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Re: ShadowClan Evacuation

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Originally Posted by Royal (Post 336446)

[ I never know what I'm doing ]

Tempest was panting heavily. The rain pelting his side liek tiny Ickes falling down from starclan. It almost hurt how powerful the rain was pelting agasint his side. He had left echoskip in the safe care of her true mate while he went to discover where golden had got himself stuck. Just than the brown tabby appeared across the ditch. A river of panicked felines in between them. Regardless of how he felt about him, tempest still slighty cared wether or not he was trampled to death or drowning. So he slipped down the side of the ditch using his long legs as a an advantage. Than taking a breath he leapt into the stampede of cats. Slipping in between them likes a snake through Reed's. Mud splattered up into his face and eyes. And he sneezed. Stopping to do so he felt a crushing weight in his hip and suddenly he cried out. Rolling over onto the ground, a sinking into the mud as cats leapt over his body. Than slowly he pulled himself onto her paws and ducked under the mass of cats running. The pain in his hip was growing worse but he sinew if he stayed here he would be left behind and everyone would leave him to die. So he suddnely shot up, bunching his muscles and allowing himself to build the strength. Than once he was up he studied the situation. Feeling cats shoulder into him and butt into all parts of his body. Than he forced himself across the river of felines until he was on the other end of the ditch. Once he hreached the other side he plopped himself onto the mud panting heavily. A trickle of blood down from above his eye, "Goldeneye!" he cried out, "Goldeneye!"

(( That's wonderful))

Goldeneye had been trying to lead cats towards Riverclan, and once he had succeeded with that, he had fallen back in the crowd again, looking for any injured cats that may have fallen behind. The rain did not keep him comfortable, and he knew that was kind of a sacrifice. He didn't like rain, that was clear enough, and more and more reasons came along that helped his argument that rain was horrible. One, it matted and clumped fur, and that meant that he had to clean it, which he really despised doing. Two, it washed away camps and made entire clans evacuate to an enemy clan. That was wonderful, absolutely wonder. Even if the flood wouldn't stop, could the rain at least do so? This felt like cold rain to him, the kind there was in storms, the kind that make you feel like you were getting cut by thorns. He maybe shouldn't be complaining about it aloud, and he wasn't, but he was going to complain in his mind, because who could hear his thoughts then? Sure, he had heard stories of cats that could read minds, but he didn't believe that they were in Shadowclan at the least. He jolted himself out of his thoughts, he needed to focus, not complain like a kit. And as he did exactly that, he heard a familiar voice calling out his name. "Tempest?" The deputy called out in response, starting to quickly move towards the other Tom. He couldn't shake the fear that several cats he was close to might not be safe. There was Bella, and then there was Tempest. Neither one of these cats really took as much priority for the clan as a whole, but they were still important. Even with Tempest as his enemy, Golden didn't know how he would live with that Tom being gone, and Bella, well, she was his mate, that was enough to say already. Golden's golden and green eyes were now looking for the tom who had saved his life, hoping he wasn't injured too horribly.

Re: ShadowClan Evacuation

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Originally Posted by Little Bird (Post 336258)

Gingerpaw rolled her eyes. "Elmpaw.." she said, a teasing tint in her voice. She knew very well that it was Dungpaw who had done it, but did that stop her from wanting to be teasing? Of course not! It made her eager to be more teasing. Gingerpaw didn't want to be rude, but she was in a very happy and teasing streak. She didn't want to end it soon. A smirk was planted on her face. A fake glare in her gaze. Her face turned at Elmpaw. Her ears twitching in fake irritation. Gingerpaw did seem annoyed with him. Well, if you were far away she did. If you were closer, you could see she was teasing. The smirk was a happy one. The glare sparkled with the urgent feeling of play. Her ears twitched, but in a pleasurable way.

Creampaw's gaze fell upon his father approaching him. The toms eyes brightened. He bounded forward. Soon he saw his mother beside Quietdance. His heart was filled with relief. Well, almost... His gaze raked the land around him for his older sister. Where was Ambercrackle? Where was his older sister? Creampaw's once relived gaze filled with panic. He bounded up to his parents. "Where's Ambercrackle?" he asked, his voice filled with panic.

"No Fair!" Elmpaw laughed.
Dungpaw poked her again and snorted," Elmpaw don't be so obvious."

Re: ShadowClan Evacuation

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Originally Posted by Chameleon (Post 336602)

"No Fair!" Elmpaw laughed.
Dungpaw poked her again and snorted," Elmpaw don't be so obvious."

