhaps they’d think he was missing — or dead — and he wouldn’t have to go. He closed his eyes and exhaled softly, falling back to sleep.
"I'm going to check the apprentice's den" Larkwing decided, heading toward the make-shift apprentice den. He poked his head in and just managed to see fiery red fur within the moss covered nests. "Redpaw! You are suppose to be on patrol. Get up, we are heading out" Larkwing called to him, trying to keep the frustration out of his tone.
Redpaw opened his eyes with a glare at the den wall. I'll be in the Dark Forest before I listen to you, he thought to himself with an internal grown. He was not a happy boy. He turned over, burrowing deeper into the nest.
