ShadowClan Evacuation

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Goldeneye was panting as he ran. This flooding was not expected! He was aching and covered with mud. He thought the clan would be safe! The deputy had clearly been wrong. He wanted to stop and breathe, as his lungs were screaming for him to stop, but he couldn't. They needed to get to high ground, and find shelter, as soon as possible. He didn't want to stay with Riverclan, but that may be the clan's only chance of survival.

How had this gone so wrong? Oh yeah...the storm. They should have waited for a calmer one, then Halestar could be here to help, and Golden wouldn't feel so alone. When it came to skirmishes like the ones you had at borders, he was fine, but commanding the whole clan during a flood? I guess that's what leaders have to deal with, he thought to himself, trying to shake some of the water out of his clumped fur, not succeeding at all, as more rain just turned it back into a mess.

"Shadowclan!" The deputy called out, trying to sound strong, but there was desperation oozing from the one word. As much as may have wanted to hide it, he was terrified. One kit had already died from the flood, and, as much as he didn't want to lose more, he knew it was going to happen. That didn't mean he wasn't going to try and prevent that. "Try to get to higher land!" he mewed, looking for anything that was not submerged in water. "Just as long as it isn't a tree!" he added quickly, his head darting back and forth for any acts that may need help

[graves]

[Open]
Daypaw peaked out of their den. They knew there was heavy storming lately but...not this. Nothing compared to this. Their first instint was Starclan, to blame them. But they pushed their pettiness aside and looked around camp. Mud, water, every where. Dens were going to be destroyed, and Shadowclan along with them if they didnt reach high ground. They were new to this whole medcat world, they had to put their clan first above all. They turned to their den. There were patients in there that couldnt move by themselves, to weak to get up and get help. Where was Halestar? All the enby saw was Goldeneye rushing to get them to higher ground. "I need help to get my pateints to higher ground!" Daypaw shouted to the air. Anybody. thats all they needed. Right now they didnt care that their life could be in danger, but wanted the cats inside their den out as soon as possible.

[rubinaito]

Echoskip was covered in mud and branches, her pelt soaked. The cat was looking around with worry, unable to locate the two most important cats in her life- Tempestjay and Moonsplash. Her chest was heaving, gulping in breaths of air as she tried to calm her racing heart. What if Moonsplash was trapped? The expecting molly felt helpless, standing at the highest point she could reach with her large belly. "Tempestjay? Moonsplash?" She called out, her paws slipping upon the rain-soaked rock she was perched on. Unsheathing her claws in hopes it would help her keep her balance, Echoskip flicked her ears back in worry. Where were her parents? Her brothers and sisters? Some of them were at the Gathering, hopefully safe from this terrible weather, but what about the others? The black and gray Maine Coon lifted a paw with shock as the water began to flow over the stone. Had she not reached high enough ground? Panic flashed through Echoskip's eyes, the molly trembling as she gripped onto the rock with the best of her ability. A huge burst of wind sent a wave of rain onto her, nearly knocking her off the rock.

[Darky]

Nightkit followed the deputy up the hill. She had lost her mother but she needed to be safe. She sighed at the thought of her mother but she had to stay focused on getting to high land. She focused on getting to safety as she looked back at the camp. I hope this flood will end soon. Nightkit thought as she continued to walk.
[open]

[rubinaito]

[Open]
Daypaw peaked out of their den. They knew there was heavy storming lately but...not this. Nothing compared to this. Their first instint was Starclan, to blame them. But they pushed their pettiness aside and looked around camp. Mud, water, every where. Dens were going to be destroyed, and Shadowclan along with them if they didnt reach high ground. They were new to this whole medcat world, they had to put their clan first above all. They turned to their den. There were patients in there that couldnt move by themselves, to weak to get up and get help. Where was Halestar? All the enby saw was Goldeneye rushing to get them to higher ground. "I need help to get my pateints to higher ground!" Daypaw shouted to the air. Anybody. thats all they needed. Right now they didnt care that their life could be in danger, but wanted the cats inside their den out as soon as possible.

Ebonymist rushed over. "Here, Daypaw!" She called out, making her way over to the medicine cat as carefully, but swiftly as she could. "Who's first on the list?" She asked, ducking into the den and looking around frantically. She didn't know which cats were too fragile to move, or which ones needed help the most.

[Leucos]

Redfeather ran fast as he could his fur was soaked by the water he did not look back ' I hope inkjoy and nightsky are alright! ' he thought as he jumped over rocks and branches as fast as he could go join the others.' Fox dung this is not my day! ' the tom thought and hissed

The tom jumped up a few rocks and then a few more and stood on top of a boulder . Redfeather shook his fur and licked his paw then looked down at the rising water . ' where are inkjoy and nightsky I know I'm not good at caring but at least let them be safe! ' he thought and sat down staying alert.

[Webpaw All The Way~]

Bumbledawn slowly emerged from his den. "What the!" He hissed at the deep flooding. He hated water, why did this have to happen! He dipped his paw in the water and let his body go in. He shivered, the water submerging him. His long, messy fur went everywhere. Great, just great! It tried his best to move towards higher land, but it was quite a challenge.
(Open!)

[Slash-GNR]

Spiderlegs perked her ears at the deputy and his command. She licked her lips as she took one last bite of her vole. The black colored female knew she would be slightly slower than the other cats due to her back right leg being lame. The warrior had been born with it, and she used to think it would slow her down in life, but not anymore. As she was thinking, the she cat peered around the camp to see if there were any other felines in need of help. Spiderlegs rose up and began to drag herself to the near by nursery in order to help take kits. She looked in with her greenish grey eyes and mewed a, "hello? Does anyone need help escaping?" Granted, it was a kinda strange question and a bit dark one at that, but that was what they were doing... escaping from the dangerous waters that were to soon engulf the camp. She took a deep breath and exhaled wondering if she would be the only one helping the kits and queens.
Constellation

[Zero]

[Open]
Daypaw peaked out of their den. They knew there was heavy storming lately but...not this. Nothing compared to this. Their first instint was Starclan, to blame them. But they pushed their pettiness aside and looked around camp. Mud, water, every where. Dens were going to be destroyed, and Shadowclan along with them if they didnt reach high ground. They were new to this whole medcat world, they had to put their clan first above all. They turned to their den. There were patients in there that couldnt move by themselves, to weak to get up and get help. Where was Halestar? All the enby saw was Goldeneye rushing to get them to higher ground. "I need help to get my pateints to higher ground!" Daypaw shouted to the air. Anybody. thats all they needed. Right now they didnt care that their life could be in danger, but wanted the cats inside their den out as soon as possible.

Slatestone came running out of the warrior's den, his tabby fur already soaked and coated with mud after only a few steps through the rising water. His heart beat frantically around his chest, and all of his instincts screamed at him to just run and save himself from drowning. I don't know how to swim! I'll drown if the water gets any higher! However, that was true to every other cat in ShadowClan. Quickly, Daypaw's shout caught his attention, and he forcedhimself to shake his selfishness away. I need to help my clanmates, that's the right thing to do! It took a few moments, but the young tom waded through the muddiness in order to make it over to the medicine cat den. "I'll help," He offered, stopping in front of the smaller cat. The tom pushed away the fact that this cat was non-binary, even though that was a thing his family was supposed to shun - in his eyes, that wasn't important right now.

[~Aesthetic~]

[Open]
Redfoot squeaked in terror as she was forcing her small body across camp before promptly stopping herself.
You idiot! You should be helping every cat to evacuate!
Following her thoughts, though her lungs burning, she quickly dragged herself back into the mess of cats that was the middle of camp, breath violently heaving. Her nervousness and extreme emotions was causing her legs to wobble with worry, but she forced herself to the best of her ability to stand up strongly. Blinking through the storm, she scanned the waves of pelts, looking for any cats in need of help, ready to spring forward at the call of her name.

[rubinaito]

Echoskip was covered in mud and branches, her pelt soaked. The cat was looking around with worry, unable to locate the two most important cats in her life- Tempestjay and Moonsplash. Her chest was heaving, gulping in breaths of air as she tried to calm her racing heart. What if Moonsplash was trapped? The expecting molly felt helpless, standing at the highest point she could reach with her large belly. "Tempestjay? Moonsplash?" She called out, her paws slipping upon the rain-soaked rock she was perched on. Unsheathing her claws in hopes it would help her keep her balance, Echoskip flicked her ears back in worry. Where were her parents? Her brothers and sisters? Some of them were at the Gathering, hopefully safe from this terrible weather, but what about the others? The black and gray Maine Coon lifted a paw with shock as the water began to flow over the stone. Had she not reached high enough ground? Panic flashed through Echoskip's eyes, the molly trembling as she gripped onto the rock with the best of her ability. A huge burst of wind sent a wave of rain onto her, nearly knocking her off the rock.
Forgot to add these- Wyldfire CandyFlossCat

[Webpaw All The Way~]

Bumbledawn slowly emerged from his den. "What the!" He hissed at the deep flooding. He hated water, why did this have to happen! He dipped his paw in the water and let his body go in. He shivered, the water submerging him. His long, messy fur went everywhere. Great, just great! It tried his best to move towards higher land, but it was quite a challenge.
(Open!)

