*~~Whispers of Nature ~~ A Warriors-Based Roleplay~~* Closed!

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Leopard padded silently at the back of the group of fighters, his ears flicking forward and backward as he listened to the crisp wind whistling softly, occasionally parting his jaws to check for scents of danger.
Wind discreetly stood on the left side of him, giving him a biological shield against the western wind.
Ice stared at them with scrutiny. She wasn't technically supposed to lead this group, in fact, she wasn't supposed to be in it at all, but she had declared herself patrol leader anyways, and the other fighters begrudgingly accepted it, a common happenstance.
 
Wind felt his namesake whipping through his fur, and he drew his shoulders in closer, looking smaller. He was on patrol, looking for any potential enemies. In retrospect, he wished he had chosen to be a hunter. Then he'd have his sister on the endeavour.
"Hurry up!" Ice shouted back towards the hunched Fighters, she was the only one with teeth and eyes glinting with excitement. A nasty scar on her lip was revealed as she smiled. "You guys are slower than slugs! I smell battle ahead, and I expect you fighters act like em'!" That was Ice for you, a little bloodthirsty, but a little encouraging too.
She held her tail in the air, paying no heed to the wind, and hopped gracefully over the forest floor.
Twig drifted along on the fringes of the patrol, existing with silent disdain. Her paws carried her effortlessly, as if she weighed little more than a leaf.
Twig found Ice to be an irritating hothead and today seemed to already be anything but an exception from her obnoxiousness.
 
Twig drifted along on the fringes of the patrol, existing with silent disdain. Her paws carried her effortlessly, as if she weighed little more than a leaf.
Twig found Ice to be an irritating hothead and today seemed to already be anything but an exception from her obnoxiousness.
(Isn't she the best character tho?)
 
Wind discreetly stood on the left side of him, giving him a biological shield against the western wind.
Ice stared at them with scrutiny. She wasn't technically supposed to lead this group, in fact, she wasn't supposed to be in it at all, but she had declared herself patrol leader anyways, and the other fighters begrudgingly accepted it, a common happenstance.
Leopard's tail tip twitched irritably.
 
Leopard's tail tip twitched irritably.
At this incredibly miniscule action, which shouldn't even count as an action, which should only have counted as an involuntary movement, an accident, Wind jumped a couple steps to the left, in his meekness.
For this cat he feared for his common silence and questionable past. This cat looked like he could probably rip him apart. Probably. And this cat had discovered his cunning. Probably.
Ice grumbled. Young cats. So dramatic.
 

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