Enforcing The Enforced Enforcements (open patrol)

Smokeface shook his pelt as he exited the warriors' den , looking for any Clamates that had woken up as early as himself, blinking in the new-leaf sunlight that washed his slender body. The weather was warmer, but the fresh gashes of the incident with WindClan made his hear cold. He had to make sure that the moorlanders didn't get any funny ideas about their borders. "I need cats for a patrol by the WindClan border."

Ospreypaw yawned loudly as he clambered out of the apprentice den. He grinned tiredly at his brother, before joining him. Ospreypaw noticed how messy his fur looked and gave it a couple of quick licks. The tabby tom lifted his head again to look at his brother. "Patrol?" asked Ospreypaw flicking his ear.

Snowpaw came out from the elders' den at the call of Smokeface, her mother's former mentor. After his outburst the other day, the apprentice was slightly apprehensive about the outspoken tom. His scent when he talked about the WindClan border seemed a little too eager for her taste. But the fluffy white she-cat had never been patrolling without her mentor or mother, and here was an invaluable opportunity. She'd never been to the WindClan border, either. Plus, she could help keep the crazy tom leading the patrol in check. The RiverClan apprentice padded hesitantly up to the two shadowy shapes in her vision, trusting her nose and whiskers to lead her true. They'd better not make fun of my disability; I can patrol perfectly fine. "I'll join," she said shortly, dark green eyes looking at the two toms, yet through them.

Jaypaw, who was walking near to the fresh-kill pile, flicked his ears when he heard the voice of the warrior. A patrol... he hadn't been on a patrol before and, actually, he hadn't even left the camp. This was a great opportunity to him to finally go outside and explore the territory of his clan. The blue-gray tom could learn a few things with this experience so he decided to approach the Riverclan cat. I hope he let me accompany them. It would be awesome if he could teach new things from the outside world, even if he is not my mentor.
"Can... I join too?" He asked to Smokeface with a low and shy meow, lowering his head a little. The green and bright eyes looked directly at the older tom, with respect. After all, he knew that an apprentice had to be respectful to the warriors.

Smokeface hesitated a bit, looking upon the three apprentices. He wasn't sure whether leading a patrol by the WindClan borders with a couple of apprentices was a good idea. He trusted Ospreypaw, at least, but Snowpaw and Jaypaw didn't inspire him confidence. The smoky warrior nodded with a small sigh. "You can all come, but let's wait for another warrior, perhaps?" he suggested delicately.