While he tried lunging his way out towards higher ground in the deep watery mud he slipped and let himself get submerged with water. He panicked and started to waving all his limbs around, trying to get him up. Suddenly, he took a breath of air and let his mouth get filled with the disgusting muddy water, making him panic even more

(Any one wanna help this poor gay fella)

[Captain]

Fawn
“Oh, Starclan..” The started words slipped past the small apprentice’s parted jaws as she saw water, lots of it, flooding the camp that she knew and loved, the home that she knew since birth. The place were she had met her best friend and played around with him like they were kittens, this was the place where she had been named an apprentice and seen as Brightfluff’s student - this was a place of a joy, memories that shaped her life until now. But no, it was not that anymore. Cats rushed past her, fleeing in terror in fright to escape the water that surrounded the area and was slowly engulfing everything in sight. Her eyes were widened in horror, yet the small she-cat did not move - she was frozen in place, her small paws shaking underneath her. She hardly noticed water rush past her paws, soaking her shortened legs and coating them in grimy mud. Newtpaw soon broke from her frozen terror as another cat rushed past her, shoving the small apprentice aside and casting her into the deepened water. Her head broke through the surface and dirty water flooded into Newtpaw’s mouth, making her gag and flail her paws violently in attempts to get to air once again. The apprentice was very small compared to most and she knew nothing about survival, barely into training, having no family to call for. Though, one name rang in her mind and Newtpaw’s head broke through the raging flood waters.

“Lionpaw!” She yowled, her tone thick with fright and terror, her long fur dragging her back down into the depths, “Lionpaw, help me!” The apprentice knew not where her friend was nor would he even hear her, but this tom-cat was her only friend, her only hope of rescue. Sure, she only knew him a couple moons, but she trusted him. Newtpaw’s paw snagged a branch that was caught in the water and the she-cat clung to it, shaking as she gasped for breath now, a strangled whisper still ringing out as she coughed wildly, “Lionpaw..”


Shadomaru
The shrieking sounds of terrified cats made Blackfrost’s head shot up from her paws, her eyes widened with alertness. The first thing that the she-cat saw was water rushing into the den, surrounding the moss nest that she shared with her mate. “Crowhawk!” Blackfrost mewed to him, her tone intense and scared, “We need to go now!” She didn’t know what to think now nor what to do, earlier she had been resting with Crowhawk in the comforting warmth of the den in a peaceful silence, but now, now there were yowls and rushing of water stinging her ears. The warrior leapt to her paws, water surrounding them instantly as she watched as warriors rushed out of the den, urging to get themselves or their loved ones to higher ground. The urgent call of the Shadowclan deputy was clear, the order was heard by all - get to high ground and fast. “Come on, come on!” Blackfrost said, staying where she was and nudging the male, not leaving him alone and never going off on her own in this moment of chaos.


CandyFlossCat
Pinewhisker raced through the camp entrance, his paws sinking into deep mud and water as cats of all sizes and colors rushed past him as they fled into the hunting grounds, fright and terror on their faces as the male’s eyes widened at the sight before him - flooding. Water was everywhere, engulfing the camp that was once his home. Was the storm really that bad? The male noticed cats cast into the depths of water, yowling for help as others rushed to save them. A shiver of horror ran up the tom-cat’s spine and he immediately turned to face Needlescar, multiple cats shoving past him and almost casting him into the water before them. “We need to run, the camp’s gone!” He urged the smaller female, his tail lashing behind him as the sound of water rushing into the open clearing was prickling in his ears - they needed to not waste any time or it would be too late.

[monfang]

[Open]
Daypaw peaked out of their den. They knew there was heavy storming lately but...not this. Nothing compared to this. Their first instint was Starclan, to blame them. But they pushed their pettiness aside and looked around camp. Mud, water, every where. Dens were going to be destroyed, and Shadowclan along with them if they didnt reach high ground. They were new to this whole medcat world, they had to put their clan first above all. They turned to their den. There were patients in there that couldnt move by themselves, to weak to get up and get help. Where was Halestar? All the enby saw was Goldeneye rushing to get them to higher ground. "I need help to get my pateints to higher ground!" Daypaw shouted to the air. Anybody. thats all they needed. Right now they didnt care that their life could be in danger, but wanted the cats inside their den out as soon as possible.
Thunder awoke the small kit, making him jolt up, and he looked around. He looked down on the floor, seeing water flood into the medicine den. He looked around, searching for Daypaw, and he saw them at the entrance. "Daypaw..." He whispered, fear in his hoarse voice. His green eyes looked at the enby, his body shaking, water brushing over his paws. "W-What's going on?" He asked, seeing the cats running. Lightening sliced through the sky, causing him to jump up. "Daypaw!" He called, looking frantically at the water around him. "D-Daypaw! What's going on, I'm scared!" He meowed, only able to lift his front half up.

[bright !]

[open, preferably a queen or kit but anything will do!]

"What the--" A hiss came from a dilute calico tom in the warriors den at the feel of water soaking his fur, rising slowly. This is what awoke him from his nap, which he wasn't so happy about. Also, it was quite muddy, which made it even worse on his mostly white pelt. He growled. He did his best to push through the water, and eventually made it out of the den. The back isn't always the best place to have your nest. He ran out to the clearing, which was being flooded as well. He came out just in time to hear the announcement from the Shadowclan deputy, Goldeneye. He grew a little concerned over not seeing Halestar at all, but it shouldn't be what he was focusing on. The kits. Cactustail had a thing for kits, even if he wasn't a she-cat or a queen. He raced to the nursery to help all the kits-and queens-evacuate. He was well-known around there, visiting often and all, so it would be nicer for the queens having someone most of them knew and trusted helping their kits.

[wickedvirtues]

Echoskip was covered in mud and branches, her pelt soaked. The cat was looking around with worry, unable to locate the two most important cats in her life- Tempestjay and Moonsplash. Her chest was heaving, gulping in breaths of air as she tried to calm her racing heart. What if Moonsplash was trapped? The expecting molly felt helpless, standing at the highest point she could reach with her large belly. "Tempestjay? Moonsplash?" She called out, her paws slipping upon the rain-soaked rock she was perched on. Unsheathing her claws in hopes it would help her keep her balance, Echoskip flicked her ears back in worry. Where were her parents? Her brothers and sisters? Some of them were at the Gathering, hopefully safe from this terrible weather, but what about the others? The black and gray Maine Coon lifted a paw with shock as the water began to flow over the stone. Had she not reached high enough ground? Panic flashed through Echoskip's eyes, the molly trembling as she gripped onto the rock with the best of her ability. A huge burst of wind sent a wave of rain onto her, nearly knocking her off the rock.
A Burmilla she-cat was glancing around frantically, her eyes wide. Her pelt was covered in mud and leaves, but that was the last of her worries. She couldn't see her mate, Echoskip. "Echoskip?!" She wailed, her pelt sticking to her frame from the water. She inhaled deeply, fearing the worst until she saw a flash of familiar fur. Moonsplash raced towards it, hoping it was Echoskip. Her heart was racing, her mind filled with dread. "Echoskip!" She cried again, still runnning to catch up with her mate. She hadn't expected a flood, no cat had. She bit her lip, ears pinned back as she tried to avoid slipping on the wet mud. She panted, her breaths heaving as she put on a boost of speed. The Burmilla stopped to catch her breath for a second, gazing around before continuing to run. She knew she should have helped her Clanmates, but she needed to see if her mate was okay. Moonsplash felt water tugging at her paws, making it harder. "Darn it!" She spat, anger flashing in the stubborn cats eyes as she continued on. Her fur was more of a brown color than silvery white, and her eyes were glowing with panic. She managed to run up to Echoskip, nuzzling her with a purr. "We need to get to higher ground!" Moonsplash mewed frantically, ears pinning back.

The Little Robin
Needlescar couldn't even hear the tom, as she was frozen, shaking softly. Her eyes were fixed on the camp, her muscles stiff and ears pinned back. "I-I need to help! The kits, or the queens and what if sick cats need help oh StarClan.." she rambled loudly, her tail lashing. Water was swirling past her paws, which were slowly being coated in mud. Conflicted, she took a tiny step towards camp, reminding herself that there may be kits. She suddenly froze, unsure of herself again.

[yummyluc]

[open]
The sounds were deafening. The storm, the cats, the water. It was all too much. Marshfur cowered in a corner of the camp, blinded by torrents of water cascading down her face. She didn't know where she was, she couldn't see. All she heard was the thundering storm and the commotion of cats scrambling out of the camp. Her legs were frozen, she couldn't move, just blindly and blankly stare at the blur of things she couldn't quite comprehend. Water and mud and debris sloshed around her paws, but she didn't notice it. She was panicking. Marshfur couldn't make herself move. Her mind was racing and she was telling herself to just move, or shout, or something, but her body wouldn't listen. Memories flashed in her head. The flooding of the caves.

Her mother. Her only sister. They had both died that dreadful day when the Clans were flushed from their cave homes. Marshfur looked at her paws. Was it her destiny to have a fate like that, too? Is that what StarClan wanted? The water was getting higher by the second, and still, she didn't move. Frozen. She couldn't move. The sounds of the storm starting to become overwhelming, the shouts of Clanmates nothing but a whisper compared to it. It came to Marshfur that she wasn't moving because she didn't want to. She wanted to stay here while the water engulfed her. She had to. It was her fate. That's all she could think. It was happening again because she had to be with her family. If anything she took steps backwards, the water starting to eat at her legs.

[Leucos]

Redfeather looked around and saw a perfect piece of dry land and got up and made his way over to it . But not paying attention he slipped on one off the rocks and fell in the water his paws constantly clawing at the water ' you mouse brain!!!! Why did you have to be a such a mouse brain!' The tom thought as his strangled meows where caught off by the water " halp!! Can't swim ! Halp please! " he said in his deep voice as his body kept sinking.

