Border Patrol-[OPEN/SITE PLOT THREAD]

[Fleet]

It was early afternoon and he was padding towards the border Thunderclan shared with Windclan, the pace was steady, but the atmosphere was relaxed though within him the golden, blonde leader felt his veins boil with a fiery temper. The border patrols in this direction had only reported bad news to him. Windclan were sending out alot more patrols than normal and the stench at the border was apparently overpowering, He had heard many crazy theories behind this from the younger cats but the Thunderclan leader and all the more senior members of the clan knew that this meant only one thing, their was an attack coming and he had no idea quite what to do about it yet. But he knew once he saw and smelt for himself that he would instantly know what to do, because he was that sort of cat, he needed the evidence before him and then suddenly his brain would remember how to work. That was why he had decided to lead this border patrol, his golden, blonde tail flowing gently behind him, curling at its tip, his sky, blue gaze examining the area ahead in silence. He allowed his warriors to chat among themselves, to be less formal on this patrol of their border he would not make hasty choices whilst on the patrol. But he was already betraying that thought the moment it came into his head, for as they neared the border he could feel his heart pounding with a sudden new force as if he was expecting something to happen. It was then he noticed the stench of Windclan, they weren't even at the border yet and he could already smell them. He knew that many Windclan cats must of been nearby the border recently, nothing but the sheer amount of numbers and recent visits to the border would produce that much Windclan stench. His nose wrinkles in disgust and then pushing through some under growth the border came into view, the closer they walked to it the stronger the stench got until he halted beside the line that marked the edge of Thunderclan territory, his golden, blonde tail tip twirled behind him in elegant circles as he glanced to the left and right and then stared across the border into Windclan's territory. There was currently no sign of any Windclanners, so Greenstar glanced towards his warriors and spoke"Make sure to mark this border well... We don't want them to think just because they have a stronger stench than us that we arn't prepared to defend this border...." While in his head he was rolling over ideas of what to do next as he stood there gazing over the border.

Greenstar

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ooc -- reedstone needs some love... POST HERE GUYS BEFORE I COME AFTER YOU! -.-

it was rather warm out despite the faint chill to the air that rode on a light breeze, the sun high above the tree canopies and casting cooling shadows on the patrol below. the shadows were cooled down and rather inviting to the cats that padded through the trees. however, the air was frigid and laced with a chill -- one that was a far cry from having anything to do with the approaching winter. the cats far below on the forest floor were silent as they moved along, their gazes made of ice as they swept their glanced about themselves. the thunderclan warriors murmured to one another, trading glances as they peered towards the border that they were drawing closer and closer to. 

in the midst of the patrol, there was murmurs coming from most, if not all of the cats there -- or, all but one. the brown tabby tom was the same one that had formerly assisted in taking food to windclan. he was always there, taking in everything and yet his icy sky blue eyes revealed nothing. the tom never spoke unless spoken to and simply had a preference of being slightly apart from the rest of his clan-mates. reedstone had long since become a shadow among the thunderclanners, and no one really spoke to him. many of them walked past him many times a day but never noticed he was there. he had no problem with this; the less he was noticed, the better.

the tom had never been the same after his close sister, hopewind, had been brutally killed. he had receded into himself and gone was the once cheerful and serious young warrior he had been. the tom was a shell inside himself, small and wary and untrusting. he used to have everything, up until the point where they all had been taken from him. most of his family was dead; his only full blooded sibling left was colorsong. his half relatives in riverclan -- shreestar, the missing feroxwind, all of them -- were dead to him. he knew at least shreestar was alive, but they were never truly close. reedstone had shrunk into himself, and had put barriers up; no one knew him anymore.

the tom's icy sky blue eyes blinked as he heard a snort from his fellow comrades, but he gave no indication to them after. he could hear their quiet murmurs, but now he had little interest in them. his heart gave a small squeeze of panic as he shifted his gaze ahead to see greenstar at their head, the border with windclan steadily growing stronger -- in scent. forcing himself to push away the panic before he could have one of his occasional delirious panic moments, the warrior narrowed his gaze slightly. the opposing clan had strengthened their scent markers. if they had been clear before, they were overwhelmingly excessive now.

wrinkling his nose slightly, the tabby tom flattened his ears to his skull, halting abruptly to put space between him and the others. he could hear greenstar's voice through the murmurs of the other warriors and listened, but hardly. there was nothing to be said -- windclan seemed to be revving themselves, readying their warriors for more war, more bloodshed. the thought made his blood run cold, despite the fact that he was indifferent to the situation. as he ran his eyes with silent thought over the border, he found himself wondering, is war coming again so soon? is windclan willing to risk such a cost?

