nightly haunts [closed]

"Come on, Burningwing, we're the twilight patrol." Fangsnap wanted to sleep for another moon. However, thankfully, he'd managed to grow more accustomed to this strangely repetitive sleep pattern. Life as a rogue had taught him to sleep in snatches, when there was a frail safety. But Shadowclan life was soft and easy. It had brought renewed strength to his being and with each passing day, the russet tom was truly growing into the persona of a Shadowclan warrior. There were haunts that would never leave him from the previous life. At his core, Fangsnap would always be the same cat that he had been. His beliefs, convictions, would not be twisted to match that of his peers. The warrior code he'd sworn himself to was only to be followed as far as he believed it should but there was no inkling of this to be seen. He was a stealthy creature, blending in as easily as a brown lizard in deadened foliage.

The young warrior who would be accompanying him today was a cat that he knew little of but that was not surprising - Fangsnap had resigned to study cats from a cautious distance, soaking in information he could gather when able. Small talk revealed little when in large groups, it was likely this intimate patrol would be more revealing. Regardless, the warrior hardly reveled in conversation, it was merely a means to an end. Today they would be checking the borders along the Thunderpath and remarking them. With so many tensions in the forest, it made sense; Shadowclan had no quarrels with anything other than the filthy rogues that lurked about. Thankfully, they were outside the code, and killing them was not out of the question; at least that thought provided some comfort to the tom.

"Keep your eyes sharp. I'm sure you're aware of the rats prowling our territory. If any show up, I won't hesitate to relieve them of their throats." A low growl rumbled in his throat as he stalked ahead, leading the way through the marshes.

ooc; we have been spared from the wrath of rogues praise starclan

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'Hunting Dice' : 1

Burningwing gladly followed Fangsnap out to the edges of Shadowclan territory. His nose, eyes and ears were all on alert for other cats. Quite frankly, Burningwing had no shred of patience for any rogue he may come across, nor any room in his heart for mercy when they so clearly had none. He smiled, even gave a short chuckle, at Fangsnap's comment. "I am all too aware... and very eager to kill them should we find them." He was rather disappointed when they were clear of any rogues. Serving Starclan by abiding the code was one thing, and while it had it's own rewards, he found it incredibly tame... he daresay even that it was downright dull. To kill for Starclan on the other paw, that was where Burningwing truly felt alive. He had no doubts in his mind that that was his purpose in life. Slaughter. Only sinners of course, and by-products of code breaking.

"It seems awfully quiet so far... how boring." He muttered, though he didn't care if Fangsnap heard him. A rodent ran across the Thunderpath... seemingly right towards the two of them. A Shadowclan cat could see in the dark even better than a rodent. How was that not proof of their superior genetics? Burningwing simply leaped forward, claws outstretched, once the creature had gotten within range. His claws landed upon it, one going straight through the bade of the skull and severing the vertebrae. The mouse was immediately dead, with only a few jerky movements from it's death throes. Burningwing was pleased with himself and his lethal accuracy. He picked the little creature up in his teeth and found a spot to bury it. He'd be back for it once their patrol was done.

"Thank you Starclan for the mouse's life." He muttered, much more quietly than the last time he spoke. He then rejoined Fangsnap, again, saddened by the lack of rogues to destroy.

"I haven't been able to talk to you much Fangsnap. You seem like a cat that I would very much like to get to know better. I fought a raccoon with Webshadow once and he actually berated me for killing the beast. Such soft-headed morals will get someone killed. Personally, I can only hope he's the next victim of a rogue attack." Burningwing knew he was being a bit arrogant, willingly saying such things out loud to another warrior. But why shouldn't he be a little smug? He was a warrior now! He was just as free to do as he liked as the next warrior. His opinions didn't have to be popular any longer.

Burningwing attempted to catch a mouse! He was Successful! -3SP

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'Hunting Dice' : 8

Fangsnap let out a soft snort, agreeing as he twitched his whiskers. When their invaders were finally still as a rotting log, then Shadowclan would truly rest. Prior to joining a clan, there had been a constant uncertainty in each step, never being able to rest safely. But, he'd also been alone. Despite there being a similar feeling in their current affliction, the warrior knew that he was surrounded by strong cats who held a desire as much as him for them all to be free of snagging claws and snapping teeth. If he had to do it himself, the russet tom would gladly rip their throats out - a sentiment that Burningwing seemed to share in.

Never one for small talk, he'd been contented to hunt in silence. There was a frog, singing it's nightly song with a low croak. Fangsnap's ears swiveled to pinpoint the source of the sound as he broke away to find it. It did not take long before the fat creature was in sight, blissfully of the death prowling behind its back. Just before he could leap, there came a snapping of twigs further off that send the frog hopping away. He cursed but didn't give chase - the creature was too far away to make it worth expending his energy. Besides, there was clearly something that had made the sound. Green eyes narrowed to peer into the darkness as he scanned for sight of whatever was out there. One might have called him paranoid but to a tom who had spent so long as a rogue, this was merely a smart course of action.

As Burningwing returned, it seemed he attempted to bring conversation with him. Zeroed in on his current task, Fangsnap merely twitched an ear to show he was listening as he sought to scope out any potential danger. A mention of Webshadow made his pelt heat up, with anger. Previously, he'd snapped at the younger cat for being reckless and throwing himself into battle, now was the mouser trying to prevent any the killing of predators? If it weren't for the fact there was another cat around, he would had likely muttered about what a fool Webshadow was. But it was his patrolmate's final words that caused his blood to run cold. It took everything to prevent himself from whipping around, to stay engrossed in watching their surroundings.

Fangsnap stuffed down his wild anger, instead opting for an even-toned meow, "I'd rather train a clanmate than watch our numbers fall. But, you're right. Life doesn't accommodate for the soft, or the weak. Some cats know that better than others." His tail flickered, waving to and fro in a careful arc. The scars that parted his fur told a story he did not feel inclined to share. Before he could continue the conversation, the shadows finally shifted and the target made itself known. A raccoon, and it was angry, but not as furious as the warrior that hunted it.

He shot forward in an instant, leaping to bowl the creature over and pin it to the ground. Immediately, it began to attempt a retaliation, but Fangsnap only dug his claws in further. Last time a raccoon had caught his patrol by surprise and left a nasty wound festering in his shoulder; the mark was still there. But this time, Fangsnap was determined to leave the creature as limp as prey.

Fangsnap used leap and hold on raccoon, dealing 9 damage and using 15 stamina.
Raccoon is unable to move and is held for 2 turns.

Fangsnap
HP: 50/50
SP: 105/120

Raccoon
HP: 11/20
SP: 120/120

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'Hunting Dice' : 10

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'Effect Dice' : 4