[graves]

Slatestone came running out of the warrior's den, his tabby fur already soaked and coated with mud after only a few steps through the rising water. His heart beat frantically around his chest, and all of his instincts screamed at him to just run and save himself from drowning. I don't know how to swim! I'll drown if the water gets any higher! However, that was true to every other cat in ShadowClan. Quickly, Daypaw's shout caught his attention, and he forcedhimself to shake his selfishness away. I need to help my clanmates, that's the right thing to do! It took a few moments, but the young tom waded through the muddiness in order to make it over to the medicine cat den. "I'll help," He offered, stopping in front of the smaller cat. The tom pushed away the fact that this cat was non-binary, even though that was a thing his family was supposed to shun - in his eyes, that wasn't important right now.
Duststorm
Daypaw eyed the warrior for a moment. They were hesitant because of their beliefs but that was something they needed to put aside right now. "Good," they said hastily. Acornfall was closest to the den, hed get him out first. The tom didnt have his whiskers fully healed and was still unsteady to walk. Daypaw turned to Acornfall for a moment,"Acornfall, theres an evacuation happening, me and Slatestone will be taking you to safety." the enby mewed. They needed to do this as quickly as possible in order t get all other cats out of their den.

[rubinaito]

A Burmilla she-cat was glancing around frantically, her eyes wide. Her pelt was covered in mud and leaves, but that was the last of her worries. She couldn't see her mate, Echoskip. "Echoskip?!" She wailed, her pelt sticking to her frame from the water. She inhaled deeply, fearing the worst until she saw a flash of familiar fur. Moonsplash raced towards it, hoping it was Echoskip. Her heart was racing, her mind filled with dread. "Echoskip!" She cried again, still runnning to catch up with her mate. She hadn't expected a flood, no cat had. She bit her lip, ears pinned back as she tried to avoid slipping on the wet mud. She panted, her breaths heaving as she put on a boost of speed. The Burmilla stopped to catch her breath for a second, gazing around before continuing to run. She knew she should have helped her Clanmates, but she needed to see if her mate was okay. Moonsplash felt water tugging at her paws, making it harder. "Darn it!" She spat, anger flashing in the stubborn cats eyes as she continued on. Her fur was more of a brown color than silvery white, and her eyes were glowing with panic. She managed to run up to Echoskip, nuzzling her with a purr. "We need to get to higher ground!" Moonsplash mewed frantically, ears pinning back.

Echoskip saw Moonsplash, relaxing slightly. "Moonsplash!" She called back, nearly knocked off the rock by another blast of wind. She nuzzled Moonsplash back, breathing heavily. "Where do we go?" She asked frantically, slipping off the rock and into the mud. Her paws began sinking in, her large belly dragging across the mud. "I'm scared." She meowed softly, her ears pinning against her head and tail flicking in anxiety.

[Socks]

(Open 1)
Mintpaw scampered from the apprentice den quickly, and tried to run to higher ground. The problem was, he hadn't expected the water to already be the high, so he sunk down into the muddy waters with a startled yelp. He trashed his paws, the water instantly getting soaked until his thick pelt, making it feel heavy even as he was still under the water. He was able to touch the loose ground with his claws, slowly making his way to higher ground while making sure to keep his face above the water.
Now, he was one to only think of himself and in the situation it seemed if he stopped he wouldn't last long, but he just couldn't help but worry what would happen to the kits and the elders. He had only recently gotten out of the nursery and he was having a really hard time with this, so the kits can't be doing very well either. And the elders were frail and stiff, they'd need help. After thinking, he had decided. He opened his mouth and shouted best he could over the sounds of rain and everything "Anyone need he-!" He wasn't able to finish, as something unexpectedly caught his paw and his whole body went under the muddy water. He yelpped, water filling his mouth and he tried to get on his feet again.

(Open 2)
Pricklevine felt soaked to the bone as her pelt hung full of mud and water. She made her way across camp as quick as she could. She had no doubt that this had happened for a reason, nothing just happens with Starclan around, but that doesn't mean she was gonna let any cat die or get hurt when she could help. She perked her ears, doing her best to listen over the sound of heavy rain falling and water moving. The ground under her paws was loose and she sunk into it, that made it hard to move as it would move over he paws and they'd get stuck. But, she kept moving around camp looking for any cat who needed help.

[wickedvirtues]

Echoskip saw Moonsplash, relaxing slightly. "Moonsplash!" She called back, nearly knocked off the rock by another blast of wind. She nuzzled Moonsplash back, breathing heavily. "Where do we go?" She asked frantically, slipping off the rock and into the mud. Her paws began sinking in, her large belly dragging across the mud. "I'm scared." She meowed softly, her ears pinning against her head and tail flicking in anxiety.

Moonsplash smiled comfortingly, her tail swaying softly. Her anxiety returning as water splashed at her paws and made her think of drowning. Her mate's nuzzle barely comforted her for once as she scanned the area. "We need to find somewhere sturdy and high, the water's rising.." she mewed softly, unable to fully focus with the situation. "We'll be fine.." she tried to sooth Echoskip, smiling weakly at her. Moonsplash pricked her ears, trying to find somewhere easy to get to from where they were.

[Ainz Ooal Gown]

Fawn
“Oh, Starclan..” The started words slipped past the small apprentice’s parted jaws as she saw water, lots of it, flooding the camp that she knew and loved, the home that she knew since birth. The place were she had met her best friend and played around with him like they were kittens, this was the place where she had been named an apprentice and seen as Brightfluff’s student - this was a place of a joy, memories that shaped her life until now. But no, it was not that anymore. Cats rushed past her, fleeing in terror in fright to escape the water that surrounded the area and was slowly engulfing everything in sight. Her eyes were widened in horror, yet the small she-cat did not move - she was frozen in place, her small paws shaking underneath her. She hardly noticed water rush past her paws, soaking her shortened legs and coating them in grimy mud. Newtpaw soon broke from her frozen terror as another cat rushed past her, shoving the small apprentice aside and casting her into the deepened water. Her head broke through the surface and dirty water flooded into Newtpaw’s mouth, making her gag and flail her paws violently in attempts to get to air once again. The apprentice was very small compared to most and she knew nothing about survival, barely into training, having no family to call for. Though, one name rang in her mind and Newtpaw’s head broke through the raging flood waters.

“Lionpaw!” She yowled, her tone thick with fright and terror, her long fur dragging her back down into the depths, “Lionpaw, help me!” The apprentice knew not where her friend was nor would he even hear her, but this tom-cat was her only friend, her only hope of rescue. Sure, she only knew him a couple moons, but she trusted him. Newtpaw’s paw snagged a branch that was caught in the water and the she-cat clung to it, shaking as she gasped for breath now, a strangled whisper still ringing out as she coughed wildly, “Lionpaw..”


Shadomaru
The shrieking sounds of terrified cats made Blackfrost’s head shot up from her paws, her eyes widened with alertness. The first thing that the she-cat saw was water rushing into the den, surrounding the moss nest that she shared with her mate. “Crowhawk!” Blackfrost mewed to him, her tone intense and scared, “We need to go now!” She didn’t know what to think now nor what to do, earlier she had been resting with Crowhawk in the comforting warmth of the den in a peaceful silence, but now, now there were yowls and rushing of water stinging her ears. The warrior leapt to her paws, water surrounding them instantly as she watched as warriors rushed out of the den, urging to get themselves or their loved ones to higher ground. The urgent call of the Shadowclan deputy was clear, the order was heard by all - get to high ground and fast. “Come on, come on!” Blackfrost said, staying where she was and nudging the male, not leaving him alone and never going off on her own in this moment of chaos.


CandyFlossCat
Pinewhisker raced through the camp entrance, his paws sinking into deep mud and water as cats of all sizes and colors rushed past him as they fled into the hunting grounds, fright and terror on their faces as the male’s eyes widened at the sight before him - flooding. Water was everywhere, engulfing the camp that was once his home. Was the storm really that bad? The male noticed cats cast into the depths of water, yowling for help as others rushed to save them. A shiver of horror ran up the tom-cat’s spine and he immediately turned to face Needlescar, multiple cats shoving past him and almost casting him into the water before them. “We need to run, the camp’s gone!” He urged the smaller female, his tail lashing behind him as the sound of water rushing into the open clearing was prickling in his ears - they needed to not waste any time or it would be too late.
Normally, Crowhawk was a light sleeper, waking up to any moment that might affect those around him, but for some reason, he was able to sleep through part of the growls of distress. It was his mate, Blackfrost that woke him up. He was still mostly asleep, not wanting to get up, until he heard the screams of terror. "What is going on?" He asked her now completely alert. He scrambled to his paws and the wet feeling under his paws answered the question for him. "Oh no!" He looked at Blackfrost only concern in his amber eyes as he nudged her urgently out of the den. "Come on! We need to get to higher ground fast!" He sounded calm about this, but on the inside, he was scared. He liked water but not like this. This was just scary, but he dared not let it show, not now.

[Brunch]

Awaking to the sound of thundering and caterwauls of cats in fright, Forestfur ran out to the clearing. The normal pine needles that made the ground a soft mesh underpaw was replaced by mud and rain water, cascading over the camp. In mere seconds, the warrior's fur was soaked to the bone, making movement almost impossible. Forestfur stood in shock, gaping at the clearing. It took her a few seconds to recognize the danger that her clan was in, and when she did, she let out a small snarl, frustrated with herself for not reacting sooner. Kits and queens. Forestfur thought, attempting to scamper towards the nursery. Once she met the tendrils of brambles that guarded the nursery, a small wave of mud and water swept her off her paws, cover her brown and white fur with mire. Forestfur was eventually able to get up after the initial shock. Struggling to her paws, the long-furred she-cat lashed her tail, attempting to reach to nursery, this time slower, gripping the ground the best she could with outstretched claws. Forstfur gulped down her fears of being swept away by the muddy current, and strained her way up the slope. With her ears flat, she reached the bramble entrance to the nursery. As she picked up one paw to part the fronds to peer in, a gush of wind-- along with the current of the mud, pushed her dwon the small slope. Forestfur landed hard on her forepaws, a wave of pain flushing through her body.
If the kits and queens are not out by now, they're crow food. Forestfur decided, looking at the nursery. Though it had seemingly taken her forever to get there, it was only a couple of fox-lengths away, up a tiny incline. Forestfur frowned despairingly as she ushered herself through the exit of the camp.

