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Batglow jumped around a little in excitement as he lead the others out of the camp. "Let's get going!" It was a decent sized patrol consisting of Rosethorn, Mistyfalcon, Murkystrike, and Firepaw but he was happy to have them all along. Anything to take his mind of the familiar scents he kept finding near the borders. Of course he was going to take them near the border because his mind just couldn't leave it alone. He needed to keep checking until he found his answer, but it would help to get things done at the same time right?

"Any requests today?" He asked, looking back at all the others, making sure to cover all the ground they could to make everyone happy before he tried to satisfy his curiosity.

Firepaw wasn't totally sure why she got dragged along, her sibling's mentor was here, but not her own. She supposed it was okay though, she was getting to learn the territory and all the dangerous spots after all. But again, she wasn't sure why Batglow was asking her if she had any requests... well it wasn't like she wasn't being asked directly, so Firepaw just shook her head no and went back to looking through the trees.

Mistyfalcon followed Batglow out of camp, pelt occasionally brushing against Murkystrike's as they walked. Rosethorn and Firepaw were with them, and even though Murkystrike had found Fangpaw and he'd returned to camp, Mistyfalcon was still keeping an eye on the new apprentice in the hopes that there would be no repeat of the situation.

A soft rustle caught Mistyfalcon's attention, and he flicked his tail, signaling to the rest of the group he'd spotted the mouse. Dropping into a crouch, the dark tom glided forward on silent paws, not giving the mouse a chance to react as his fangs sank into the soft flesh of its neck. Mistyfalcon turned to bury it, quickly rejoining the group.

Murkystrike padded alongside the rest of the patrol, keeping a close eye on the young Firepaw. She refused to have something happen to this apprentice like what happened to Fangpaw. Mistyfalcon suddenly flicked his tail, and she watched Firepaw out of the corner of her eye as her mate crouched, walking away briefly before returning with a mouse. Butting his shoulder with her head gently, she mewed softly. "Nice catch." As they continued on, Murkystrike shook her head. "I don't have any requests, other than making sure there's no recent twoleg scent in the territory." Fangpaw's story had concerned her, and since his return she had asked all patrols, especially the ones along the border, to be extra vigilant. So far there had been no unusual reports, but that could change in an instant. This patrol wasn't supposed to go near the border, but they should still be... The she-cat shook her head slightly. She was on patrol, with some of her closest friends. She could just be Murkystrike, just for a moment, instead of ShadowClan's deputy.

Just like old times, Rosethorn was hanging out with her former mentor, as well as Musty. Only this time, a new apprentice was joining them, Firepaw. She would have brought along Webpaw, but she was still getting the hang of mentorship, and thought it better to have Webpaw do some tasks in the camp. That, and she just didn't want to be responsible in that moment, this was a time for fun!

When Batglow had asked about any requests, of course Rosethorn could not keep her mouth shut. "I have a request! Let's go before these two get too cuddly and we have to drag them apart!" With a mrrow of laughter, Rosethorn sped ahead, although still leaving room for Batglow to lead. She learned not to stray too far from her patrol, but she still wanted to keep just out of reach of Musty, just to taunt them.

Batglow couldn't help but chuckle at Rosethorn's teasing. He couldn't help but shake his head at her actions. He understood her teasing but he understood the two weren't that bad. He looked at them and felt happiness. He was glad that his two friends found it together.

The black tom pushed forward, following after his former apprentice. "Feel free to stop and hunt at any point in time, but stick close together. We can also check for any scents Murky. I don't mind. There is something I want to check on myself." He informed the deputy.

Though a scent of a frog caught his nose. Quickly he branched way from the group, following the scent. Once he spotted the piece of prey, he crouched low creeping forward before pouncing. He quickly caught the frog, burying it so they could grab it later before returning to the group.