Gingerpaw snorted and rolled her eyes. She stood up. Then, casually placed one paw over the border. Then another. Then another. Finally her last paw was over. Gingerpaw glanced over her shoulder at the two toms. "You coming?" she asked. The molly took a few steps forward. Then, looked back over her shoulder again. "You coming?" she called again.
(Continue in RiverClan Territory)

Re: ShadowClan Evacuation

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Originally Posted by NightWarrior4Life (Post 336588)

"Yeah. Let's go help." They agreed so, they went back up to the top of the hill. Many cats were still travelling but most of them were older cats and seemed to be healthy. They offered to help many cats but none of them accepted. Wolfpaw was determined to find a cat to look after Nightkit, though, and continued searching.

OPEN TO QUEENS, WARRIORS AND ELDERS.

"Okay I'm going to riverclan, I think that's were everyone is heading" Nightkit said to Wolfpaw as she grabbed the mouse she had killed so she could give it to someone less that was heading to riverclan as well. She waited for Wolfpaw as she didn't really want to leave wolfpaw behind.

Re: ShadowClan Evacuation

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Originally Posted by NightWarrior4Life (Post 336591)

(TRIGGER WARNING: These are not my ideas/thoughts/opinions it is all part of the Character. Read at your own risk)
"Now what? I think we should either make our own den or find another that we can share with other cats." Except for the unnatural cats...they all deserve to die here...they can burn...I don't care how they die as long as they go straight to the dark forest. Homosexuality is a sin...and it thrives among us...from now they shall thrive no more... CloverCarnation was grumpy at how confident ZenithWhisker was. Things should not be this way...no...toms have always been strong and will always rule...

(Wow... Okay... Thanks for giving me the trigger warning.)
Zenithwhisker looked at Clovercarnation. "Maybe you should ask Goldeneye what we're doing or where we're going.", she responded.

Re: ShadowClan Evacuation

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Originally Posted by Doodle (Post 336032)

Palekit recognized her name being called, one of the few things she had learned in the short time she had been in this world. Everything else was a confusion to her: the loud rush of the flood, the howling of the storm, the shouts of nearly every other cat around her. Her bleary eyes tried to search for the shape she had learned to recognize as her mother, though she was still young and her eyesight hadn't yet fully developed. The young she-kit cried out, wishing for help, as she felt more water rushing around her. She wasn't sure where she had wound up, but this was definitely a different place than the nursery. In the panic of the flood, someone had probably tried to move the young cat to a safer place and then left to help others. But the water had risen since then, and this spot was safe no more. There was nothing she could do now but wait for a rescue and pray that it would come.

@blue jellie
Strawberrythorn pricked her ears, and a faint mewl reached them. She immediately knew that it was Palekit. Her mother's instincts were kicking in tremendously, and she bounded towards the sound, Crimsonblaze on her heels. The ginger feline spotted her kit wailing, the water getting close to drowning her. Strawberrythorn leaped, slipping in the water, but she managed to keep her balance and grab onto Palekit's scruff. "Momma's got you, don't worry." She mumbled around the she-kits wet and matted fur. Strawberrythorn knew she had to get to Riverclan as fast as she could. Her kit needed to survive. But she hadn't seen Flykit. Something in her gut told her though that her other kit was safe, probably with Honeythistle. Now she just needed to find her eldest daughter. "Crimsonblaze, keep a lookout for Ferretfrost as we head towards Riverclan!" She turned to her son, mumbling around Palekit's scruff. Then she started to bound as fast as she could through the water, straining her neck high to keep Palekit from getting even more wet.

Crimsonblaze nodded, relief flooding through him when his mother had found Palekit. He was worried about Flykit, but Strawberrythorn didn't seem worried, so he supposed that she was probably safe. The two cats started to climb the rise, getting closer and closer to Riverclan's territory. All the while, Crimsonblaze kept his eyes peeled for his sister.