[Captain]

CandyFlossCat
Pinewhisker gritted his teeth together when she said that there were cats that needed saving and the tom-cat turned his head back to the camp, his eyes widening in terror as cats flailed wildly in the water, yowling for help that would never come for them and the warrior knew now that Needlescar was right. These cats were apart of their clan and they were all a family that helped one another. He turned back to the smaller she-cat and nodded. “Alright, alright. We can help who we can.” Pinewhisker said, “Go towards the shallower side of camp and see if any cats are in need of help, like kittens that got separated or whatnot. I’m going to try and save some cats in the deeper waters over there.” The lean male turned on his paws, about to leap into the water, but turned his head to look at Needlescar. “Be careful out there, please. I don’t want this to be the last time we speak.” He said, blinking at her before he dived into the muddy water.

Webpaw & Co
The lean warrior growled out in pain as sticks and rocks scraped at his sides as he frantically tried to keep afloat as he swam towards a warrior that was flailing wildly in the water, practically engulfed entirely in the raging waters. He dove under the water, shutting his eyes as he grabbed the tom-cat by the scruff of his neck and helped him to the surface. “I’m here, I got you!” He hissed to the warrior, muffled by the fur in his mouth as he backed up in the water, slowly going back to the land, “Kick your paws and help me get us both there!” Pinewhisker urged Bumbledawn, his ears stinging with the sounds of terror around him as his paws kicked under the water fast and strong in avoidance of the current of the flood.

[graves]

[open]
The sounds were deafening. The storm, the cats, the water. It was all too much. Marshfur cowered in a corner of the camp, blinded by torrents of water cascading down her face. She didn't know where she was, she couldn't see. All she heard was the thundering storm and the commotion of cats scrambling out of the camp. Her legs were frozen, she couldn't move, just blindly and blankly stare at the blur of things she couldn't quite comprehend. Water and mud and debris sloshed around her paws, but she didn't notice it. She was panicking. Marshfur couldn't make herself move. Her mind was racing and she was telling herself to just move, or shout, or something, but her body wouldn't listen. Memories flashed in her head. The flooding of the caves.

Her mother. Her only sister. They had both died that dreadful day when the Clans were flushed from their cave homes. Marshfur looked at her paws. Was it her destiny to have a fate like that, too? Is that what StarClan wanted? The water was getting higher by the second, and still, she didn't move. Frozen. She couldn't move. The sounds of the storm starting to become overwhelming, the shouts of Clanmates nothing but a whisper compared to it. It came to Marshfur that she wasn't moving because she didn't want to. She wanted to stay here while the water engulfed her. She had to. It was her fate. That's all she could think. It was happening again because she had to be with her family. If anything she took steps backwards, the water starting to eat at her legs.
[duplicating, dont mind if you see other rps of daypaw]
Daypaw was calm surprisingly. They knew something like this would come. It was like a moment of "I told you so." was their opinion. They hated Starclan, it was easy to blame them for this. Even the thought of them left a bitter taste in their mouth. How could their ancestors do this? Let cats die at the thread that they held above them, and cutting it. Only letting to wash away as quickly as they had gotten up. Their patients were being taken care of, they scanned the clearing for any cats in need of help. They were small, they were nothing. But they wanted to to do something. They saw a molly at the other end of the clearing. Still. Not moving. Daypaw ran towards her, a wave rippled and splash under every step they took. They held their breath, all it took was one wrong step for them to slip and wash away into the current. Finally, after was felt like a war zone, they reached the warrior. "Dont just stand there!" the enby snapped, tail lashing. Shadowclan didnt have exactly much time until everything here washed away, disappearing as quickly as it appeared. How could any warrior stand there, when there were other cats that could use her help. It made Daypaw furious, but they pushed it away and spoke loudly over the thundering ran, authority in their voice despite being an apprentice,"You need to get to high ground before you get yourself killed."

[Webpaw All The Way~]

CandyFlossCat
Pinewhisker gritted his teeth together when she said that there were cats that needed saving and the tom-cat turned his head back to the camp, his eyes widening in terror as cats flailed wildly in the water, yowling for help that would never come for them and the warrior knew now that Needlescar was right. These cats were apart of their clan and they were all a family that helped one another. He turned back to the smaller she-cat and nodded. “Alright, alright. We can help who we can.” Pinewhisker said, “Go towards the shallower side of camp and see if any cats are in need of help, like kittens that got separated or whatnot. I’m going to try and save some cats in the deeper waters over there.” The lean male turned on his paws, about to leap into the water, but turned his head to look at Needlescar. “Be careful out there, please. I don’t want this to be the last time we speak.” He said, blinking at her before he dived into the muddy water.

Webpaw & Co
The lean warrior growled out in pain as sticks and rocks scraped at his sides as he frantically tried to keep afloat as he swam towards a warrior that was flailing wildly in the water, practically engulfed entirely in the raging waters. He dove under the water, shutting his eyes as he grabbed the tom-cat by the scruff of his neck and helped him to the surface. “I’m here, I got you!” He hissed to the warrior, muffled by the fur in his mouth as he backed up in the water, slowly going back to the land, “Kick your paws and help me get us both there!” Pinewhisker urged Bumbledawn, his ears stinging with the sounds of terror around him as his paws kicked under the water fast and strong in avoidance of the current of the flood.


Bumbledawn nodded and kicked his paws as best as he could. His lungs were burning and all we wanted to do was cough. The mud stung his eyes as he kept kicking like his life depended on it, and it really did.

[rubinaito]

Moonsplash smiled comfortingly, her tail swaying softly. Her anxiety returning as water splashed at her paws and made her think of drowning. Her mate's nuzzle barely comforted her for once as she scanned the area. "We need to find somewhere sturdy and high, the water's rising.." she mewed softly, unable to fully focus with the situation. "We'll be fine.." she tried to sooth Echoskip, smiling weakly at her. Moonsplash pricked her ears, trying to find somewhere easy to get to from where they were.
Echoskip flicked her ears, nodding and trying to calm her racing heart. Looking around, she spotted where Goldeneye was standing, and pointed over to him. "Let's try to get up there, it may be the highest ground we have in the camp." She said, flicking her tail with worry. "Have you seen Tempestjay?" She asked, turning to face Moonsplash, concern written all over her face. "I couldn't bear it if our closest friend didn't survive the flood," She confessed, adjusting her grip on the ground so she wouldn't slip and fall. The cat cared for Tempestjay a great deal, even though they were only friends. With him being the father of Echoskip's kits and helping her keep her secret safe from her family, she and Tempestjay had an intriguing relationship. He was only ever a friend to her, her eyes only for Moonsplash, and in this moment of terror for Echoskip she could only think of Tempestjay and Moonsplash. She wasn't used to being terrified, feeling meek and useless.

[217]

Fawn
“Oh, Starclan..” The started words slipped past the small apprentice’s parted jaws as she saw water, lots of it, flooding the camp that she knew and loved, the home that she knew since birth. The place were she had met her best friend and played around with him like they were kittens, this was the place where she had been named an apprentice and seen as Brightfluff’s student - this was a place of a joy, memories that shaped her life until now. But no, it was not that anymore. Cats rushed past her, fleeing in terror in fright to escape the water that surrounded the area and was slowly engulfing everything in sight. Her eyes were widened in horror, yet the small she-cat did not move - she was frozen in place, her small paws shaking underneath her. She hardly noticed water rush past her paws, soaking her shortened legs and coating them in grimy mud. Newtpaw soon broke from her frozen terror as another cat rushed past her, shoving the small apprentice aside and casting her into the deepened water. Her head broke through the surface and dirty water flooded into Newtpaw’s mouth, making her gag and flail her paws violently in attempts to get to air once again. The apprentice was very small compared to most and she knew nothing about survival, barely into training, having no family to call for. Though, one name rang in her mind and Newtpaw’s head broke through the raging flood waters.

“Lionpaw!” She yowled, her tone thick with fright and terror, her long fur dragging her back down into the depths, “Lionpaw, help me!” The apprentice knew not where her friend was nor would he even hear her, but this tom-cat was her only friend, her only hope of rescue. Sure, she only knew him a couple moons, but she trusted him. Newtpaw’s paw snagged a branch that was caught in the water and the she-cat clung to it, shaking as she gasped for breath now, a strangled whisper still ringing out as she coughed wildly, “Lionpaw..”


The golden brown tom was frantically looking around. He hadn't rushed to the entrance like many others, because he knew of a certain cat who, if she was caught in the deep waters, would have a very, very hard time getting out. He pushed past cats in search of his best friend. He was panicking. He didn't know what he'd do if he lost her. He almost wasn't looking thoroughly, feeling such a desperate need to hurry up and find her. He couldn't let her get hurt. He had to make sure she got out.

Lionpaw pushed past yet another cat, coming to an abrupt halt as he reached the waters that deepened greatly. That's when he heard it.
"Lionpaw!"
He thought he heard his name. He stopped completely, still and straining his ears. He couldn't be imagining. He couldn't be hearing things. It was even her voice. Then he heard it again, more clearly.
"Lionpaw, help me!"
He immediately sprang into action, taking no time to think about his weak ability to swim or how much he disliked water. He kicked his legs, head toward the direction the voice had come from. Then he saw her.

