Just another Patrol (TC Patrol//Open)

[darkangel]

Crimsonheart led her patrol through the trees. It was a medium to long walk towards where they had left the fox earlier, but all seemed calm. There seemed to be nothing to worry about.

She fell into step with Firetail. "You know," she mewed, breaking the silence, though it was a tentative mew. "I was thinking about the fox...and I thought that maybe LostClan could possibly be behind this." she finished boldly, wondering what Firetail thought of this theory.

[Magicheart]

Firetail lashed his bright orange tail. "They're evil enough, but think they're smart enough to con an animal as crafty as a fox?" he asked with a smirk. "I'm not sure what they could offer it to do what they wanted...wouldn't be surprised if those barbaric crowfood eaters spoke fox language though!" he mrrrowed.

[darkangel]

Crimsonheart agreed readily, trying to convince herself that she was just being paranoid. "Yeah, I suppose," she mewed, beginning to renew the scent markers along the ShadowClan border.
They arrived at the clearing where the fox scent was biggest. "But still, what are things those savages arent't capable of?" she asked with a shudder

[Magicheart]

Firetail sighed. "I don't know. All I know is that I have to find a way to get Honeysquirrel's kits back somehow. It's all I can think about. I can't stand seeing her so depressed." he said, being surprisingly personal. "It was bad enough for her losing her mate, but having the kits helped her through it. Now..." Firetail sighed again. "I just hope when we find them, they're still the same Thunderclan kits they were. I wish Gingerstar would try to send patrols out for them. I understand that it may be a near suicide mission to openly attack Lostclan, but I wish someone would challenge them. Especially when we have something so precious to fight for." The young tom's ears drooped. "I can't make Honeysquirrel happy. I try, but it's not good enough."

[darkangel]

Crimsonheart's eyes filled with sympathy for the tom. She understood what it was like to not be able to make someone happy...
She had a flashback to when she was an apprentice. She remembered her parents, her kind mother, and not so kind father. She had never divulged any of her feelings about this to any other cat, ever. Her father had loved Gingerstar with a passion, and always was proud of her. Crimsonheart was just another she-cat that happened to be a relation, and she was often trodden over and forgotten. When Gingerstar became leader, she was still a normal warrior. She loved her father and mother dearly, and her mother paid her a large amount of affection, mostly to make up for the fact that her father didn't really pay attention to her. She hated the fact that she could never make him happy...
Coming back to the present, she started. "Sorry, just thinking," she murmured. "Yes, I suppose you're right. I want the kits to be home, safe and sound as well... I can't imagine the horrors that LostClan might be doing..." she shuddered, and turned sincerely to Firetail. "When Gingerstar asks for a patrol to find the kits, because I know she will, I'll be one of the first to volunteer."

[Magicheart]

Firetail looked curious. "What were you thinking about? You were gone for a couple minutes there." he mrrrowed. He nodded at Crimsonheart's offer. "thanks." he said simply his face grim as he thought about Honeysquirrel's kits in Lostclan. "Everyday that they are gone they are receiving more and more poison from those cursed cats!" he growled.