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Roleplay in a cat Clan of warriors. Based off the Warriors series by Erin Hunter. Takes place in an AU before the cats in the books existed.
 
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PostSubject: Youth: Finchstar's Patrol {closed}   Youth: Finchstar's Patrol {closed} Icon_minitimeMon Sep 16, 2019 9:27 pm

The meeting ended shortly, the tension in the air was almost palpable. Finchstar wished for the mist to lift, both figuratively and literally, but as he padded out onto the territory with Raventail and Deerhawk, it seemed that neither would cease. The moor held the morning's dew in a low fog, coating the territory and cutting their usual line of sight. Finchstar blinked and twitched an ear, staring ahead with determination before trekking out. "Barleytuft's patrol will be checking near the tunnels, perhaps we should head in the direction of Outlook Rock and see what we can see. It seems to be a popular spot for wayward apprentices." Finchstar gave Raventail a knowing smile, remembering their first real talk with one another, all those moons ago. Just to see his friends chuckle once more would lift Finchstar's heart. But the dreary faces were to be expected, foxes roaming the territory didn't call for such excitement. Shaking away the kit-like dread, Finchstar broke off into a sprint, Raventail and Deerhawk following. It was somewhat exhilarating, running through the morning mist, unknowing where they'd stumble next. The sun cut through the fog with yellow rays, lighting the water dust in glowing sparkles. Finchstar would claim it beautiful had the circumstances been different. They split between dewy ryegrass, making their way into a flat field with late blooms of heather all around. The leader blinked at the sun for a few moments and sought to scent the air, wondering if he should use his voice to call for the missing apprentice. It felt strange to disturb the unsettling peace however, and if there did happen to be any predators, shouting would only lure them closer. "Raventail, Deerhawk, I'd say we'd continue to Outlook Rock, but it's occurred to me that the air had other ideas." He flicked his tail in the mist, gesturing to their limited line of sight, yellow eyes narrow. "We may have to rely on our noses for now, while quite primitive, they aren't completely useless." Finchstar, as well as the rest of WindClan were sight hunters, however cats were cats. They would stalk as all did. Puddlepaw would be found.

ooc: In this topic, we will be using the Effect Dice to determine whether Finch, Raven, and Deer will be able to find any evidence. First we need to find a scent. A role between 1-2 means your cat has found a strong scent, and will find a good lead to where Puddlepaw went. A role between 3-4 means your cat has caught a weak scent, it's better than nothing, however it doesn't give a precise trail to follow. A role between 5-6 means your cat failed to catch a scent, better luck next time! If you have any questions, please feel free to message me on discord!

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{ Duskrain }
Warrior of ThunderClan
Tier II - {45/160}
{ Finchstar }
Leader of WindClan
Tier V - {120/300}
{ Tawnypaw }
Apprentice of RiverClan
Apprentice - {20/80}
{ Billie }
Rogue of Twolegplace
Tier I - {45/140}

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Leo Cat
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Though he knew they were uninjured as of yet, more experienced than him, and as capable of defending themselves as any WindClan warrior, Raventail was reluctant to stray from his companions. He’d already made that mistake, and Goldengale… Yes, she was alive; yes, they’d all come out of that battle whole and breathing; but Raventail was old enough to recognize when luck was on his side and to know what WindClan could have lost without it. Moreover, he knew just how fickle luck could be. His head had been heavy with thoughts of Puddlepaw’s fate from the instant the last of him had left the gorse tunnel. For how much he prided himself on hope, the idea that they would find a body or, worse, nothing had latched onto his heart like—like a fox, fittingly enough. It dragged the rest of him down. Distantly, he heard Finchstar say something about Outlook Rock and wayward apprentices; he returned the smile out of reflex. It had been moons since he’d missed the feeling of stone beneath his paws so deeply.