She was clinging desperately to a branch, coughing violently. "Newtpaw!" He'd never yowled so loudly, and he'd never felt so much adrenaline pumping through his veins. Suddenly, his tired legs gained so much more strength, and he felt almost numb the the cold. He kicked his legs through the water wildly, finally reaching the branch that was stranded in the deep water. He leapt onto it, taking no time to speak as he took a deep breath and grasped Newtpaw's wet neck scruff. He leapt back into the water, seeing no way around swimming back, and tried his absolute best to keep Newtoaw's head above water. His own went under a couple of times, but he couldn't care less.
Finally, he reached the end of the deeps waters, where the water was shalloe and barely reaching the tops of his toes. Lionpaw gently put Newtpaw back on the ground, letting go of her scruff, before letting out a string of violent coughs. Breathing heavily, he nudged Nestpaw in encouragement to begin running towards safety. "Are you okay, Newtpaw?" He asked shakily as he made sure to stay by her side. Another cough escaped him, hurting his raw throat. He had saved her. She was okay. That was all that mattered. Newtpaw was okay.

[Teza]

Feathermist

[OPEN TO FUZZ FAMILY]
[Warning, offensive phrasing/beliefs below]

A heavily pregnant Feathermist, fear racing through her entire body, walked as fast as she could without slipping in the mud and water beneath her paws. She glanced around, searching for anyone she knew, her mother or mate preferably, but as long as she knew them it would be perfectly fine. "Great Starclan where did all this rain come from?!" she hissed aloud. The Maine-coon she-cat's coat was caked to her sides with water and mud, and she hoped that her kits were okay as she kept moving, still searching for anyone she may know. Secretly she hoped that it would be one of her family members she spotted first, as any of the undesirables' help would not be accepted by her. She was much too proud for that. If Feathermist had to, she would walk all the way to the twoleg place before she allowed any cat that wasn't cis gendered or heterosexual to help her.

Daturakit

[OPEN RP]
[Warning, offensive phrasing/beliefs below]

The young kit's normally white and gray pelt was turned brown with all the mud. She was standing on a rock in the clearing, looking around frantically for anyone to help her, as the water seemed to be too deep for her to walk through. "Momma!" she yelled, fear lacing her voice. The young kit didn't know what to do. She was too young to swim, and the mud caked her fur so she was hard to see in the storm. Was this her end? Was she to die before her life even began? No. That would not be her end. She gathered her strength, and jumped off her rock, heading toward what high ground she could see. It was difficult to keep her head above water, but she was succeeding. Well, sorta.. "Help!" she yowled as she felt her back paw get caught on something under the water.

Nightleap

[OPEN RP]

Nightleap scrambled, trying to help Goldeneye get the clan out of the flooding camp. She moved like a shadow through the storm, attempting to help all she could despite her exhaustion and malnourishment. The black she-cat would rather herself die than any of her clanmates; even Peachfuzz and his family,
despite their strange beliefs. It was very hard for her to see, however,
as she moved through the mud and water. Nothing would stop her though.

[Captain]

Normally, Crowhawk was a light sleeper, waking up to any moment that might affect those around him, but for some reason, he was able to sleep through part of the growls of distress. It was his mate, Blackfrost that woke him up. He was still mostly asleep, not wanting to get up, until he heard the screams of terror. "What is going on?" He asked her now completely alert. He scrambled to his paws and the wet feeling under his paws answered the question for him. "Oh no!" He looked at Blackfrost only concern in his amber eyes as he nudged her urgently out of the den. "Come on! We need to get to higher ground fast!" He sounded calm about this, but on the inside, he was scared. He liked water but not like this. This was just scary, but he dared not let it show, not now.

With Crowhawk nudging her outside of the den, Blackfrost hurried out into the open, greeted by the pure chaos and terror that laid out before them - cats flailing in terror as water engulfed them, swallowing them up like a monster of darkness, queens fleeing through the mud as kittens squealed in their jaws. It was terrible and it made the black-and-white she-cat shake in horror, but she wanted to get her mate to safety first. “Come on, I need to get you to higher ground with the others and then I need to help them.” She urged the male, looking to her mate with fear and desperation lurking within her emerald eyes, “I cannot lose you like everyone else..” Blackfrost noticed the ground crumbling out beneath her and the warrior uttered yelp of horror as she was sent into the cold, deep and darkened water.

[Leucos]

[QUOTE=Socks;333540](Open 1)
Mintpaw scampered from the apprentice den quickly, and tried to run to higher ground. The problem was, he hadn't expected the water to already be the high, so he sunk down into the muddy waters with a startled yelp. He trashed his paws, the water instantly getting soaked until his thick pelt, making it feel heavy even as he was still under the water. He was able to touch the loose ground with his claws, slowly making his way to higher ground while making sure to keep his face above the water.
Now, he was one to only think of himself and in the situation it seemed if he stopped he wouldn't last long, but he just couldn't help but worry what would happen to the kits and the elders. He had only recently gotten out of the nursery and he was having a really hard time with this, so the kits can't be doing very well either. And the elders were frail and stiff, they'd need help. After thinking, he had decided. He opened his mouth and shouted best he could over the sounds of rain and everything "Anyone need he-!" He wasn't able to finish, as something unexpectedly caught his paw and his whole body went under the muddy water. He yelpped, water filling his mouth and he tried to get on his feet again.

(Open 2)
Pricklevine felt soaked to the bone as her pelt hung full of mud and water. She made her way across camp as quick as she could. She had no doubt that this had happened for a reason, nothing just happens with Starclan around, but that doesn't mean she was gonna let any cat die or get hurt when she could help. She perked her ears, doing her best to listen over the sound of heavy rain falling and water moving. The ground under her paws was loose and she sunk into it, that made it hard to move as it would move over he paws and they'd get stuck. But, she kept moving around camp looking for any cat who needed help.[/Qcla]



Redfeather was rapidly being pushed down by water and choking on it his claws where clawing at it . Suddenly he saw a cat looking around 'pricklevine!' The tom meowd loudly but was closed off by more water " pricklevine! Halp please I can't swim please! " he yelled in his deep voice . Another wave splashed down on him and came back up gasping for air.

[wickedvirtues]

CandyFlossCat
Pinewhisker gritted his teeth together when she said that there were cats that needed saving and the tom-cat turned his head back to the camp, his eyes widening in terror as cats flailed wildly in the water, yowling for help that would never come for them and the warrior knew now that Needlescar was right. These cats were apart of their clan and they were all a family that helped one another. He turned back to the smaller she-cat and nodded. “Alright, alright. We can help who we can.” Pinewhisker said, “Go towards the shallower side of camp and see if any cats are in need of help, like kittens that got separated or whatnot. I’m going to try and save some cats in the deeper waters over there.” The lean male turned on his paws, about to leap into the water, but turned his head to look at Needlescar. “Be careful out there, please. I don’t want this to be the last time we speak.” He said, blinking at her before he dived into the muddy water.

[So what were you thinking for the cute saving-plot thingy you had?]

Needlescar pinned ear back as she saw cats in the water, some closer to drowning than others. She looked at Pinewhisker, who seemed to be also noticing. Her loyalty to her Clan kicked in as she fluffed out her pelt, it'd provide a tiny bit of protection against the cold and muddy water. Needlescar swallowed dryly, seeing her Clanmates flailing helplessly in the cruel waves. The kits were her main focus, their tiny bodies weren't built to swim and they were frail. "Okay!" She mewed, glad he wasn't objecting to her idea of saving their Clanmates. "Gotcha." She mewed softly, eyeing the nursery. She wanted to save any life she could, it wasn't worth loosing kits because she was too weak to save them. "Okay.. be careful." She mewed softly, giving him a little nuzzle before stepping towards the water. "I-I will. I don't want this to be the last time, either." She mewed, a tiny smile on her face before she dove into the water. She was a decent swimmer, for the most part.

[yummyluc]

[duplicating, dont mind if you see other rps of daypaw]
Daypaw was calm surprisingly. They knew something like this would come. It was like a moment of "I told you so." was their opinion. They hated Starclan, it was easy to blame them for this. Even the thought of them left a bitter taste in their mouth. How could their ancestors do this? Let cats die at the thread that they held above them, and cutting it. Only letting to wash away as quickly as they had gotten up. Their patients were being taken care of, they scanned the clearing for any cats in need of help. They were small, they were nothing. But they wanted to to do something. They saw a molly at the other end of the clearing. Still. Not moving. Daypaw ran towards her, a wave rippled and splash under every step they took. They held their breath, all it took was one wrong step for them to slip and wash away into the current. Finally, after was felt like a war zone, they reached the warrior. "Dont just stand there!" the enby snapped, tail lashing. Shadowclan didnt have exactly much time until everything here washed away, disappearing as quickly as it appeared. How could any warrior stand there, when there were other cats that could use her help. It made Daypaw furious, but they pushed it away and spoke loudly over the thundering ran, authority in their voice despite being an apprentice,"You need to get to high ground before you get yourself killed."
Marshfur looked at the cat. Her mind was blank. She didn't realise what they were saying like her brain just wouldn't register it. She looked at them, face blank, monotone. She stayed still. She could read their mouth, their words were muted, though Marshfur could see they were struggling to shout over the storm. They looked angry. Normally, Marshfur would flinch at even the slightest rise of a voice, cower at even the slight tang of a harsh tone. But she just blinked, looking at the cat like she'd never seen them in her entire life. She knew it was the medicine cat, Daypaw, she could spot her out of a crowd, but still, even with the sharp tongue and harsh authority the cat held, Marshfur stood there like it was any other day and she wasn't about to be engulfed in a huge torrent of water. She didn't struggle against the current or even look confused. She just looked dead.

