Your Average ThunderClan Patrol (open to 3-4)

The newly named Pinewhisker waited by the camp exit for some cats to come and join his patrol. The tomcat was considerably more gentle, now that he and Sheeppaw were finally okay, and he was for the first time excited for a new day.

Suspicious at Pinewhisker's change of heart, Blacktwig decided he would join the patrol. The older warrior knew that he needed to get out and stretch his limbs every so often. He padded up to Pinewhisker. "Hello," he meowed in greeting. "Patrol?" The tom asked, with a kind tilt of his speckled head.

Sheeppaw padded out of the apprentices' den, trying to hold back a yawn but failing. She noticed Blacktwig and Pinewhisker by the camp entrance and decided to tag along. She needed something to do besides walk around camp and do nothing.
"Hi, Blacktwig," She said to her older brother, with a smile on her muzzle, which was as rare as seeing a snowflake in Greenleaf, "Hi, Pinewhisker." The she-cat greeted, the smile and the cheerful tone not fading.

Blacktwig's suspicion faded and was replaced with happiness as he realized everything was going well. The two must've made ends meet, and he was proud of them. "Hello, Sheeppaw," he purred in greeting.

Swanpaw padded over to the group, a wide grin on her face.
"'Wassup, gang? I'll be joining, if ya don't mind." She said, nonchalantly. She looked over at Sheeppaw, blinking. That was the sarcastic apprentice that would also act superior. She didn't mind being on a patrol with Sheeppaw, she just didn't want to be in the presence of her negativity. Yet, all those thoughts disappeared when Swanpaw saw the smile on Sheeppaw's face. A smile? She just shrugged, deciding that Sheeppaw must be in a good mood today.

Blacktwig nodded simply. "Okay. Pinewhisker, when will we be headin'?" He asked, spinning around to face the tom, smiling still.

Pinewhisker nodded in greeting to Blacktwig, and he purred deeply when Sheeppaw joined them. "Hey Blacktwig, hey Sheeppaw." he mewed then moved his now cold glance over Swanpaw. He vaguely remembered her as from Sheeppaw's apprentice ceremony, and the apprentice's attitude was something to indicate she will either scare the prey off, or just bother them all, even if she was just the same age as his love.

"We will be setting around the Thunderpath, checking if there aren't any more foxes, and then we may go cut deep in our territory and hunt." he decided and set off with the patrol behind him.

But he let Blacktwig go first with Swanpaw, and he brought the rear. With Sheeppaw.

Blacktwig waved his tail to Pinewhisker as he lead, glancing down at Swanpaw beside him. Sheeppaw was much more mature, if he had learned anything, despite her personality. He would keep a close eye on Swanpaw as they moved forth. A deep green smudge in the distance indicated many trees, and they headed down a shallow-dipping slope as their paws walked across the ground. He kept his senses alert for prey and other cats.