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Originally Posted by Constellation (Post 336208)

Nightvenom floated towards a branch, which laid heavily in the middle of all this chaos. His pelt was extremely drenched. Extremely long, and Extremely--no doubt, would be knotted. He cursed his mother for giving him such a long pelt...long, but charming...long, charming, amazing...long, charming, amazing, delicate--handsome. Oh, how could he forget handsome? Perhaps it was a bad time to be thinking of how incredible his pelt was. Especially now that it was ruined by all the mud and water. And, his scent was made worse. Who wanted to smell like rain water? Nightvenom paddled forward, latching his paws around the large branch. He let out a couple staggered breaths, and heaved his heavy form onto the branch. He had hoped it would keep him dry for a moment while he looked below at the yowling cats. Everyone was going practically insane. He seen mothers tossing their kits to safety...other cats looking for their own loved ones. It made him think about his favorite cousin. What if Wolfglare was in trouble? And, his other cousins? Nightvenom could feel himself heaving. ''Maybe I should go after him!'' He lit up, thinking for a moment. It was a good idea. Nightvenom liked playing hero...then he saw cats drown. And, this tom wasn't the best swimmer. Watching the other cats be washed away.... ''Or, maybe I'll just wait until he passes me by or something. Wolfy can handle himself. I can't save his life all the time. I mean, I'm amazing and all, but I just gotta-'' His voice trailed off. Whoa! He spotted her. The favorite part of his day, and he slightly leaned forward, watching her trying to get through this harsh obstacle. She was on a log...his ears twitched. Did she call his name? He felt Starclan open the skies and was shining down on them with a marvelous light! Morningfrost was normally mean to him! But...she sounded worried. ''I'm here, Morningfrost!'' He shouted, and as the log got closer to him, he decided to leap on top of it. His large form taking a toll on the sturdy thing, but it was better than being on a branch that was about to collapse under his weight. Besides that, he liked being close to the she cat. This would had been the perfect moment to whisper his sweet lovings to her...but, they were in the middle of a crisis. Yet, that never changed the annoying tom's intentions. ''Missed me?'' He purred through heavy rain.

Morningfrost dug her claws into the branch as Nightvenom leaped into it next to her, making the branch sway in the water. "You're going to make this branch break you big lug." She growled, glaring at the tom. But relief flooded through her at the sight of him, and she was glad he was okay. He annoyed her to death, yes, but Morningfrost knew she couldn't live without him. And she also knew that needed to get out of there. The water was getting worse, and she had seen all the cats head towards Riverclan territory, up the rise, and to higher ground. There weren't many still in the water, only a few stragglers that looked like they were handling themselves. Morningfrost started searching for the best way to get to the rise, her sharp blue eyes scanning every inch of the surrounding area. "Well, if we go that way, there could be a dip there. But that way.... Yeah it looks the safest." Shd mumbled to herself as she figured out the best way for them to get out. She flicked her tail to Nightvenom, narrowing her eyes through the pelting rain. "Follow me. And at least try to be a little serious?" Morningfrost knew asking wouldn't really help, even if his life was in danger the poofball would find someway to make it a joke. That's what annoyed Morningfrost to the core. The golden-furred feline leaped down from the branch, landing in the water, the splash from her landing showering her surroundings. Then Morningfrost started to walk, and occasionally swim, towards the Riverclan border. Her thick pelt was marred and weighing her down, but the she-cat continued on, not caring one bit.

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Originally Posted by Constellation (Post 336208)

@Teza

Quietdance simply nodded, and he kept pace with her. He didn't want to go too fast based under her conditions. But up ahead was where their sons were waiting for them. The tom was happy that not much water was around this area, and he could almost make out the forms of his sons. And, their scents. Only water was still pretty much muffled within his own. ''I'll get you to Ashpaw and Creampaw...then I'll go back and look for Ambercrackle.'' He promised he would find her. And, promises was what he didn't take lightly. Once she was settled with their sons, he was ready to turn back around and go back for his daughter.

@Little Bird
@Fern
@RedHead

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After continuing on for some time, her legs sore from swimming and holding onto things in the water, Ambercrackle finally spotted her family. Relief flooded through her body as she saw that they were all there. Her father, mother, and get two younger brothers. The queen let go of the branch she was holding onto, starting to swim once again. Seeing he family gave her new energy, an adrenaline rush through her system. She also knew she had to live. She couldn't let the innocent lives inside of her die. "Mother! Father!" She called out, getting closer to them. She felt the land beneath her paws, and started to crawl up towards them, her pelt soaked, and exhausted, both her belly and fur weighing her down. Ambercrackle continued to limb up to them, but her going was slow, and you could tell she was exhausted from fighting the water on her own.

