Originally Posted by NightWarrior4Life (Post 335110) "I'll let you have a go at doing it yourself but if you start slipping, I'll help you up. Let's go!" he purred, taking her by the scruff of the neck. He took NightKit a quarter of the way up then placed her down. "We're simply just going straight up and going towards any dens you see. If not, we can build one." Wolfpaw explained.

Originally Posted by Rubinaito (Post 333512) Forgot to add these- @Wyldfire @CandyFlossCat

[ Ok, so Rubinaito tempestjay and echoskip are friends but in order for echoskip to fit in with her family she asked tempest to be her 'Mate' which he kinda is. But neither of them are in love. Temlestjay likes Goldeneye. Who I will be roleplaying with during this whole escapade. But he tells echoskip everything cause they are still friends, tempest doesn't do anything with golden due to his 'loyalty as a fake mate' that's ok right? It's kinda funny because Tempest is going for a guy and echo is goign for a girl but neither show it. And during this time he also has a thing with zenithwhisker. ]

Tempestjay lurched towards echoskip, seeing her pelt disappear between the masses of cats swarming like a bunch of angry bees. His long legs helped him stumble through the river of muddy queens and Warriors bustling to escape the surging waves nipping at their heels. Seeing her pelt shine out against everyone else's, He dove forward and nabbed echoskips scruff and raised her up out of the mud so he could pull her out of the crowd. Than panting heavily dropped her in front of him a fox length away from the Crowd. He was panting quite heavily and his whole lower half was soaked right to the bone. The mud and rain was freezing. chilly to the touch. He looked at echoskip and leaned forward. Pressing noses with her. "You ok?" he wheezed. Examining his 'mate' closely. This whole ordeal was terrifying enough, and having to care for someone else made everything ten times more hard. The rain surged fourth from starclan and blasted the pair hard from the north. Tempestjay drove his paws into the mud to secure himself, biting his tongue as hail bombarded his side. Like small hornets stinging every time they made contact. His golden eyes than squeezed shut. though my name implies a storm, I would seriously prefer a sunny day as opposed to this. Especially with hailstar gone. Goldeneye has no idea where he's going. I had to save his life earlier because he was attacked by a tree. How embarassing. the Tom thought smugly. Though with his smugness clouding his better judgment he still did care about the Tom. More than he thought he knew. He leaned over echoskip to shield her from the rain. Using his body as a shield. "We need to move! The flood waters are coming and I'm not risking it!" he yowled. "Where's moon? Did you see her before the flood?" he yelled, competing to be heard against the rain and turmoil all around. Just as he finished lighting flicked across the sky in thin jagged lines. Forked out like an enemy Warriors claws, Striking a tree not too far away. He ducked just as a chip of wood struck him in the temple. He shrieked and reeled his head. Stumbling backwards and away from echoskip. His vision reduced to blurr and suddnely he felt like he was swimming. Is this how it feels to go blind? he asked himself. Stumbling forward a few tail lengths before face planting in the mud. Giving it a moment to seep into his nostrils, ears, fur and mouth. Than slowly raising his head he looked at her, embarrassed. "L- lets go" he slurred. Pulling himself up and using his abnormally long tail to guide her through the dark. If he could find moon, he could go off to find goldeneye. Maybe help him out.



@Myik
Onionpaw did as instructed and unsheathed his claws, feeling his pads become water logged quite quickly. His claws slipping in the mud and hence fourth becoming utterly useless. The fight had ended well, considering peachfuzz darted off leaving him and mistytuft time to escape. And honestly, he didn't mind if peachfuzz drown. No. He's a clanmate. Respect all clanmates equally. He is valued and useful. Right? onionpaw shook his head, sending droplets of water spraying out in all directions. No time to dwell on things like that. All I need to do is protect mistytuft and get out of here before we all die. Onionpaw forced himself ahead. Feeling his limbs grow numb from the cold. He looked more brown than the casual Siamese tan, mainly because he had slipped and fallen about three times since departure from the training grounds. Just than as his mind tended to wander his hind leg snagged on a root and he fell forwards into the mud. Feeling it suck his body down into the brown mass. He shrieked In horror as he seemingly sank deeper every second. I'm going to die! I'm going to die! I'm going to drown in this mud and I'll never be a warrior! he thought in panic. Thrashing his paws wildly in attempt to resurface in the mud. It clogged his ears and everything sounded like he was underwater, it filed his mouth and nostrils causing him to choke and filled his eyes. Preventing any sort of sight.