[SpoodleDoodles]

Ooc: Nuuuuu Fang don't eat meeeeeehhhhhhh!!! XD

Lilacshadow

The closer they got to the border, the more her lip curled in disgust. The cranky black she-cat with the lilac eyes was always hard to get along with at the best of times, but with a threat on the border and her thoughts on keeping Snowpaw safe, she was worse then every. If every cat treated Reedstone like a shadow, then they treated her like a red-hot coal. No cat would antagonise her now. But of course, someone did. She glanced over her shoulder towards the half-terrified slinking shape near the back of the patrol.

Rushpaw.

Why did they even bother dragging the skittish furball out of camp, let alone all the way to the border? He bolted through the ferns a tail-length behind the patrol, too frightened to join them and too terrified to fall behind. Every noise, every flicker of whisker or shifting shadow he started up in panic, his bottlebrush tail bristled out as he looked for somewhere safe to bolt too. Of course, there was none, unless you counted the ferns, so he had to keep up with the patrol wether he liked it or not. To Lilacshadow, it was almost pointless. Greenstar should just find the skittish cat something useful to do in the camp, rather then dragging him out her to bother the rest of them.

Her lilac eyes narrowed as they reached the border. She couldn't see the WindClan patrol, but they must have just passed through for the markers to be this fresh. The again, they must have sent out half a dozen patrols today alone to make that sort of reek. He lip curled back before she realised this was a mistake, as it made the reek far worse. Clamping her jaws closed, she turned to shot a glare at Greenstar. She was loyal to the end, and the only cat she would respect and obey- at least to some degree- was the leader. "If they cross, we'll have the excuse to put them back in their place." She growled darkly, mostly to herself. She'd protect ThunderClan, but she couldn't give two yowls for the others. There was a reason she was never on the prey patrols.

Ooc: Hey Fleet, since Rushpaw was supposed to be Silverstar's apprentice.... would Greenstar take him on?

[Fleet]

(sure he can take the apprentice, could be entertaining!)

The golden, blonde tom remained stood there upon the border, his sky, blue gaze impossible to read as he examined the land across from him. He wondered why Windclan were sending out double the number of patrols they had previously sent out, he wondered if it was just their border or the other clans borders also. But in truth he knew Windclan had no reason to start a fight with the other clans, the other clans still brought them food and therefore they continued on as allies, albeit rather tense allies, but allies none the less. He glanced around at his patrol as he heard the cold tempered Lilacshadow speak, his tail flicked and he was pleased to see she was not so fooled as many of the younger cats within the clan who had started telling wild tales concerning what was happening here. Greenstar simply gave her a nod and then started to walk alongside the border before he spoke again"Reedstone, go off in front, tell me if there are any breaks along the border which suggests they haven't marked there.... Lilacshadow do the same in the opposite direction..." Then his sky blue gaze fixed on the apprentice, the tip of his tail curled again and he barked out a command"Rushpaw, get over here now.... Stand with me..." One day soon he was going to do something about this apprentice's cowardice. Maybe he needed to suffer as he had to gain the courage to fight, to survive, but then Greenstar did not wish his own sufferings upon anyone. For he had suffered a great deal, torture, loss, mind games and abandonment, you name it he had likely suffered it at some point in his long eventful life. His golden, blonde head shifted to gaze across the border once again and he examined the Windclan territory, it looked like he was going to have to make a choice, to wait for Windclan to strike or to strike first. He wondered what was going on over there and realized in that moment that there was only one way forwards, but he would not say it here you could never know who might be listening when you were stood upon your clans border, whether they be friends or foe. So instead he had acted like a normal patrol leader would, by setting his warriors to inspect the change upon their border, before calling a young, nervous apprentice forwards to stand with him, no doubt to receive some kind of training from him.