Then they were off. Ginger-and-white, brown, and black cut through the fog easily, only for it to fill in around them. Pretty as it was, they didn’t have time to marvel. If they brought Puddlepaw back and chased the foxes out for good, maybe then they could afford to slow down. Presently, Finchstar spoke; Raventail slowed to listen, ears twitching, flattening heather under his careless paws. With how thick the fog was proving to be, the change in destination wasn’t surprising. ”Even I couldn’t see anything from there in this,” he said, taking a stab at levity. Then he fell silent. Rely on their noses? Since Grousefrost had started teaching him, he had found his lessons’ usefulness wasn’t restricted to the tunnels; to start, they had made him more aware than ever of the myriad of scents the moor held.

He lifted his muzzle to the damp morning air and inhaled, ignoring the way it caught in his throat. Something was there. Whether it was the fog around him or the fog in his head at fault, Raventail couldn't follow it; it was tangled with too many other things, few of them discernible. Puddlepaw, maybe; something that was neither fox nor WindClan, definitely. Still, a clue was a clue. The dark tom lowered his head and turned toward his Clanmates, eyes dark. "Fox." He tried very, very hard not to make it sound like a death sentence. It wasn't. Not until they found her. He had to remember that. Raventail cleared his throat and added, "I don't know where it went or where it's from, but at least one of them was here."

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- Deputy of WindClan -
[Character Profiles] [Remind Me]

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WindClan Deputy V      
Lightfang [80/240]    
WindClan Warrior IV    
    Snowpaw [15/50]
    RiverClan Apprentice
      Bitternkit [0/0]
      ThunderClan Unborn


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Characters : [F]Firflower [D]Deerhawk [E]Egretstorm; DEAD/ MISSING: Nightbird, Deernose, Rainspot, Ashcloud, Foxfang, Scorchbranch, Pebblelight, Fogheart, Pineeye, Darkflight, Stonepaw(PLOT), Cloudstone, Spiderfur, Poppysnow
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Leo Dragon
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Clan/Rank : RC Tier I Warrior; WC Tier II Warrior; SkC Tier III Warrior

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The older tom followed easily behind his superiors, strides long and well-spaced, just as he'd been taught. Keep it even, spend your energy well. Do things to the best of your ability. That ability was a tad bit hindered by this thick fog, however. Deerhawk's gaze couldn't penetrate the early morning mists as much as he would like them to. Once they'd finally stopped running, he elected to using his ears to pinpoint something, almost out of habit. But they weren't looking for careless rabbits today, and so they wouldn't hear any of their targets close by. If it were Puddlepaw, wonderful, search over and done with. But if it were a fox... well, he'd hate to think what such a creature could do if it could sneak up on them like that.

Use their noses? "Though this mist may make that an issue as well," he murmured, mouth held slightly open. "Everything is muddled." Their eyes, ears, and noses. The warrior padded quietly a few, ahem, fox-lengths away, head swaying gently from side to side. Like a living dowsing rod. His ears perked as a strong scent wafted towards his nose. His tail raised. Was she close by? He spoke clearly, eyes and nose fixed on the trail he'd found. He could only hope that Puddlepaw was alright. "This way."

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Firflower|Deerhawk|Egretstorm