Tearing her gaze from Daypaw, she looked around the clearing. Everywhere, cats were clamouring for safety, trying to get to higher ground, shouting at one another, trying to get those who couldn't walk themselves out before the camp was completely swallowed in the black, muddy abyss. Marshfur didn't feel scared or worried. She felt content, happy even, that this was happening, that StarClan was giving her an excuse to perish. To be with her family again. She was so scared to do it herself, it seemed like a blessing that this was happening to her, although a curse to everyone else.

[Captain]

Bumbledawn nodded and kicked his paws as best as he could. His lungs were burning and all we wanted to do was cough. The mud stung his eyes as he kept kicking like his life depended on it, and it really did.

Pinewhisker was relieved when their pace towards the drier land was quickened as Bumbledawn started to assist him, his paws kicking under the murky, darkened water with his own. The mud that washed into his eyes made him want to cry out in pain, but the male knew that if he did that, the cat he was saving would be lost from his grasp, so he held on. He fought through the pain and the terror inside of him, but adrenaline pumped through his veins and the warrior didn’t stop. “Almost there..” He mumbled through the warrior’s scruff, one of his paws flashing out to grip onto the land, but the mud soon broke away and the tom-cat hissed in frustration, using all the strength he had to pull Bumbledawn up and somewhat heave him up onto the drier land until the soaked warrior could get a grip. He let go of his scruff and heaved the other male’s flank with his muzzle, boosting him onto the dry surface. “Come on, pull yourself up there!” Pinewhisker shouted to Bumbledawn, “You’re almost there, I won’t let anyone drown!” There seemed to be strict fear in his tone and the tom was certain to let anyone he found live to see another day.

[rubinaito]

Feathermist

[OPEN TO FUZZ FAMILY]
[Warning, offensive phrasing/beliefs below]

A heavily pregnant Feathermist, fear racing through her entire body, walked as fast as she could without slipping in the mud and water beneath her paws. She glanced around, searching for anyone she knew, her mother or mate preferably, but as long as she knew them it would be perfectly fine. "Great Starclan where did all this rain come from?!" she hissed aloud. The Maine-coon she-cat's coat was caked to her sides with water and mud, and she hoped that her kits were okay as she kept moving, still searching for anyone she may know. Secretly she hoped that it would be one of her family members she spotted first, as any of the undesirables' help would not be accepted by her. She was much too proud for that. If Feathermist had to, she would walk all the way to the twoleg place before she allowed any cat that wasn't cis gendered or heterosexual to help her.

Daturakit

[OPEN RP]
[Warning, offensive phrasing/beliefs below]

The young kit's normally white and gray pelt was turned brown with all the mud. She was standing on a rock in the clearing, looking around frantically for anyone to help her, as the water seemed to be too deep for her to walk through. "Momma!" she yelled, fear lacing her voice. The young kit didn't know what to do. She was too young to swim, and the mud caked her fur so she was hard to see in the storm. Was this her end? Was she to die before her life even began? No. That would not be her end. She gathered her strength, and jumped off her rock, heading toward what high ground she could see. It was difficult to keep her head above water, but she was succeeding. Well, sorta.. "Help!" she yowled as she felt her back paw get caught on something under the water.

Nightleap

[OPEN RP]

Nightleap scrambled, trying to help Goldeneye get the clan out of the flooding camp. She moved like a shadow through the storm, attempting to help all she could despite her exhaustion and malnourishment. The black she-cat would rather herself die than any of her clanmates; even Peachfuzz and his family,
despite their strange beliefs. It was very hard for her to see, however,
as she moved through the mud and water. Nothing would stop her though.

"Feathermist!" Echoskip spotted her sister, stepping forward before hearing the kit. Her head snapped over to stare at the kitten and she was conflicted. She had to help her sister, but the kitten was so helpless. She began breathing heavily, unsure of who to help first. Then, she made her decision. "I'm coming, Daturakit!" She called out, stumbling towards the small kitten and picking her up. Holding her up high, Echoskip looked over at Moonsplash. "We gotta go help Feathermist." She called over, her voice muffled by the kit's fur.

[Brilliance]

Spiderlegs perked her ears at the deputy and his command. She licked her lips as she took one last bite of her vole. The black colored female knew she would be slightly slower than the other cats due to her back right leg being lame. The warrior had been born with it, and she used to think it would slow her down in life, but not anymore. As she was thinking, the she cat peered around the camp to see if there were any other felines in need of help. Spiderlegs rose up and began to drag herself to the near by nursery in order to help take kits. She looked in with her greenish grey eyes and mewed a, "hello? Does anyone need help escaping?" Granted, it was a kinda strange question and a bit dark one at that, but that was what they were doing... escaping from the dangerous waters that were to soon engulf the camp. She took a deep breath and exhaled wondering if she would be the only one helping the kits and queens.
Constellation

''There's no one there.'' A deep voice echoed, rather darkly than he intended. He was running past the black she cat, almost bumping into her. He found it absolutely insane that she was sticking back instead of helping herself! Didn't she want to live? The tom shook his head, his bent tail tip twitching as he wanted to live. He wanted to run. Water never suited him, even if he enjoyed an occasional swim, but this was insane. The downpour was real. They were being evacuated from their home, and it worried him. ''You have to escape!'' Sure, helping kits were a priority, and Grizzlyprint would had done it himself, but panicking was another thing. Everyone was panicking. Everyone was running for their life. Grizzlyprint didn't want to come off as being...well, selfish. Because he wasn't. He was a sufficient tom that was very independent. He hardly ever needed anything from his clan, but once bumping into this she cat. Like literally bumping into her.Trying to push past her, brushing past her to escape himself, but he kept running. His eyes looked back at her, but he turned heel and he sped off. Danger was beyond the matter. Grizzlyprint hardly panicked...but this was an issue to panic about.

[Teggy]

@BluBunny thought this might be good for Cloud and storm!


''Cloudfeather?!'' Stormheart yowled, worry clear in here cry. The evacuation for ShadowClan had left everyone in a panic, and Stormfeather was one of those paniced cats. She would have moved around faster if it weren't for the lifes that were inside her.

''Cloudfeather!!" she called out again.

[Leucos]

Finaly the tom gave up and caught his paw on a rock and pulled himself on to the rock and choked and caughed out water redfeather headed towards the med den until he fell and felt a sting in his left paw and meowed loudly " Fox dung! I broke my paw! " he yelled at the top of his lungs and limped towards the medicine den.

[wickedvirtues]

Echoskip flicked her ears, nodding and trying to calm her racing heart. Looking around, she spotted where Goldeneye was standing, and pointed over to him. "Let's try to get up there, it may be the highest ground we have in the camp." She said, flicking her tail with worry. "Have you seen Tempestjay?" She asked, turning to face Moonsplash, concern written all over her face. "I couldn't bear it if our closest friend didn't survive the flood," She confessed, adjusting her grip on the ground so she wouldn't slip and fall. The cat cared for Tempestjay a great deal, even though they were only friends. With him being the father of Echoskip's kits and helping her keep her secret safe from her family, she and Tempestjay had an intriguing relationship. He was only ever a friend to her, her eyes only for Moonsplash, and in this moment of terror for Echoskip she could only think of Tempestjay and Moonsplash. She wasn't used to being terrified, feeling meek and useless.
Moonsplash followed Echoskip's gaze, her pounding heart was slowly becoming normally paced again. The she-cat saw the deputy, nodding to her mates words. "It seems like the safest option, i'll help you." Moonsplash mewed, nodding her head. Her tail was lashing as she hoped one of Echoskip's family members didn't come up, as she hated always lying about their love. "I don't think so." She mewed, worry edging her tone. "Neither could I, he's a great cat, keeping us a secret and being so kind and all.." she mewed, concern was on her features as she looked behind her. Though it meant more lying, Moonsplash greatly appreciated the tom. He was the one granting the same-sex couple beautiful little kits which, even though they weren't hers, she'd love with all her heart. They were friends, Moonsplash reminded herself when she first met him and she'd felt jealous, but it was clear to her in the present. He was a good, friendly cat. Moonsplash wasn't used to feeling so, frightened, meek. "We'd better go before the waterises more!" She mewed, gently helping her mate make her way towards their destination.

[vellichor]

Nightleap

[OPEN RP]

Nightleap scrambled, trying to help Goldeneye get the clan out of the flooding camp. She moved like a shadow through the storm, attempting to help all she could despite her exhaustion and malnourishment. The black she-cat would rather herself die than any of her clanmates; even Peachfuzz and his family,
despite their strange beliefs. It was very hard for her to see, however,
as she moved through the mud and water. Nothing would stop her though.


Sharppaw hissed as he trudged through the mud. Great, he thought. First, this stupid storm rolls in, now we lose our camp? he was a little bit away from the group, preferring not to be in a large group. He accidentally stepped in a rabbit hole, twisting his paw. Then, the mud filled up quickly, leaving his paw trapped. He tried in vain to move his paw, eyes stinging with tears. Lightning struck, frightening the apprentice.

Finally, Sharppaw got over his stubbornly independent reaction and cried for help. "Help!" he screeched, pain evident in his almost kit-like voice. "Help me! Please!"

[ Teza ]

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Leafstorm's gray pelt was dark brown, soaked with mud and terribly messy. She wanted to stop and groom it, but knew it was neither the time nor the place. In fact, she couldn't have chosen a worse time to think about grooming her untidy fur. It was storming, a bad sign. ShadowClan's marshes were overflowing, and now they lost their home. For how long? StarClan knew.

