SunsetClan's LeafClan Border Patrol - 7/22/13

[[Acro.]]

(Cats on this patrol: Ratmask, Oakpool, Clawpelt, Stormstrike. Normally apprentices of warriors are welcome to join, but not for this patrol, as it takes place just after the Leafclan attack on Sunsetclan and Ratmask will take no chances with inexperienced party members. NOTE: Any LeafClanner is welcome to make an appearance.)

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A petite figure wove across SunsetClan's territory, her dusty tabby pelt mingling with the shadows cast by the morning sun. Ratmask was leading three of SunsetClan's warriors to patrol their shared border with LeafClan. It was a patrol made of only capable warriors, in case any LeafClanners tried to give them trouble. Ratmask struggled to keep her claws sheathed as she approached the border, though her tail lashed freely from side to side. 'Those dirty badgers...' The she-cat always tried to be diplomatic in Clan affairs, even before accepting her role as Deputy, but LeafClan's assault on SunsetClan had left her pelt stinging with resentment. She would like to place all of the blame on Silverstar, not wanting to fault warriors for being loyal to their Clan, but for those cats to have gone along willingly with the attack...

"All right," she called over her shoulder, assuming the others were still within earshot of her. "Mark the border carefully, and be on the lookout for anyplace where LeafClan's scent crosses the boundary. Report it to me." After a moment's pause, Ratmask added with sharper tone: "If you see a LeafClan cat, do not engage them. They are not worth our time."

[Sand]

Clawpelt followed behind Ratmask thinking about the recent battle with Leafclan. He hated Leafclan for attacking them for no reason. He wished that Silverstar had never been born. He listened to what Ratmask had to say and nodded. He started marking his part of the border every now and then glancing across the border at Leafclan territory. He couldn't scent any Leafclan scents on their territory.

Stormstrike followed behind the patrol and started marking the border. He keep looking across the border at Leafclan territory his eyes filled with hatred. He hated Leafclan for attacking them for no reason.

[:-Misa-:]

Oakpool stayed towards the back of the patrol, the small warrior was twitchy and antsy, she had been since the battle with Leafclan. A constant worry hung over her that they would try something again, she doubted it, but with that clan anything was possible now, at this point they were unpredictable. Her ears perked up quickly, and she directed her full on attention to the clan deputy who was now instructing them. With a small nod she padded over to a portion of the border in which she would mark. Every now and again she would look across the border, eyes glued on the opposing clan's territory, hard and filled with rage. 'I wonder if there are any cats out there right now, looking right back at me but I'm just too mouse-brained to notice...' Tasting the air Oakpool was met by no scents indicating that an opposing cat was nearby. a wave of relief flooded over her but silently she vowed to make a Leafclanner pay for what they had done to her clan. 

[[Acro.]]

The patrol carried on in its tense silence as the cats performed their duty and marked the boundary. When Ratmask had finished her section, the slender she-cat sat back on her haunches to stare into LeafClan's territory. She was still as a stone, her eyes steady as they peered far into the distance. Her thoughts were not at the border--they were far away, traveling through time back to SunsetClan's camp the day of the attack. She hadn't been there--she had been out, deep in the territory, fulfilling duties that seemed completely worthless now. 'I should have been there,' she thought bitterly. 'I could have helped.' Blinking, Ratmask pulled herself back to the present time and got to her paws. She gave LeafClan one last appreciative survey before turning to face into SunsetClan's territory. "Anything to report?" she called out, voice firm in its formality. If any of her patrol suspected even a hint of mischief from LeafClan, Ratmask wanted to know... and she would deal with it accordingly.

((and just for some added drama))

High in a tree, too far from the border for her scent to carry, a tabby warrior peered into the distance. Oakpool's suspicions were grounded in fact, it seemed--this cat watched the patrol silently. They were much too far away for her to hear them, and almost too far away for her to see them, but she knew they were a patrol. Her heart pounded, her eyes clouding with sadness and anger. When she'd heard about the attack... 'StarClan forgive us,' she plead, claws digging into the tree branch. She wanted to approach these cats, to tell them how truly sorry she was for her Clan... 'but they'll probably shred me before I get the chance... and I wouldn't blame them.'