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Deerhawk and Raventail raised their noses into the foggy sky, whiskers tinged yellow as the sun beamed through the mist. The deputy mentioned a fox and Finchstar turned in his direction, fur on end. However the scent appeared to be a dead-end until Deerhawk caught the remains of a trail, leading the patrol through the grasses. Tension was thick like jelly as they weaved under gorse bushes and ducked under heather stalks. Finchstar's heart pounded in his ears as every breath taken parted the air before him. He resisted closing his eyes for too long, in fear that he'd open them to stumble across Puddlepaw's bloody remains. It was better to remain alert, as much as the leader's stubbornness fought it. Another few excruciating moments passed until they padded down a rocky hill onto an outcrop, land sloping below them. The mist fell under their paws and lined the land below, making the forest appear as just a cloud. And the sun was ever so yellow, light amplified by the dewy air. Finchstar raised his maw to the air and knew their eyes would be no help here. The beauty was undeniable, however the suspense it brought proved to make it dangerous. "Your noses are quite fine..." Finchstar mewed to the others darkly, knowing what his statement entailed. Foxes did rest near this land, and the own scent he caught proved it to be true a dozen times over. It was a vague, strange thing that held undertones of another smell, but the leader was not apt enough to put his tongue on it. It wasn't completely necessary however, as a stain of crimson dotted the grass, still red with freshness. Finchstar had seen enough blood to tell the difference between old and new, and the fluids that spattered the ground now remained terrifyingly clean. "Stars, it's not hers. It won't be. Let us follow it and flay these foxes, Puddlepaw will be alright." The words were spoken more to comfort Finchstar's own doubts than those of his companions. It was strange to feel such unrest, usually his optimism reigned supreme. But all the signs pointed to the worst. All they needed to do was to find fate themselves. And easier task to be spoken than done.

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{ Duskrain }
Warrior of ThunderClan
Tier II - {45/160}
{ Finchstar }
Leader of WindClan
Tier V - {120/300}
{ Tawnypaw }
Apprentice of RiverClan
Apprentice - {20/80}
{ Billie }
Rogue of Twolegplace
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Pisces Dog
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Clan/Rank : RiverClanWarrior

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Characters : [R]aventail ♂ | [L]ightfang ♂ | [S]nowpaw ♂
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Leo Cat
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PostSubject: Re: Youth: Finchstar's Patrol {closed}   Youth: Finchstar's Patrol {closed} Icon_minitimeMon Sep 23, 2019 2:50 pm

Thankfully, Deerhawk found something they could actually follow. Raventail fell into step behind him and Finchstar, bristling at every hint of fox-scent that drifted past no matter how stale it was. He had been on edge before; now he was ready for something to spring out of the mist at any moment. It made a better cover than darkness. For once, he was thankful neither Finchstar nor Deerhawk seemed to be in a talkative mood—better to hear the gentle brush of paws, the echoing cries signaling they had been caught. Unless the fog dampened sound, too…

The next clue they came upon was not a scent. Once he’d leaned close to confirm it, he wished it had been. Stomach churning, the small tom took one, two, three careful steps back, as if putting distance between himself and the blood might make it disappear, and forced his mind to work around the metallic stench seeping into his nose. There had been a fight here, but the body—but Puddlepaw was missing. Until they found her, the search would continue.

He latched onto the nearest discernable thing, one of the not-quite-identifiable scents he’d caught earlier, and followed it. It died after a few fox-lengths, leaving him to trot back to his companions with heavy steps, heartened only by seeing they hadn’t been attacked in his absence. As before, however, the trail had still given him something, even if it wasn’t particularly useful. ”It’s not just foxes,” he said, avoiding Finchstar’s eyes. Finchstar had tried so hard to give them hope, but Raventail couldn't find it in himself to take hold of it. ”There was a badger, too.”

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- Deputy of WindClan -
[Character Profiles] [Remind Me]

Youth: Finchstar's Patrol {closed} Zl0bITv
Raventail [100/280]      
WindClan Deputy V      
Lightfang [80/240]    
WindClan Warrior IV    
    Snowpaw [15/50]
    RiverClan Apprentice
      Bitternkit [0/0]
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Characters : [F]Firflower [D]Deerhawk [E]Egretstorm; DEAD/ MISSING: Nightbird, Deernose, Rainspot, Ashcloud, Foxfang, Scorchbranch, Pebblelight, Fogheart, Pineeye, Darkflight, Stonepaw(PLOT), Cloudstone, Spiderfur, Poppysnow
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Leo Dragon
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Clan/Rank : RC Tier I Warrior; WC Tier II Warrior; SkC Tier III Warrior

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Deerhawk's eyes were narrowed as the trio desperately sought a scent to follow. While his nose had led them someplace closer - hopefully - the mess of fox scent soon muddied any discernable trail. How long had they wandered here? Upon spotting the splatter of crimson he felt his paws grow cold, and indeed he shook out one of his front paws despite there being nothing on it. His thoughts echoed Finchstar's words. It couldn't be Puddlepaw's. She was somewhere nearby, and he hoped that even if she'd been attacked that the she-cat was able to escape somewhere. Even if it meant trespassing into another clan's territory to get away.

