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Hello friends! Thank you for being so willing to take place in this sunrise patrol! Here are some things to keep in mind!
1 - The leader of this patrol is Barrenfrost (ifaith1)
2 - The participants are Goldenlion (racer) and Graysin (cleaver)
3 - You receive character points in WinterClan for the character used just be replying!
4 - This thread is worth 5 character points. (character points determine your characters standing within their rank: top of the food chain or bottom of the food chain?)
5 - This is a creativity thread. So you are in charge of where this goes. May it be fun and low stress hunting patrol or mayhem and bring home a prisoner. Its up to you
(I'm not late to this thread, you're late to it! xD)
Barrenfrost slid behind a tree slyly then leapt out and killed a rabbit where it stood. The snow hares body stood stiff, upright for a moment before following, poor guy probably didn't even know what hit him. Barrenfrost grunted with a disapproving look, "Huh. I thought it was a small cat or something. We're not a hunting patrol... Or... Were we?" He asked looking back at his brother and Goldenlion. His claws shifted in and out, he thought he'd remember if he was on some boring hunting patrol, but it was entirely possible that he only heard patrol and didn't think much more on it. Whatever, he'd just bring the rabbit and check the borders, couldn't let his besty down.
"Soooo," He said walking backwards to face his patrol, his massive paws leaving giant tracks in the snow, "We all in agreement that if we see someone near our border we give chase and make them into our prisoners?" He grinned largely.