Re: ShadowClan Evacuation

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Originally Posted by RedHead (Post 336618)

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Ferretfrost bounded out of the nursery, her eyes wide. No cats remained inside, which was the good thing. The bad thing was that it was completely destroyed. She looked around and saw no other cats- not her mother, father, brothers.. no one. I guess I'm on my own.
Ferret trotted out of camp swiftly, her shorter fur not slowing her down as much as it would have if she'd had her mother's fur. Maybe the molly would catch up to them. Most likely not. The she-cat tripped over unseen branches and saplings that stood in her path, but recovered quickly. I'll die out here if I break stride! She trudged through the shoulder-high, freezing water, gasping every time that she reached a spot that was even colder. The wind wasn't helping. The parts of her fur that were wet but not covered with water for the time being seemed like icicles. She shook out her medium-length fur; this wasn't the greenleaf weather she'd been hoping for.
In a matter of time she neared the border of RiverClan and ShadowClan. It was even windier here, with only reeds to block the sharp wind gusts, but boy, was it shallower.

Re: ShadowClan Evacuation

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Originally Posted by Phoenix Flames (Post 336614)

(Wow... Okay... Thanks for giving me the trigger warning.)
Zenithwhisker looked at Clovercarnation. "Maybe you should ask Goldeneye what we're doing or where we're going.", she responded.

(It wasn't necassarily for you but most people with Fuzz characters do it...)
"I guess we part ways here then?" CloverCarnation said. "Wait!" CottonFlower interrupted "I heard a rumour that we're going to Riverclan...I think we should go there..." she explained.

Re: ShadowClan Evacuation

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Originally Posted by Darky (Post 336612)

"Okay I'm coming." He picked up his mouse, too and the headed back down the hill and straight ahead to Riverclan. The scent of fish and reeds was stronger out here near the border. After a long time travelling, they had finally reached the edge of the border.
(I'll mention you on RiverClan territory)

Re: ShadowClan Evacuation

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Originally Posted by Constellation (Post 336507)

{Honey is ANYTHING but INNOCENT xD Yeah, he's quite annoyed xD }

Honeythistle continued to walk, feeling the water below his paws. He tried his best to ignore the she cat behind him, hearing her talk of delusions. A thorn? Honeythistle shook his head. Obviously, he didn't know what she was talking about. ''Perhaps you're insane.'' Which wouldn't had been a surprised. Though Honeythistle tried his best to stay away from cats that were considered a...risk to him. More so, borderline insanity. But, even the tom himself had mood swings. Easy mood swings. Like at the moment, he tried to remain calm, but this she cat was making him go bonkers! She was obviously talking too much.

Too too much. Was that even possible? Honeythistle slightly started to pad faster. ''Why didn't I leave you behind?'' He muttered, more so to himself than anyone around him. He looked around, hoping to spot any familiar faces that he knew as the she cat kept talking. Here and there he caught on to what she was saying, but brushed it off. She has no business talking to him in the first place. But at her words, the tom gave her a slight look. ''A natural grump? Do I really look the part?'' He threw his head back...maybe at the moment he did, but he knew for certain once he got his pelt cleaned up, all groomed and such...and now looking like a...spiked play toy, then she would had been graveling at his paws. ''I suppose it's a gift.'' He flicked his ears, walking along. But as she continued talking, Honeythistle nodded every now and again--even if he weren't listening. And, he thought Strawberrythorn was the most annoying when she was complaining, but oh no! This she cat was beyond annoying. The definition of annoyance. Some things that she said, made him look at her as if she grown two heads for a second. Pink...cats...singing frogs...? He opened his mouth, ready to respond, but then thought best not to, so he kept his maw shut. That had to be for the best reason. Right? But then she insulted him. Honeythistle narrowed his eyes. Sure, his fur was extremely fluffed out. ''Good that you noticed.'' At least it stopped you from telling that exaggerated fib of yours. ''It's not funny!'' He threw back at her. ''Especially coming from a dirty...nevermind.'' Scatterbrained fool! He wanted to insult her, call her something that would make her cry, but he held it in. Because he heard his name being called. It was faint. But it was there. His eyes widened, and he picked up his pace. As she had her laughing fit, and finally caught up to him, much to his displeasure.

