Open to Join RC Deputy Assignments - Moon of Tiger's Wrath '20.1

Coldgaze:

So the ice was here. Coldgaze's hunched form on the roots of Twinwillows was one of frustration and contained, yet seething rage. Not at any of his clanmates - but at the leadership that had ignored his concerns long past the point of what was (in his mind) acceptable. He was going to have to deal with the issues of less prey, apprentices going hungry, and loners out on their territory himself it would seem.

So be it.

"Riverclan! To me." His voice rang out clearly as he attempted to get his fur to lay flat despite the cold. "Our top priority is prey, as you all already know. So, understandably I expect you all to supplement your regular duties with hunting out in the field and regular patrols down by the river. If I pull out off a patrol or other task for a hunting patrol, I expect your cooperation." His odd eyes turned to the apprentices that he could pick out in the crowd. "If I catch a single cat out on the ice, apprentice or warrior, they will be on moss collection duty for the rest of the moon." His foul mood extended to kit-like behaviour at the moment. If he had to tell Nettleplume or Boldstar that their apprentices had fallen through the ice there would be fur to pay.

"Now. Briarfang. You will take Bloomfire, Mintwhisker and Hailpaw down to the frozen banks, and look for any prey that may be found there. I want no trouble - if you catch wind of another cat or anything out of the ordinary, report back. This isn't the season for trouble." The time for action had come to pass. Now they just needed to focus on surviving until the next opportunity.

"Cottonbright. Organize patrols to escort Nettleplume out to collect herbs. More paws make light work and in this season we need as many herbs as we can get before everything is ruined by the temperature." He didn't much care who was sent on that patrol - it could be all apprentices or all warriors for all he cared. But herbs had to be gathered.

"Goosesong. I would like you to take the apprentices out on your own time, and give them a proper talk about the dangers of the ice." He held the large toms gaze for a moment, not elaborating too much. If there was any cat in the clan that respected the power of the water, and the dangers it presented, it was Goosesong.

"Thornstrike. I am putting you in charge of gathering warriors to search the borders to our west. As you know, loners have begun appearing around there and I want to be sure no one is taking what little resources we have. Use your best judgment for patrol composition." He had underestimated that Kosmo, and he wasn't about to do it again.