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it was quiet as the light brown tabby tom stood, his eyes flicking between each of the other cats with them as he paused. his eyes lingered of the fiery black pelted lilacshadow as the she-cat stepped forward, distinctive against the rest of their clan mates. he eyed the violet eyed she-cat for a moment before soundlessly shifting his pale gaze back onto the golden cream greenstar, waiting for the leader to speak. he agreed with the she-cat; if windclan truly had crossed the border, then he knew that one would have to strike first; but the question was, would it be windclan or thunderclan?

the tabby tom was staring intently at the rest of his clan mates before he began to step forward, clearly trying to busy himself. he had hardly gone more than a couple feet when his ears flicked up, and his gaze swung onto the thunderclan leader. he was surprised somewhat as the tom spoke his name, ordering both he and lilacshadow to check along the border for unmarked areas or breaks. i'm suprised he even knows my name, the tom thought, for he had had his doubts. not many bothered to know his name, for he was nothing more than a shadow any more.

but without hesitation, he gave a faint nod to signal that he had heard his leader's command. moving on silent paws, he trotted ahead of the rest and broke off to the right, making it clear that he was going to check the right side of the border while lilacshadow checked the left. allowing his tail to sway slightly behind him, reedstone smoothly dropped to a walk as he lowered his head, scenting along the border to search for any sudden stops of scent markings or breaks to show windclan had crossed the border.

yet all the while as he carried out the task he had been given, the thunderclan warrior couldn't help but feel slight dread in his stomach, like a pit of snakes that were writhing uncomfortably. this will not end well, he thought grimly, not knowing how right he was. was will break out too soon, just as it did the last time.

the entire time he scented along the border with care and precise accuracy, somewhat taking his time but not drawing it out, the tabby tom became acutely aware of the feeling of eyes bearing into his pelt. it was almost as if another bout of his usual paranoia had come over him. abruptly, he stopped his scent checking, his head snapping up. pale sky blue eyes swept over the shadows that lurked across the border in windclan's land, and the snakes in his stomach suddenly seemed to writhe even more. the first trickles of panic began to bleed into his heart as he looked around and saw nothing, yet the heavy feeling of eyes upon him was still there.

"greenstar." the quiet murmur was already out of his mouth before he could stop it, but there was no halting it now. he had already brought the golden cream leader's attentive eyes onto himself, and he swallowed, his mouth and throat dry. he found his feet rooted to the ground, and he couldn't will himself to move. feeling his skin crawl slightly and his pelt prickling, he carefully waited until the leader had come over before he found himself almost inaudibly whispering to his leader, "someone if there . . . someone is watching us . . . "

ooc - sorry for the small powerplay for green in the last para fleet D:

[Fern of my <3]

The large grey tom strode at the rear of the patrol, his blue eyes flickering around suspiciously. Wolfecho was one of the more senior warriors, and the thickened scent of Windclan was an obvious sign of threat, and it seemed a battle may almost be imminent. The thought made him sink his claws into the cold earth, though his expression remained emotionless as the patrol continued onward. It seemed that the chilling of the forest was bringing different attitudes upon each of the clans, and things were becoming more and more unpredictable with each passing day. Starclan knew they needed another tragedy to strike after the chaos that had come with Red and his followers.

"Greenstar?"The experienced warrior inquired with a look of expectancy on his mug. The leader had sent two of the warriors out to look for breaks, and he was certain Lilacshadow and Reedstone would probably be more than plenty to see to border checking. Wolfecho cast his hardened expression upon Rushpaw, wondering why he was so fraught with concern. The older toms own father wouldn't have tolerated such open expression of fear, let alone to a clan leader. But the large cat kept his mouth shut, and continued to wait for an order to be issued.

[ShinoDino first of her name!]

The fluffy white tom had hung back on the rear of the patrol, not out of nerves, but simply to watch and study. Cloudshadow (Fang let me use the name so shaddap) lifted his nose to the wind and wrinkled up his whole face at the stench. The overwhelming WindClan scent was enough to kill a skunk.

"What a revolting stench,"

he meowed, not mentioning the more serious implications he sensed. He was sure Greenstar had guessed as much as he had, and the senior warriors probably had as well. He was such a young warrior he did not feel the need to comment unless asked.
The massive tom watched Rushpaw cower next to Greenstar and felt a rush of scorn. The little scrap had been pampered and babied too much. No Tribe-blood cat ever acted in such a way.

But this is not the Tribe. The blood may run through your veins, but you are a ThunderClanner.

(ooc) Cruddy post, sorry.

