Under This Newleaf Sun… [Open Patrol]

Nightheart got up after finishing her meal and grooming her fur. The sun was high on the sky and after a quick look around she noticed most of her clanmates were either resting under the thorn wall that surrounded the camp or trying to find other ways to avoid the heat of Newleaf’s sun. While she understood why they were so reluctant to leave the commodity of camp at the time, she couldn’t help but worry. She hadn’t seen any patrols leave since the more tolerable hours of early morning and leaving the territory unchecked for so long couldn’t be a good thing.

With a soft grunt she got on her paws and padded towards the entrance of camp, ignoring the temptation of ling down, protected by the cool shadow and wait until the heat diminished near twilight “Anyone up for a quick patrol?” Maybe someone would be either crazy or worried enough to go and check the borders with her under this heat.

Dovestream glanced up from where she was sunning herself in her mossy nest as she heard Nightheart call out for a patrol. It would be good for her to head out and do some hunting for the Clan. Putting on a happy smile, the gray tabby approached the older warrior and dipped her head in a quick and casual way as a sign of greeting.
"Hey, Nightheart," She purred, gleefully, "I'd like to tag along, if ya don't mind."

ooc; ugh i hate this post

The scorching, blazing hot sun seemed to burn Acornpelt's fur rather than beat down warm rays. Puffy white clouds were scattered across the blue skyscape, and not a single one would cross the sun's way. Normally, any cat would consider this a hot day, but for Acornpelt, it was much more than that. The brown tabby she-cat hated sunny days when it wasn't cold and she was more sensitive to heat than others, especially with her long-haired pelt. Her attention was caught by a darker brown warrior's voice, and her ears pricked up with interest. Rising to her paws, she padded over to the senior warrior and dipped her head in respect. "Greetings, Nightheart," she meowed respectfully. "I'd be willing to come along. Anything to get out of this sweltering heat."

OOC: Sorry for such a late reply…hope you can forgive me >.<

Nightheart smiled and nodded as Dovestream and Acornpelt joined her “Well, lets get going, if anyone else wants to join they’ll need to catch up” With those words the she-cat walked out of camp, leading the small patrol as they headed towards the moors.

Her first spot, as always had to be the new border they shared with RiverClan over the Gorge. She still didn’t understand why they would want to claim a piece of land that they already avoided most of the time out of the occasional skirmish given how dangerous it could be. Did RiverClan was seriously so greedy for territory that they felt claiming such a dangerous area that had claimed so many lives and given so little in return anyways was worth it? Well, if that meant less deaths for WindClan as they wouldn’t get as close as before to the deadly waters that roared at the bottom of the Gorge, then so be it.

OOC: Is this still open for more people to join?  

"Hey, Wait up!" Foxpaw meowed, running out of camp. "Can I join this hunting patrol? I haven't been hunting yet today, and I should help contribute to the clan." Foxpaw eagerly awaited a response.