"StarClan..." she grumbled under her breath. She hated the supposed 'good' spirits ever since they turned her down. They broke her soul, left her in disappointment. She turned to the Dark Forest Cats, her only help. They eagerly accepted Leafpaw, training her to kill. Now Leafstorm, she was plotting her revenge. Who knew when she'd strike?

<<OPEN>>

[Webpaw All The Way~]

Pinewhisker was relieved when their pace towards the drier land was quickened as Bumbledawn started to assist him, his paws kicking under the murky, darkened water with his own. The mud that washed into his eyes made him want to cry out in pain, but the male knew that if he did that, the cat he was saving would be lost from his grasp, so he held on. He fought through the pain and the terror inside of him, but adrenaline pumped through his veins and the warrior didn’t stop. “Almost there..” He mumbled through the warrior’s scruff, one of his paws flashing out to grip onto the land, but the mud soon broke away and the tom-cat hissed in frustration, using all the strength he had to pull Bumbledawn up and somewhat heave him up onto the drier land until the soaked warrior could get a grip. He let go of his scruff and heaved the other male’s flank with his muzzle, boosting him onto the dry surface. “Come on, pull yourself up there!” Pinewhisker shouted to Bumbledawn, “You’re almost there, I won’t let anyone drown!” There seemed to be strict fear in his tone and the tom was certain to let anyone he found live to see another day.

He kept kicking, seeing how it helped. But all the flailing and panicking tired him out so much his stamina was gone and his kicking started to lack. His stomach ached and his eyes still stung, but he kept going. Suddenly Bumbledawn started to cough, the mud finally getting free from his throat. The pain worsened but he kept going the best he could. He peaked a look at all his classmates running to help everyone, which made him feel guilty. He wanted to help but water was one of his weaknesses. He shook his head, trying to get the emotion out of his mind and keep kicking.

[spade]

Feathermist

[OPEN TO FUZZ FAMILY]
[Warning, offensive phrasing/beliefs below]

A heavily pregnant Feathermist, fear racing through her entire body, walked as fast as she could without slipping in the mud and water beneath her paws. She glanced around, searching for anyone she knew, her mother or mate preferably, but as long as she knew them it would be perfectly fine. "Great Starclan where did all this rain come from?!" she hissed aloud. The Maine-coon she-cat's coat was caked to her sides with water and mud, and she hoped that her kits were okay as she kept moving, still searching for anyone she may know. Secretly she hoped that it would be one of her family members she spotted first, as any of the undesirables' help would not be accepted by her. She was much too proud for that. If Feathermist had to, she would walk all the way to the twoleg place before she allowed any cat that wasn't cis gendered or heterosexual to help her.

As rain continued to pour from the dark skies above, Aspenfall couldn't help but feel get a sinking feeling in his chest: StarClan was not happy with the Clans. It was evident by the sliding walls of mud and the collapsed dens that this was the first of many signs to be sent their way. If we don't change soon, then all the territories will be washed away! he thought, panic fluttering in his chest like a caged bird. The giant flood had not been expected, though the rain had been relentless the past few days. He could sense the Clan had grown wary with each passing day, and now with their entire home crumbling around them, a deep terror seemed to clutch Aspenfall's heart in it's icy death grip.

Quickly, his pale green gaze swept across camp, narrowed against the harsh wind that scattered debris all over what once was the ShadowClan clearing. Most cats seemed to be managing the sludge fine, and the stronger warriors were helping those lest physically prepared get to higher ground. His eyes landed on a familiar face, and quickly the tom leaped into action. "Feathermist!" he called, the rain almost drowning out his call as he trudged through the mud, his fur sticking like a rag to his sides. Once he reached his older sister's side, the younger tom did a quick once-over, making sure that her and the kits were all right. "Where is Quietdance?" he asked, looking around to see if he could spot his sister's mate. He wasn't anywhere to be found, however, so the ShadowClan warrior turned his attention back to helping Feathermist. "Here. We need to get to higher ground," he told her, using his shoulder to help support a majority of her weight. He glanced at her, green eyes sparkling with worry. "You ready?" he asked, hoping that he would be able to get them both out and up to the territory, making himself available to come back to camp and help anyone else that needed it.

[rubinaito]

"Feathermist!" Echoskip spotted her sister, stepping forward before hearing the kit. Her head snapped over to stare at the kitten and she was conflicted. She had to help her sister, but the kitten was so helpless. She began breathing heavily, unsure of who to help first. Then, she made her decision. "I'm coming, Daturakit!" She called out, stumbling towards the small kitten and picking her up. Holding her up high, Echoskip looked over at Moonsplash. "We gotta go help Feathermist." She called over, her voice muffled by the kit's fur.
Moonsplash followed Echoskip's gaze, her pounding heart was slowly becoming normally paced again. The she-cat saw the deputy, nodding to her mates words. "It seems like the safest option, i'll help you." Moonsplash mewed, nodding her head. Her tail was lashing as she hoped one of Echoskip's family members didn't come up, as she hated always lying about their love. "I don't think so." She mewed, worry edging her tone. "Neither could I, he's a great cat, keeping us a secret and being so kind and all.." she mewed, concern was on her features as she looked behind her. Though it meant more lying, Moonsplash greatly appreciated the tom. He was the one granting the same-sex couple beautiful little kits which, even though they weren't hers, she'd love with all her heart. They were friends, Moonsplash reminded herself when she first met him and she'd felt jealous, but it was clear to her in the present. He was a good, friendly cat. Moonsplash wasn't used to feeling so, frightened, meek. "We'd better go before the waterises more!" She mewed, gently helping her mate make her way towards their destination.
Echoskip nodded, still holding the kit in her jaws.

[Slash-GNR]

''There's no one there.'' A deep voice echoed, rather darkly than he intended. He was running past the black she cat, almost bumping into her. He found it absolutely insane that she was sticking back instead of helping herself! Didn't she want to live? The tom shook his head, his bent tail tip twitching as he wanted to live. He wanted to run. Water never suited him, even if he enjoyed an occasional swim, but this was insane. The downpour was real. They were being evacuated from their home, and it worried him. ''You have to escape!'' Sure, helping kits were a priority, and Grizzlyprint would had done it himself, but panicking was another thing. Everyone was panicking. Everyone was running for their life. Grizzlyprint didn't want to come off as being...well, selfish. Because he wasn't. He was a sufficient tom that was very independent. He hardly ever needed anything from his clan, but once bumping into this she cat. Like literally bumping into her.Trying to push past her, brushing past her to escape himself, but he kept running. His eyes looked back at her, but he turned heel and he sped off. Danger was beyond the matter. Grizzlyprint hardly panicked...but this was an issue to panic about.

Spiderlegs perked her ears and turned her head at the tom who had ran into her. She strained to hear what he was saying over the fleeing cats around them. She then frowned as she heard what he had to say. "Oh..." She said simply. "Then I suppose I need to leave," she said without much feeling in her voice. There was rushing water around the pair and thick, sticky mud. With her lame leg, Spiderlegs was unsure if she would make it out. However, she knew she had to try. The smaller warrior turned around and took a leap into the open, but her paws got stuck. The mud was up to her mind leg region. As she sloshed around trying to make it to the higher ground all the other cats were going to, she looked at the tom who seemed to have an attitude at that moment. She saw he was fleeing like a scared little kit, which made her chuckle a bit. She eventually made it to an incline, but water and mud slid down the hill, which blocked her path. Spiderlegs took a leap, but her leg got caught, so her body just plopped only a few inches from her previous spot. She began to drag herself up the hill as mud and water filled her eyes and ears. She coughed for breath as she continued, but she only had one back leg to push herself with, and it wasn't even her dominant leg in the first place. Spiderlegs prayed to star clan that she would make it because surely she had a higher purpose than this.

[Ainz Ooal Gown]

With Crowhawk nudging her outside of the den, Blackfrost hurried out into the open, greeted by the pure chaos and terror that laid out before them - cats flailing in terror as water engulfed them, swallowing them up like a monster of darkness, queens fleeing through the mud as kittens squealed in their jaws. It was terrible and it made the black-and-white she-cat shake in horror, but she wanted to get her mate to safety first. “Come on, I need to get you to higher ground with the others and then I need to help them.” She urged the male, looking to her mate with fear and desperation lurking within her emerald eyes, “I cannot lose you like everyone else..” Blackfrost noticed the ground crumbling out beneath her and the warrior uttered yelp of horror as she was sent into the cold, deep and darkened water.
If Crowhawk though the den was bad, it was terrible in the Clearing. He watched in pure horror. All the cats acting like this, all this water flooding the camp. It was nothing like he had ever seen before. He then turned to Blackfrost who was trying to get him out, but he didn't budge and shook his head. "I'm not going anywhere without you." He told her, then watched in horror as she sank below the water. Wasting not time, he went down under with her and helped her break above the surface. He was not about to lose her. It was too early.

[Leucos]

The redish brown tom meowed loudly and caughed afterwards . He sat down and lifted his paw that was broke. Hi licked it and caughed again from the water his ears perked up when he saw other cats helping each other . He slowed his breathing ' I'll try it even tho no one will come to help me ' redfeather thought. And he meowed so loud saying " help me please *caughs* please my paw is broke please!!!*caughs* " he said feeling desperate for once in his life.

( @ starfall please redfeather need help :( )

[Captain]

The golden brown tom was frantically looking around. He hadn't rushed to the entrance like many others, because he knew of a certain cat who, if she was caught in the deep waters, would have a very, very hard time getting out. He pushed past cats in search of his best friend. He was panicking. He didn't know what he'd do if he lost her. He almost wasn't looking thoroughly, feeling such a desperate need to hurry up and find her. He couldn't let her get hurt. He had to make sure she got out.

