A tiny patrol [open]

Tinylegs padded out of the warrior's den and gave a yawn. The tom made his way to the center of camp, waiting for more cats to wake up. Now that he was a warrior, it was his job to help with patrols, so he thought it might nice to go on a morning patrol. Sitting down, the small cat waited for the early birds of SkyClan, and in the meantime he groomed his white coat, enjoying the nice weather.

Fawnsplash has been thinking about starting a patrol when she saw Tinylegs sitting in the center of camp. She got up from her spot where she had eaten a squirrel and padded over to him. "Hey Tinylegs! Patrol?" she meowed, greeting him with a smile. She loved the mornings, though others call her crazy for it, but it was so nice. The prey was just waking up, the weather was usually nice, and it was always so peaceful in the mornings. She loved it even if she was crazy for it.

Thornpaw was up already, woken by his rowdy denmates. He sleepily trudged toward the center of camp, giving a yawn. He spotted Fawnsplash and Tinylegs having a discussion. Ears careening, he caught the mention of "patrol." Ah, that was what he needed to wake up! He picked up his tail and headed toward the two warriors, eyeing them. "Can I come? I'm sure Snowstorm won't mind."

Tinylegs turned to Fawnsplash and gave a dip of his head. "Hello Fawnsplash, I'm just about to leave," the small warrior meowed with a smile. Soon enough, Thornpaw arrived. "Of course, the more the merrier. Tinylegs said with a smile. Realizing that not many more cats would probably wake up this early, he decided it was best to get going. "I guess let's get going." Starting to padd out of camp, he gave a content sigh. The weather was perfect for a morning patrol, and being a warrior gave the tom a new found confidence that'd even though he had tiny legs, he was fit as any other warrior to lead a patrol.

Moonlight stretched as she padded out from the warrior’s den, looking around camp just in time to notice the leaving group. Without a second thought she bolted towards them, hoping she could still go with them as she really had no other plans for that specific day “Hey! Mind if I go with you?!” Her voice was loud enough to be heard from where she was before catching up to the group, but not so loud that it would wake the still sleeping cats. She was glad to have taken the decision of getting up instead of just rolling around in her nest for only StarClan knows how long trying to sleep for a bit longer.

Tinylegs turned around to see Moonlight and gave a purr. "Morning Moonlight," he meowed with a smile and continued to exit camp. Not having an apprentice, he didn't really have a particular reason to go on a patrol, but it would be a good experience for him and other his clan mates. "Let's head towards the ThunderClan border," he suggested.

Breezepaw walked up to his mentor and brother. He had nothing else to do today- why not join a patrol? It would help the Clan, after all, and maybe he'd make some new friends. "Can I join?" the gray tabby apprentice inquired politely

Moonlight smiled as she quickly took a spot right behind Tinylegs, knowing that he would lead this patrol and ready to follow him. It has been some time since she went on a border patrol instead of a hunting one, so this would definitely be a good way to not get rusty on said area. Her ears followed the sound of Breezepaw’s voice as she turned around to see him, giving him a kind smile and making a sign with her tail for him to follow them.

Tinylegs led the patrol towards the Thunderpath, and the horrid scent soon overwhelmed the air around them. Scrunching up his nose, the small warrior slowly took a few steps forward, peering across the path. Nothing out of the ordinary so far, he thought to himself, glad no other clans were causing trouble. Rounding the corner, a monster came zooming by, and catching Tinylegs by surprise. Not expecting the loud noise and rush of air, the small cat stumbled backwards and fell on his rump. Quickly getting up, he gave his pelt a shake, partially embarrassed. "Want to move on?" he meowed, looking back at the other cats and still a bit shaken.

Fawnsplash smiled at her apprentice when he joined before taking her place somewhere behind Tinylegs. She glanced around the territory as they got closer to the thunder path, making sure everything was how it was supposed to be. Her nose wrinkled once the awful smell of the thunder path hit her nose and she held in a surprised yelp when Tinylegs fell backwards when a monster raced by. She gave him a reassuring smile and nod when he glanced back and asked if they'd like to move on. As they padded on she kept a watchful eye on Breezepaw to make sure he didn't stray to far from the group or towards the thunder path. She had a responsibility to keep him safe and teach him all she knew, but she felt that even without that responsibility she would still keep a watchful eye on him, and any other apprentice. It wasn't too long ago that she was an apprentice herself and she remembered how curious she was about everything that was new.

Breezepaw jumped back, startled, as a monster rushed by. Ruffling his gray tabby fur a little, he nodded at Tinylegs's question. "Let's keep going." He wasn't too fazed except for the initial moment of surprise. He wasn't easily scared

Thornpaw followed near the front of the patrol with Tinylegs and Fawnsplash. His paws crunched loudly against the twigs and leaves of the forest floor as they continued on their way. Ah, he'd only been near the Thunderpath once, and it had been eerily silent. He leaned forward, taking in the sharp tang of the black track. A roaring was heard, and the tom backed away, whiskers twitching with slight fear. A monster flew past faster than he had expected. Thornpaw gave a loud hiss at the fleeing monster, fur bristled on every section of his fur. What an odd creation..

Continuing the patrol, the small warrior looked behind him and slowed the pace. "Well, we've checked that needed to be checked and marked, want to head back to camp?" he asked, wondering what everyone else wanted to do.

Streampaw was padding in the morning light on a hunting patrol. " Hi, Tinylegs! What are you doing here?" She yowled over the roaring monster. Streampaw padded over , looking brave but small beside the thunderous monsters. As she was about to cross the thunderpath for some herbs that she saw for the medicine cat , a monster swept by , almost killing her. She hissed and tried again successfully. "Hopefully this catnip will be of use!"She meowed.