And according to Raventail, the foxes weren't alone. An almost kit-like thought came to him, a naive hope that the predators had fought each other over Puddlepaw, and that was where the blood came from. Well, if there was bloodshed, there must be fur somewhere. The fog wasn't so thick as to hide that from them. The warrior took a different direction, pawsteps light and wary. He found more than fur. Broken stems of heather where both fox and badger scent were strong. And Puddlepaw's. Disturbed earth and a faint trail where something had been dragged away. His hackles rose as a scenario built in the tom's head, one he hated to follow to its conclusion. "It's this way now," he spoke grimly, glancing back towards his companions. This wasn't going to give them a good ending.

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Firflower|Deerhawk|Egretstorm

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The three toms trailed after the crimson dots in the grass, tails low as the situation seemed to weigh on each of their hearts. Raventail's mention of badger put Finchstar's fur on end as the scenario seemed to worsen in his mind. Wincing, they cut through a swath of heather before emerging into a dim clearing, the sight there striking fear into each of their hearts. Deerhawk caught a glance of the flattened grass first, the unmistakable scent of Puddlepaw dragged over the ground, along with the blood that was smeared over the green. Finchstar didn't dare look into his clanmate's eyes, scared of the fear he'd find there. He strived for a moment in his mind, searching relentlessly for a situation in which Puddlepaw would come out of this alive, but none seemed to arise. Not a word came from the toms as the warily padded over the trampled foliage. It led to a patch of raised ground, a rocky outcrop jutting above the moor, forming many holes beneath them.

The scent of blood was almost revolting now, Finchstar wrinkled his nose as his eyes watered, following the path with his eyes as crimson prints descended into the ground below. The leader blinked and remembered his experience with Aspenheart, falling below the earth, flesh cut by the stones that resided below. Finchstar did not like the tunnels, but he could pretend to. No other cats would suffer Brookclover's fate. WindClan had strengthened the holes beneath the ground, shored up the walls and patrolled beneath the moor itself. It was perhaps his greatest bluff, but oh what a trial when his lie was cut into by beasts themselves. WindClan's tireless work, now taken advantage of by foxes and badgers, burrowing into the holes that dotted the moor.

Finchstar knew what needed to be done, however much his muscles screamed at him to stop. "Wait here." He mewed to Raventail and Deerhawk solemnly, yellow eyes steely with fear and determination. Unwilling to think on it any longer, Finchstar folded his ears and entered the tunnel, almost retching from the smell. Crimson spattered the walls now, sticking to his fur as he slithered beneath the stone. Darkness descended downward, a long path into the void itself. Swallowing the bile, Finchstar closed his eyes and padded deeper, remembering what Aspenheart had taught him. His tail brushed the muddy walls to keep balance, however touching fur was something no cat could expect. A body, cold, sticky with unseen crimson. Finchstar gently brought his muzzle to its pelt as tears streamed down his eyes, determining the shape was Puddlepaw. "Oh, 'paw... what have they done to you?" A terrifying feeling wormed its way into Finchstar's heart as he realized what the apprentice must have seen in her last moments. Darkness, the pain of teeth and claws. Oh, why hadn't Finchstar paid more attention? Letting out a strange sob, the leader moaned his fears, feeling disgust for the gore life could possess. Ever so slowly, he pulled the young she-cat's body out from the tunnel, eyes wet and pelt slicked with blood.

