warrior cats 1x1 rp With Hallow Howls

Reluctantly, a golden tom slinked out from underneath the old remains of half a paddle boat, sea worn fishing nets stroking his fur as he left. Another day, another patrol. His green eyes settled on the feline who sat neatly next to a dock post, tail curled around her form and hiding her tiny paws as she waited eagerly before she spotted the male. "Good morning, Sandripple. Did you sleep well?" The warrior offered as she sprung to her toes, offering up a polite purr to her clanmate. Sandripple didn't respond verbally, instead tucking his head and giving a short jerk of his head to be interpreted however she pleased as he continued to pad away from camp. Oblivious to her small cringe, the she-cat started after him to begin their patrol of the docks before too many two-legs would begin to show up and harass the cats.

The two padded along the board walk in relative silence for a while, salty spray occasionally crashing hard enough to decorate their soft pelts with droplets of water. A small frown seemed to plague the she-cat, displeased with her failure to connect with the standi-in of a deputy once again as she tried her odds for a second time. "So, I didn't see you after sun high yesterday.. Did Troutstar send you off to the water dens again?" Sandripple seemed to slump closer to the ground as he walked, clearly not enjoying the attention offered and muttering out an incoherent reply. There was silence once more as she attempted to decode what had left his mouth. "Far side?" She offered. "You went off to the far side by yourself?" The tom shook his lowered head as he offered a single word of reply, "Today.." His voice whispered out, tone soft enough to be easily missed. "Oh! We have to patrol the far side today! That's what you mean right?" The warrior continued to pry, bounding forward out of excitement.

They seemed almost oblivious, that is, until Sandripple opened his maw and breathed deeply. He went ridged; tail raised high as his eyes roamed over the surrounding area. "Rustspot.." He hissed lowly, effectively silencing his clanmate for once. She paused at the sound of her name, head cocking to the side as she tried following his gaze. "Is someone there?" Rustspot prompted as she mimicked his action, trying to catch scent of whatever had snagged Sandripple's attention.