Honeythistle wanted to pound his head on something. Better yet, pound her head against a tree or something. She started talking again, and it was messing up his thoughts. He ignored her questions, he ignored her voice. She was becoming overbearing. But, he continued on because he knew he heard his name being called. ''Maybe he wasn't nice...because you wouldn't shut up.'' He mumbled, very aggravated with her words. The tom looked up for a quick second, analyzing the skies. How long were they going to be out here...he hoped not for long. He needed to get back to the family that he knew were safe, and to check up on the ones he hoped would make it. As she said something about his family, even Honeythistle couldn't think about how they were. They were all...different, unique in their own way. Some rowdier than others, but Honeythistle loved his family--even if they got on his nerves constantly. He wouldn't trade them in for anything in the world. In fact, thinking about his mates and kits were the only thing that reminded him of happiness. But, right now, it made him worry. He was scared, but he was confident that they all would make it. ''Do not assume things about my family.'' The tom growled at her, his eyes narrowing into angry slits. ''You don't know my family, therefore don't talk about my family.'' The tom dodged her tail for a moment, feeling a slight bit flustered. ''Hey! Keep your tail to yourself! Are you trying to get my face dirty?'' He grumbled. Then, he slightly relaxed, padding briskly around. ''We're looking for my daughter. Hopefully, We'll find my mates and kits. Although two of my mates are safe and out of this crisis. I need to make sure my other two loves are alright. And, my kits. My precious kits!'' He boomed, yelling out his voice. He swore he heard the daughter of his. ''Stormrose!'' He yelled more fiercely, almost forgetting about the company he had.

And, if by miracle, he saw the diluted calico. Honeythistle turned back towards the company--more like the burden he that was with him. ''Come on! That's my daughter!'' He howled at her before running full speed towards the voice that he knew called him. Though he was unaware of her feelings towards him. Yet, she was still his kit. A kit that he used to play with all the time in the nursery. But, her and Sunrisedapple had grown up. He half-swam through the current to get to the feline, and once he reached her, he began to sniff her all over. His heart was pounding fast, but he swiftly rubbed a cheek against hers. ''You alright? No harm done? Come on I have to take you to your mother and siblings. They're all waiting for you.'' He told his daughter, then he turned his head to stare at the other she cat, giving her a quick glance. ''Have you seen the others? I know Pearlstream and Mothflower are alright. Did you see Rosenose or Strawberrythorn?'' Rosenose was heavily pregnant. Strawberrythorn was nursing newborn kits. Of course, he was worried. He hoped that his daughter had seen the rest of his mates...hopefully. He was already losing hope. He was scared. He didn't want to lose anyone, but he was stronger than that, so while on the inside he appeared much more panicking...on the outside, he maintained a cool natural tough balance.

@Slash-GNR

(I just lost all of my reply after I finished it and had to start all overDX)

Cloudstrike was calming down steadily, the talking helping to soothe he nerves. She acknowledged some of the tom's words, nodding as he asked if he looked like a natural grump. She couldn't see him very well, but his voice sure sounded grumpy. The rain had washed the mud away from her eyes and she could see clearly, but the tom was spiky and covered in mud, making him pretty hard to recognize. His angry words about how his spiky fur was not funny only made her laugh harder and even the half insult didn't faze her. Mainly because she didn't realize he was trying to insult her.

The she-cat was finally calmed down by the time she finished wondering aloud for his family, and returned to her usual quiet self. Still, her gentle voice rang out, "You're right. I shouldn't assume things about your family, but I wasn't trying to be mean. I'm sorry." Cloudstrike apologized not because she feared the tom, or suddenly realized who he was. No, she apologized because she was a kind cat who didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings. A smile graced her muzzle at his comment about her tail and she stopped as he turned, following so she could listen about his family. Mates? She wondered internally for a moment before the thought was whisked away again. Cloudstrike didn't say anything aloud, for she didn't really care. Cloudstrike was possibly one of the least judgemental cats in all of the forest. If a cat had enough love to share four ways, then good for them. The tom yelled a name, surprising Cloudstike, who was lost in thought. Stormrose, I wonder who that is. The molly thought, beginning to form an image of this grumpy tom's relations.

Suddenly, he ran off and she bounded after him, keeping pace rather well despite the difference in leg length and her dripping coat, as his coat was long as well and must've been as heavy as hers. The stopped in front of a she-cat whom the tom had said was his daughter and he began talking to her. Cloudstrike remained quiet until he asked about two other cats whose names sounded familiar and Cloudstrike naively assumed he was talking to her. A memory shone briefly in the back of her mind about the only polygamous cat in Shadowclan, but then it was snatched up by the whirlwind of her other thoughts and lost to her. She'd never met Rosenose or Strawberrythorn and had no idea what they looked like. "I haven't seen any cat," she meowed over the storm, leaving out the fact that she didn't know what they looked like, "but if you're so worried about them, why escort your daughter to safety? She looks like a sturdy warrior and I'm sure she could get herself to safety once shown the way." With these words Cloudstrike once again showed how oblivious she was to the tom's identity and beliefs.