Perhaps darkness was better. The light exposed the treachery of the forest, showed all the rips and tears in her exposed skin. Bones broken, fur gone, pelt removed, and mouth twisted into a frozen scream. Finchstar gasped and stepped backward, looking somewhat like a monstrosity himself. The tunnel left his own pelt red, smeared with the lifeblood that once flowed through Puddlepaw. "I will destroy every one of those foxmothers until even the forest cannot recognize them." Finchstar spoke in a gravelly voice, tone still neutral, but the anger was clear. He stood for a moment, gazing upon Puddlepaw's body, sadness turning to anger in his heart. His mind swam with all masses of horrors, wondering where the beasts could have gone. Nightmares would be had tonight, but not before Puddlepaw's burial. She would be avenged. The haze was thick and made all thoughts blurry. Finchstar wondered if he was swaying in his spot in the grass, eyes fixed on the tunnel in anger. It was the only way they could have gone, the cowards. Hiding beneath the moor, walking under the earth itself. But their hunt never seemed to end. Finchstar's eyes flashed in fear as the cold realization hit him. Barleytuft had taken his patrol to the tunnels. They were still looking for what was already lost. It was only a matter of time before the beasts found them as well. A loud roar screeched in Finchstar's head as he meant his clanmate's eyes, speaking only one word. "Barleytuft." And then he was running, as fast as the wind could carry him.

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{ Duskrain }
Warrior of ThunderClan
Tier II - {45/160}
{ Finchstar }
Leader of WindClan
Tier V - {120/300}
{ Tawnypaw }
Apprentice of RiverClan
Apprentice - {20/80}
{ Billie }
Rogue of Twolegplace
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They followed Deerhawk’s lead along a trail of flattened grass and blood splatter. At the end of it, they found one of the many raised patches of moorland—and a tunnel. Raventail’s hackles rose as the search patrol slowed. There was no doubt, now, what had happened. Cats weren’t made for tunneling; badgers and foxes were. They had taken Puddlepaw and dragged her where she had no chance of escape. Having faced both predators in his life, Raventail knew all too well how steep the odds must have been.

Finchstar and WindClan had embraced the tunnels so readily. They were where WindClan’s prey made its home, they provided tactical advantages, they were too numerous to be caved in—at the time, Raventail had begrudgingly accepted all of those points, at least outwardly, because they weren’t altogether wrong. But he shouldn’t have. He should have fought harder, seen the danger. The tunnels had taken Brookclover, Finchstar, could have taken Goldengale and Ploverpaw, and now Puddlepaw almost certainly lay dead within them.

”Finchstar—“ But his friend was already gone, the end of his striped ginger tail vanishing into the tunnel. Raventail did not have the courage to follow. When he tried to wish Finchstar luck, his tongue stuck to the roof of his mouth. In the silence, he looked toward Deerhawk; the older warrior’s expression gave him no reason to hope. Either Finchstar would emerge with empty paws, or he would emerge with a body. Or he wouldn’t emerge at all. For the second time in his life, Raventail would dig Finchstar out of the earth, too late, always too late—

A pair of silhouettes bloomed from the darkness. Still half-caught in a panic, Raventail unsheathed his claws before he processed the scent. WindClan. Finchstar. …Puddlepaw. He stood quietly as Finchstar laid Puddlepaw down outside the tunnel. There was nothing to say. Dirt and blood left her black-and-white pelt tangled, stained the lighter parts of Finchstar’s fur much the same.

Finchstar was furious. It showed in his words, bled through his neutral tone. Raventail wished he could be the same. As he stared at Puddlepaw’s broken form, all he could feel was cold. Part of him had known this was the only way their search patrol could have ended, but the sight of her body was no less jarring for that. At least we can bury her. Nausea rose at the thought; he stepped back, muzzle pointed skyward, and focused on breathing until his stomach settled. It was only a few seconds, but by the time he returned to his patrolmates, something in the air had shifted. Dread. Finchstar didn’t need to speak; Raventail could see in his eyes that they’d had the same thought. Even WindClan’s best tunnelers couldn’t win a battle underground.

