Fulfil your duties [open hunting patrol]

It had been a relatively lazy day, the sun hiding behind a blanket of thick, grey clouds. Smallbean had spent much of it lying in camp, appreciating the simple fact that he was able to relax for what felt like the first time in moons without the sun heating his thick pelt. The humidity, however, remained the same, keeping his pelt inconveniently fluffed out. At least he wasn't as miserable today.

Stretching out his short legs, he suddenly stood to his paws, giving into the guilt that came with his laziness. He decided that he should assign, or maybe, lead a patrol of his own. Yeah, he would lead a hunting patrol. The fresh-kill pile could always use a refill, after all.

He turned and padded to the camp entrance, calling out to his clanmates over his shoulder. "I'm going out hunting, does anyone want to tag along?"

Blazefang was just outside of camp, appreciating the rare Greenleaf breeze as it blew through her fur with no camp wall to block it. It wasn’t a cool breeze, and didn’t do much for the muggy air, but it was something. Still, she never could stand still for long. Maybe she should go hunt. It seemed there was never not a need for that. As if he read her mind, Smallbean’s voice broke Blazefang out of her thoughts. “I’m in,” she quickly mewed, padding back towards the camp entrance to join her mentor.