Quietdance trudged through the water, and was heading back towards the camp, but he could hear the voices. The voices of his sons.
''Ashpaw! Creampaw!'' He yelled once more, perking his ears in alarm. But, he wasted no time as he heard them again. He followed their voice through the thunderous rain. When his eyes landed down on his son, Ashpaw, he padded towards the apprentice, giving him a few sniffs. Their fur was drenched, but they had a heavier pelt than he did.
''You alright?'' His voice was gruff as it always had been, but he was worried about Ashpaw. As he was for Creampaw, at hearing his voice again, the tom paddled forward, breathing heavily until he saw Creampaw as well. He raised his tail high from the water, but it sunk once again at the heavy rain.
''Thank starclan, you toms are safe.'' He huddled close to them, and gave them each a gentle lick atop their head. Normally, Quietdance was not an affectionate tom, but this was desperate measures. He was scared. Now, that he got his sons with him, he hoped Ambercrackle was alright. She was carrying kits! He feared that her pregnancy would slow her down...not to mention, Feathermist.
''I have to go find your mother. Get to higher ground, alright?'' He told them, sternly. He wouldn't leave the area until he found Feathermist, and made sure she was alright. Even if he had to die trying. He also had to keep his kits safe. He expected them to be obedient and do as he said. He didn't give them time to reply as he paddled forward, hoping to catch a glimpse of his queen.
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Teza