The member 'Reaper King' has done the following action : Dices roll

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'Hunting Dice' : 3

Firepaw dipped back a bit, her ears flicking back as she looked at all four of the warriors giggling and teasing and having fun. She felt oddly out of place like she shouldn't be here where everyone was so buddy buddy and having fun. She wanted to turn around and run back to camp with her tail between her legs. Her turmoil was hidden behind her emerald green eyes, as she relatively blankly looked ahead, hoping to get this patrol finished fast but... by the looks of things, they will likely stall and stay out as long as they can to enjoy each others company.

"You know, now that I think about it, you guys can go on ahead, after all. Good idea, Rosethorn!" Mistyfalcon smirked, twining his tail with Murkystrike's and allowing their pelts to brush. Rosethorn had made the choice to be snark, so Mistyfalcon might as well pull her tail a bit in return. He'd never actually distract himself or Murkystrike from their duties, of course, even if the thought was tempting.

Batglow spoke up again, and Mistyfalcon kept quiet as he dropped into a crouch. Batglow wanted to check on something himself? Something was up. Mistyfalcon didn't speak until he'd caught the frog, however.

"What's bothering you, Bat?"

From the distance, a calico she-cat watched the patrol enter her line of sight. Her fur was sleek and well-groomed, and her eyes were a vibrant green. At the moment, she was sitting on her haunches, her tail around her paws. For her, it was just another day out here, sitting in what she saw as the middle of nowhere. Sometimes, cats appeared around here, but most of the time there were not many cats. A few times she even stepped onto the territory where they stepped on, just to see what it felt like. As the cats got closer, she had the urge to go and ask them how they were doing. She always had that urge when cats arrived, but she usually stood put. Mom would get mad if I did that. She took a step forward, scanning the five cats further. A dark gray tom, a ginger-and-black she-cat, a ginger she-cat, a calico she-cat (like her, which was neat), and a black tom.

A black tom with pearly white fangs.

The she-cat stood up suddenly, flicking her tail backwards. Was this... her brother? He definitely looked like an older version of the tom that she knew since they were kits. And there weren't very many black cats with fangs as long as his. One day, he vanished into thin air, just like one of her other siblings. And now, a cat who looked a lot like him was here. Bounding towards the tom, she called out his name. "Fang?" she said. "It's me, Pea!" Of course, if she was wrong about him being her sibling, then she'd just... awkwardly... slink away and pretend that nothing like that happened. But if she was right... well, it would be the greatest thing in the world. Reuniting with her long-lost brother? Well, it was a dream of hers that she didn't even know that she had. Eventually, the two cats stood face-to-face with each other, with Pea hoping that the cat she was facing was indeed her brother.

Murkystrike's pelt warmed at Rosethorn's words, and she smiled over to Mistyfalcon. She wasn't as embarrassed as she had once been, but the teasing did still embarrass her a bit, especially in front of so many, Firepaw included. Mistyfalcon's reaction surprised her a bit though, but after a moment of shock she relaxed into her mate's side and leaned over to lick his cheek gently, purring. Her senses were still alert, but she had to admit this was nice. Someday soon she'd have to see if Mistyfalcon and Batglow wanted to go out for that spar they had discussed so long ago now. Batglow's voice turned her attention towards the tom, and she nodded gratefully. "Sounds good, thanks Bat." She purred, watching as he skillfully caught a frog. Something about his tone seemed off though, and she wasn't the only one to notice it. Mistyfalcon asked their friend what was bothering him. Before she could catch the answer though, a strange scent reached her nose, her head lifting as she tried to find the source. It didn't take long, the cat-like figure bounding towards them wasn't making any attempt to hide. The fur along her back rose, and she stepped in front of Firepaw, looking between the apprentice and Rosethorn. "Stay behind me. If a fight breaks out, I want you and Rosethorn to run back to camp as fast as you can and tell Flintstar. I'm counting on you both." She mewed quietly as the strange cat approached. The she-cat's eyes seemed locked on Batglow, but she called him by a strange name. Fang? Pea? Her eyes narrowed as she kept a close eye on the she-cat, prepared to lash out if she got too close or became hostile. "State your business. Why are you in ShadowClan's territory?" She growled, not hiding the venom and threat in her voice. If this cat turned out to be a threat to her friends, she would rip every whisker from her face.

