Post by hayy on Nov 20, 2009 19:50:38 GMT -5
ooc:
Okay, so as a quick disclaimer...this is all Rolo-ordered. So I'm not breaking any rules or anything
I'm not sure if we have the Streamclanner/s lined up, if somebody knows, could you post please?
Anyways, basically, there's going to be a hunting patrol led by Lynxstorm, and Lynxstorm, being the rule-bending kitty he is, is going to go after some prey once its gone over the border and be caught by a responsible StreamClan kitty, and a scuffle will ensue.
Anyone can join-within reason, of course. As in, ya know, be a warrior or apprentice and we can't have a 100 cat patrol.
I'm not sure what's happening with the StreamClan cats....but that's not so important right now. I'll ask Rolo Sunday.
So, jump in and post away!
(the cats will know Lynxstorm has been ordered to get a patrol together, as the deputy would've had one of those meeting things. So they can just go up to him or whatever.)
ic:
Lynxstorm's powerful yellow-green eyes twitched with annoyance when the sound of his name reached the warrior's furry grey ears. His quick, decisive brain flipped back onto the channel of the real world, brought back from its philosophical wonderings by the necessity of hearing his duties. A hunting patrol, not a large inconvenience by any means, but one Lynxstorm begrudged Bramblefang all the same. It was not a bad time, in fact, it was one of the better times during which the young warrior could be chosen for a patrol-and he had been placed in charge of it, most unusual for an eleven-moon-old cat...but still, Lynxstorm resented being given the task. Even so, he stood to fulfill his charge, shaking off his long pelt and splaying loose dead fur into the air around him as he stood. As the young warrior swung his intense yellow-eyed gaze across the clearing his tail curled itself into its customary half-moon position over his back.