[Fleet]

The golden, blonde tom was stood with the scared apprentice in silence, he debated asking the youngster what he could scent but then one of his other warriors was looking to him, saying his name with a question in his voice. He looked to Wolfecho, before asking quietly"Can anyone else hear anything?" He asked for all Greenstar could hear was his clan mates and himself moving around. There was no birdsong, no rustle of a mammal in the undergrowth and then Reedstone was back, speaking to them. Greenstar's sky, blue gaze jumped to gazing across the border before he answered"I do not doubt that we have some Windclan company, watching us from upon their side of the border.... With the amount of stink this place has I'd say they'll be watching this border pretty much all the time... That'll also explain why it is so quiet...." He paused a moment, clearly considering what step to take now, before glancing to his warriors and saying in a commanding tone"We've got to strengthen this border... Wolfecho, Reedstone, Cloudshadow go west along the border, scent mark as you go until you reach the part of our border which peels away from Windclan.... Then loop round and we'll meet up in the middle again.... Lilacshadow, Rushpaw, we're doing the same as them, but we're going east.... Do this as quickly as you can... We need to head back to the camp to announce our findings... And stop the stupidity of many of our clan concerning all their reasonings...." With that he flicked his tail, it was a clear dismissal for the others to go off to complete their orders. He started leading his pair away from the other three, warily glancing around as he did so, he hated how quiet it was. Reaching a marker he marked the area with Thunderclan scent, determined to battle the Windclan stench with a fire of their own.

[SpoodleDoodles]

Lilacshadow

At Greenstar's request, Lilacshadow turned to the left as Reedstone took the right, muttering to herself as she coughed and spluttered every time she breathed int he revolting stench. Give her ThunderClanners and the clean forest air any day over this stink of rabbit and moor grass and the revolting fish RiverClan must still be feeding their enemies. There was no break in the line, as far as she could tell, no warping or trail going into the forest, no marks that were older then the rest or fainter. Just a solid line of stench.

Movement out on the moors caught her attention, and for a moment she thought she could see a large grey rabbit out there. No prey, huh? But then her lilac eyes flashed as she registered what she was seeing, and her muzzle drew back into a hiss. It disappeared into the grass, but she already had a name to go with the silver fur and and skinny frame. Kestrelbreeze, the WindClan leader's son. Still supprssing a hiss, she turned back to rejoint he patrol, only to find it splitting up as she arrived. She glared down at Rushpaw, cowering behind Greenstar as if he was a lifeline, before turning her glare to her own leader. "They have sentries watching the border, Greenstar."

Rushpaw

The light brown tabby and white skittish apprentice was terrified. The reek of WindClan was filling his nose, his lungs, and he was convinced they were about to jump out and eat him. He wanted his father Brokenthistle to be there to comfort him, as his mentor Greenstar refused to. He didn't know what to do. He wanted to run away, but he didn't want to go alone. He wanted to stay with the patrol, but he was terrified of the cats in it. When Greenstar called him over, Rushpaw bolted across like his tail was on fire and hit the dirt at Greenstar's paws. His yellow eyes were wide as he looked around, feeling a little safer by his leader's paws but still ready to bolt. The patrol split and he had no choice but to follow Greenstar, the mean-faced Lilacshadow glaring at him, causing him to flinch. "Theyre-re not gonna ea-eat usss, ri-ight?" He didn't have a stutter like his brother Tigerpaw, but he was so nervous his voice was shaking.

[TIGERYPOO]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=width,425,true][atrb=background,http://i50.tinypic.com/x6irdx.png] Nothingness. Emotionless. Emptyness. Hatred bubbling up inside towards all those who are happy, and manipulation to those damaged in the brain for her own gain. Of course so was she, but she didn't realize it. Or maybe she did but didn't give a flying squirrel about it. Her entire goal has been to make others feel the pain she had gone through her entire life. She never learned the 'proper' ways to deal with the pain oh no: all she learned and clung onto the belief of was taking it out on other cats. The pain of watching her mother be tortured and killed by her father, and the pain of then being tortured by her father stuck with her every single day. But then ThunderClan rescued her and brought her in, killing her father in the process which made things worse. They might’ve thought it made things better but it indeed only made things worse than they already were. She wishes they wouldn’t have killed him so that he didn’t haunt her thoughts and dreams now like he does now. She is always worried he’ll come back and start torturing her again. The worry, the pain, the not being able to talk to anyone had driven her completely mentally insane and evil. There was no going back from here. The poison seeping through ThunderClan would surely begin soon. But that was not to begin today, her plan was to begin later. No today was a day for marking the border to warn off the WindClanners. They may have had a stronger border line now but they were soon about to reinforce it and make it stronger than theirs. She knew she was one of the most experienced, best warriors in ThunderClan with her skills, and fighting techniques. She knew that if her plan were to work she would have to gain trust and just follow the warrior code for the time being until the right moment. She looked around padding with the patrol and saw Kestrelbreeze across the border. She turned back to the patrol seeing they had split up and waited for further instructions. "talking."