Edgefrost
&
Desertriver
The golden and black Maine Coon molly was watching her younger brother pacing around, his expression unreadable. It had been difficult to console her brother, because Edge always wanted to appear that everything was okay even if the whole world was falling apart. Truth be told, everyone was worried since the moment Galepaw had disappeared. While some had assumed that he left to join his mother, a majority of the clan knew that the eldest son of Edgefrost wouldn’t stray far away from home. Desertriver had seeked out Copperstar in the morning, and requested for herself to lead a patrol. Although she’s Galepaw’s aunt, her nephews had become more like sons after Snowstar’s depature and loved those boys as if they were her own.
Blackthorn had agreed to look after Edge’s kits who were in the nursery, as the curious kits had been wanting to leave camp to search for their eldest brother. Sleekfeather had taken Sleetpaw and Jaypaw out of camp to have a moment away from everyone questioning if they had been okay. Looking around, Desertriver had seen Blankstone and a feeling of awkwardness had overcome her. Snowbound and herself had grown to become best friends, and she knew that the white tom didn’t have the best relationship with her mother. However, she needed Blankstone in this case as the older molly was realistic with situations. The petite molly had padded towards Blankstone, her amber-green eyes watching the older molly for a moment before dipping her head “I’m leading a patrol to search for Galepaw, I need your help.” She said, before watching the molly agree.
Looking towards Honeywisp, Desertriver had liked the other molly. Despite the self doubt that Honeywisp had in herself, she carried herself well. Looking towards the smaller molly, Desertriver mouthed ‘Patrol.’ towards her. The golden and black molly was attempting to form a patrol without Edge’s knowledge. Seeing Stormgrowl at the entrance, she had told him earlier to meet her there so they could leave without Edge. The black and gray tom was on edge these days, no one could escape his short temper at the moment but his kits. Stars, even Desertriver had gotten chewed out by him at some point. It wasn’t until his back was turned that Desertriver and the others had quickly made their way out of the camp, however she cursed quietly upon hearing pawsteps approaching them and the familiar scent of Edge was close by.
The large black and gray tom’s face remained neutral as he padded towards the she-cats and Stormhowl, his dark green gaze remained forward. Edge’s eyes narrowed when looking at his sister, and had cut her off when she opened her mouth “I’m joining.” Edge simply said, ignoring Honeywisp, Stormgrowl and Blankstone’s words. Stars, he practically ignored their entire existence as he passed by them. At the moment, they were irreverent to him. Galepaw was his priority. “Ed-“ Desertriver said but the tom let out a low growl before turning to look back at his sister and the others with a darkened look.
“I am looking for my son, you can follow me or you can go home. Unless you have a lead on him, I don’t give a shit to hear about anyone’s opinions.”
With that, Edge kept padding forward and left the others behind while Desertriver let out a sigh and flicked her tail to signal the patrol to start moving.
Edgefrost
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Desertriver.
Desertriver’s ears were pinned to her skull as she heard the growling grow more near, her heart beating fast as the small Maine Coon was backing slowly away from the bush. It wasn’t until suddenly an object came out of the bushes that caused Desertriver to gasp loudly as she froze in place with the ears in front of her now. Different color and size ears were laid in front of her, some were freshly ripped from the head of felines while others were rotting. Keeping herself in front of Honeywisp in order for the molly to not look at the body parts, the golden and black molly felt her breathing was quick, her chest rising and falling heavily. Never seeing such a sight like this, it left Desertriver almost terrified. Flicking her feathery tail from side to side. Within that, she felt the figure of the shadows had disappeared and it was only her and Honeywisp at the moment.
Feeling her ears ringing, suddenly feeling a figure pressing up against her. Looking towards Edgefrost, the massive tom was looking at the ears with a frown on his face. Even Edge was surprised, and he wasn’t phased much by anything. “Blankstone, return to camp and tell Copperstar about the bodies.. Stormgrowl, go with her “ Edge ordered, not caring if the senior warrior disobeyed him. His dark green gaze looked over at the small form of Honeywisp and went towards her, his expression was unreadable at first before nodding his head. “You need to go back to camp, get yourself checked by Rainysky.” The black and gray Maine Coon’s voice was unusually soft, his rough voice was gentle towards the small molly. Looking at Honeywisp for a moment, he turned towards his sister who looked panicked. Moving towards the ears, he blocked the view from his oldest sister.
“Go with Honeywisp, I’ll be back in a bit.” Edge said, his sister turning back to look at him. Ignoring her glance, the tom turned to look towards the ears. He needed answers, where did the ears come and why did the killer so recklessly almost reveal himself? Most importantly, Edge needed to see if there was any trace of Galepaw. An image of a familiar face entered his mind, wondering if a certain beautiful blue Maine Coon molly was avoiding the area and staying in the cave with her friend. Letting out a soft sigh through his nostrils, the massive tom began moving more into the Riverclan territory and into the direction of where the killer was at. Blackthorn and Sleekfeather could lecture him later, he couldn’t care less if his actions were reckless.
However, returning to camp that night… There were no answers to his questions. Galepaw was still missing and the killer had gotten away from Riverclan territory.