”Barleytuft.” It was as good as a command. The protests of Raventail’s mostly-healed wounds went unheeded. He dug his paws into the moor and pushed forward, thundering through the heather and the mist, trusting Deerhawk would follow them both. Their search for the dead had ended; it was time to help the living.

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His silver and white pelt flashed through the misty ground. The tom’s blue eyes trying to see and scent the shapes of cats or foxes in the field with each long stride. The cursed fog obscured everything, but Grousefrost couldn’t stop. His limbs ached, breathing trembled as blood dripped from his jaw, shoulders and back. He had to keep running. He had to get help, before it was too late.

The shadow that came into view was so sudden that Grousefrost couldn’t stop it. The fog parted, and his paws skidded on the golden carpet of grass as he tried to stop and failed, his bodyweight slamming pell-mell into the black form of Raventail. He winced at the impact, paws skidding out beneath him into an unusual splay as he paused for a moment just to breathe. To get his breath back before the bad news.

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Fox… tunnel… Sand” He rasped between great gulping gasps of air. Blood trickled from his maw to the dirt below. Sitting still, it was easier to see the gashes and tears of an obvious fight. His thoughts raced to Barleytuft, Elmskip and Sandpaw. He had seen the other two make a break for it, but Barleytuft… his heart clenched tightly in his chest. The older tom might still be in the tunnel.

If he was, it was his fault. Grousefrost felt guilt well in his chest. He should have stopped Sandpaw, or Barleytuft from going after her. He should have followed, the risks of being trapped shouldn’t have mattered. He forced himself to stand. Tall limbs shaking as they hadn’t since he was an apprentice exhausted from his first training session. Turning and padding back the way he came slowly in the hopes they would understand what he couldn’t say. It was so hard to regain his breath.

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His muscles were on fire. The mist was heavy and unforgiving, turning the moors into a gray cloud of nothingness. Elmskip's fur was on end, hackles raised as he carried Sandpaw by the scruff in what he hoped was the direction of WindClan. He couldn't smell anything except his own blood and fear-stench. A gash across his face bled into his nose and mouth, metallic and salty. The battered warrior paused to catch his breath and set Sandpaw down gently, his chest heaving with the exertion. He whipped his head around to try and see or smell anything but he couldn't make out a single recognizable shape in the fog. "Great StarClan, what have we done..." he whispered to himself, his voice hoarse.

He picked up Sandpaw again and limped ever steadily onward, his wounds stinging. Aspenheart could help, Aspenheart could fix him right up, as soon as they made it back to camp. If they made it back to camp. His thoughts wandered down to the apprentice he carried in his jaws and anger welled up in his thin frame. Things would have probably turned out better if she hadn't left camp to follow them. If she hadn't darted down the tunnel without thinking to see if it was safe, setting off a chain reaction of the rest of the patrol leaping down there to try and rescue her. His ears flattened to his head. Hopefully she would learn her lesson after almost getting herself and three other cats killed.

There was a noise in the distance. Voices. One sounded like...Grousefrost? Elmskip limped faster, as fast as he possibly could, glad that the silver warrior had managed to make his escape. What about Barleytuft, was he safe? Shapes appeared in the fog, vaguely cat-like shapes. As they slowly came into view Elmskip realized he had stumbled upon Grousefrost with Finchstar's patrol. He deposited Sandpaw on the ground once he got close, limping the last few pawsteps with his legs trembling. "Finchstar..." he wheezed. "Foxes...in the tunnels...S-Sandpaw fled camp, followed...We...b-barely escaped...with our lives..." The tom sank down to the ground, panting heavily. "B-Barleytuft...I-I told him...to run, I...don't know--"

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