Rosethorn was aghast as Murkystrike had given her her orders. Run? Was she crazy? She wasn't a coward, there was no way she was going to run away!

Pelt bristling, she made her way to stand next to her deputy, glaring down the intruder. "I'm no kit, Murkystrike, I can fight alongside you guys! And I would be more useful here, anyway. I would collapse before I could even get to Flintstar if I ran!" Despite trying to sound as though she could handle this, her voice came out high pitched with her exasperation, forcing a groan out of her as she heard it come out of her. Stars above that was a pitiful argument!

As the intruder spoke, saying these weird names, Rosethorn stepped forward, eyes narrowed. "His name isn't 'Fang', it's Batglow. He is a ShadowClan warrior. And you are trespassing. You don't belong here."

Batglow was going to answer Mistyfalcon, but before he could a familiar scent filled his nose. A voice following shortly after. Yellow green eyes locked onto the rogue as she approached, her voice, her questions blocking out everything else as Batglow was tossed back in the past for a moment. Stars.. She had grown. He was lost in his own mind, conflicted feelings growing in his gut. He never expected to see anyone out of his family ever again.. But now it all made sense as to why everything near the border was so familiar.

The all too familiar name being spoken from her maw. A name he thought he had forgotten. "Pea?" The word left his mouth in a soft manner. A name he never thought he would speak again. Why was she here? Stars.. Did that mean.. No. He hoped not. "Why are you here Pea?" His question lacked the aggression that the others held. This was his sibling, despite what she had done, Pea wasn't responsible. "And my name is Batglow, Fang is a name I left behind moons ago."

Pea blinked at the hostile cats surrounding what she thought was her brother. They obviously didn't like the fact that she was on their territory, which made sense in hindsight. She wouldn't like it if a cat suddenly strolled into her territory, either. Still, the hostility was grinding her, and she hated the feeling. Pushing the hostility away, she turned to Fang. Wait, no. His name was Batglow now. She turned to Batglow. There, better.

"I usually just walk here every now and then," she said. "I guess sometimes I step into... ShadowClan territory, is that what your friends call it?" She assumed that the cats around him were his friends. They most certainly knew him well, though. "And the reason why I'm here right now is because I saw you. In the distance. At least, I was pretty sure it was you, because of the fangs that I saw, in the distance. Ahem. Well... how have you been doing? It's been a while, Fa- er, Batglow."

Mistyfalcon's's hackles rose at the unfamiliar scent and voice that most definitely did not belong to a Shadowclan cat, and he reluctantly pulled away from Murkystrike's side, thoughts of pulling Rosethorn's tail and joking around with his clanmates immediately shoved to the back of his mind at the potential threat. Murkystrike gave Rosethorn and the apprentice a perfectly reasonable set of instructions, and Rosethorn naturally argued,

"Listen to Murkystrike." He muttered to Rosethorn with a flick of his tail. Mistyfalcon stalked forward to flank Batglow, dark gaze watching the rogue as she approached, then scanning their surroundings for any more of them.

Fang... He'd forgotten that Batglow wasn't clanborn, in all honesty. This rogue- Pea? What sort of name was Pea?- seemed to know him, or thought she did. But Batglow hadn't been an outsider for a long time, and Mistyfalcon thought he was a loyal friend. He was more a part of Shadowclan than some cats that had been born to it, and Mistyfalcon eyed the she-cat with distrust.

She just... Happened to take a walk around here? Frequently? That would need to be fixed sooner rather than later. Shadowclan was accepting of those that wished to join their ranks, but trespassing was still trespassing. And what this rogue had been doing looked far more like snooping, to him. Mistyfalcon detested snooping.

Still, he said nothing for the moment. The rogue wanted to talk to Batglow it seemed, and he'd follow Murkystrike's lead.