Lionpaw pushed past yet another cat, coming to an abrupt halt as he reached the waters that deepened greatly. That's when he heard it.
"Lionpaw!"
He thought he heard his name. He stopped completely, still and straining his ears. He couldn't be imagining. He couldn't be hearing things. It was even her voice. Then he heard it again, more clearly.
"Lionpaw, help me!"
He immediately sprang into action, taking no time to think about his weak ability to swim or how much he disliked water. He kicked his legs, head toward the direction the voice had come from. Then he saw her.

She was clinging desperately to a branch, coughing violently. "Newtpaw!" He'd never yowled so loudly, and he'd never felt so much adrenaline pumping through his veins. Suddenly, his tired legs gained so much more strength, and he felt almost numb the the cold. He kicked his legs through the water wildly, finally reaching the branch that was stranded in the deep water. He leapt onto it, taking no time to speak as he took a deep breath and grasped Newtpaw's wet neck scruff. He leapt back into the water, seeing no way around swimming back, and tried his absolute best to keep Newtoaw's head above water. His own went under a couple of times, but he couldn't care less.
Finally, he reached the end of the deeps waters, where the water was shalloe and barely reaching the tops of his toes. Lionpaw gently put Newtpaw back on the ground, letting go of her scruff, before letting out a string of violent coughs. Breathing heavily, he nudged Nestpaw in encouragement to begin running towards safety. "Are you okay, Newtpaw?" He asked shakily as he made sure to stay by her side. Another cough escaped him, hurting his raw throat. He had saved her. She was okay. That was all that mattered. Newtpaw was okay.



Newtpaw didn’t know what to do, her eyes were forced shut as she dug her claws into the branch, but the wet material was slowly breaking under her paws force and she knew that her makeshift holder wouldn’t last much long. Then, a voice rang out through the terror and water that stung the small cat’s ears - it was her name being yelled by a familiar voice. It made her lift her muzzle up and yowl again, her tone pained and almost to the point of crying, “Lionpaw!” The apprentice whimpered out and she hugged the branch like a lifeline until the water around her seemed to shift and a pair of jaws gripped the back of her neck and the she-cat was yanked away from the branch, a force pulling her to safety. Her muzzle dipped under the water a little bit now and then, but overall, she was able to breath as she kicked her shorted legs in assistance to help get them to drier land. All of this made the poor apprentice want to curl up and cry, this was overwhelming and terrifying to her in every way possible - especially with her problem in her form.

Soon enough, there was solid ground under her as Lionpaw rested her on the dampened grass and Newtpaw collapsed on the surface, her paws weak and heavy underneath her as she coughed out mouthfuls of water that made her feel sick and horrible inside. She could hear the violent coughing of Lionpaw beside her that soon turned to heavy breathing before he nudged her, urging the small apprentice to get moving with the rest of the fleeing clan. His words were muffled in her ears as she was overwhelmed and driven to slight shock over the whole experience. The small apprentice nodded to his words, too scared and shakingly cold to talk at the moment. Tears brimmed in the corners of her eyes and she buried her muzzle into the tom-cat’s neck, whimpering in terror. “L-Lionpaw.. I’m so scared..” The words were small, like a kitten and it was the first time that Newtpaw wasn’t the confident cat she always was - no, now she was terrified beyond belief.

[Starfall]

[open]
The sounds were deafening. The storm, the cats, the water. It was all too much. Marshfur cowered in a corner of the camp, blinded by torrents of water cascading down her face. She didn't know where she was, she couldn't see. All she heard was the thundering storm and the commotion of cats scrambling out of the camp. Her legs were frozen, she couldn't move, just blindly and blankly stare at the blur of things she couldn't quite comprehend. Water and mud and debris sloshed around her paws, but she didn't notice it. She was panicking. Marshfur couldn't make herself move. Her mind was racing and she was telling herself to just move, or shout, or something, but her body wouldn't listen. Memories flashed in her head. The flooding of the caves.

Her mother. Her only sister. They had both died that dreadful day when the Clans were flushed from their cave homes. Marshfur looked at her paws. Was it her destiny to have a fate like that, too? Is that what StarClan wanted? The water was getting higher by the second, and still, she didn't move. Frozen. She couldn't move. The sounds of the storm starting to become overwhelming, the shouts of Clanmates nothing but a whisper compared to it. It came to Marshfur that she wasn't moving because she didn't want to. She wanted to stay here while the water engulfed her. She had to. It was her fate. That's all she could think. It was happening again because she had to be with her family. If anything she took steps backwards, the water starting to eat at her legs.

[Hello :heartbounce: ]

The golden warrior let out a few shaky breaths, his blue orbs wide with fear, nothing but pure fear. He tredged through the mud, it was already past his ankles, and it was steadily rising. His ears were flat against his head, he had heard stories of the legendary flood, it ate away at the clans and swallowed many cats lives, but he never thought he'd actually have to experience it first-hand. A few of his ancestors had drowned in that flood, and he didn't plan on following in their footsteps on that tale, but, with his legs being in the state that's they were he had a sickening feeling that maybe he wouldn't be able to outrun his fate this time. Morningpath clutched his jaw and was about to give up before he saw a molly stepping back, in some sort of panicking state. His body then moved on its own, he made his way to the brown molly and shoved her forward, head butting her in the behind. He then roughly bit her scruff and dragged her forward, anger blazing in his blue orbs "What in Starclan name are you doing you mousebrain?!" he snapped through fur. As soon as they were a little farther from the rising water than before he spit her out and lashed his tail, although the fear was still there anger as steadily beginning to take over "You idiot!" he snapped, he wasn't sure what else to say, it was true after all.

[spade]

[Open]

Startled away by the sudden downpour of rain, Redpaw quickly scooted out of the apprentices den right as the roof collapsed in. Her eyes widened with panic, her heart hammering against her chest as she spun around quickly. She quickly took note of the utter chaos that had erupted like waves among her Clanmates, yowls and cries echoing up into their dark surroundings. The young she-cat couldn't spot any of her friends, or her mentor, and terror quickly took ahold of her. She was frozen, fur fluffed up and claws unsheathed as if prepared to take on an enemy that was simply invisible to every other cat. The mud clung to every inch of her pelt, weighing her down as if there was a physical threat facing her. After a few moments, the dark furred tabby managed to snap herself out of the catatonic state, leaping out of the place where she had been standing - and slowly had started to sink.

"Appledash? Lemontuft?" she called, her shrill voice barely reaching an audible tone as the landslide continued all around her. Of course, no voice met her as an answer, and shiver passed down her spine as she kept moving, trying to keep her paws from slipping in the sticky brown sludge. Her adoptive mother and mentor were nowhere to be found as her gaze swept the clearing, and the apprentice continued to weave in an out of the evacuating cats, searching for just one familiar face in the sea of terrified bodies.

[wickedvirtues]

Echoskip nodded, still holding the kit in her jaws.
Moonsplash nodded, watching a few cats approach Feathermist. "I think you're sister is okay, we'd better get a move on before the water rises." She mewed, gazing cautiously at it.







Feathermist


[OPEN TO FUZZ FAMILY]
[Warning, offensive phrasing/beliefs below]

A heavily pregnant Feathermist, fear racing through her entire body, walked as fast as she could without slipping in the mud and water beneath her paws. She glanced around, searching for anyone she knew, her mother or mate preferably, but as long as she knew them it would be perfectly fine. "Great Starclan where did all this rain come from?!" she hissed aloud. The Maine-coon she-cat's coat was caked to her sides with water and mud, and she hoped that her kits were okay as she kept moving, still searching for anyone she may know. Secretly she hoped that it would be one of her family members she spotted first, as any of the undesirables' help would not be accepted by her. She was much too proud for that. If Feathermist had to, she would walk all the way to the twoleg place before she allowed any cat that wasn't cis gendered or heterosexual to help her.

Brackenleaf swam towards Feathermist, another family member of the many in their family. As far as they knew, Feathermist though they were female. Despite their disliking towards her hateful attitude, Brackenleaf wouldn't let her die. They pushed their legs, their fur soaked with mud and water as they approached the pregnant she-cat. "Feathermist!" They wailed, getting to her side. Brackenleaf panted, gazing at the sky. "We need to reach high ground" they mewed, gazing to where Goldeneye was. "Up there!" Brackenleaf yowled, beginning to help the she-cat. Honestly, with all their family, they weren't even sure how the two were related. That was the last thing on their mind, however, as they was pelted with rain and dragged down by their water-soaked fluff. Brackenleaf, still supporting their family member, continued towards where they were going. Thanking StarClan she didn't know they were non-binary, Brackenleaf continued to swim.

[Role]

Whitestep's wide green eyes shot open in surprise as a flood of water filled the nursery. "Owlkit, Hollykit, Willowkit, Berrykit!" Her kits yowled in surprise and slowly came over to her. "We must leave," she hissed. Owlkit's eyes were round with worry. Willowkit and Berrykit pressed closer to each other. Hollykit whimpered. Being the smallest kit, Hollykit was in more danger than all five of them. Whitestep nudged them in single file out of the nursery. "Hurry kits," she urged desperately. The water was nearing her belly as she ventured out in the flood. Her kits were on their toes. "Swim!" Her order reached Owlkit and she turned around to repeat the order. "Swim everyone," she demanded. The kits swam with great difficulty, but Hollykit in particular thrashed around in a panicked frenzy. His choked cry was drowned out by the rushing water. "Hollykit!" Whitestep bent down and lifted him up. Hollykit desperately coughed out the water and fell limp. Anxiety pricked her heart. Was he dead? That question chilled her more than the rushing water did. "We must hurry," Whitestep told her kits through clenched teeth as they neared the hill. "Keep going!" The kits and their mother hurried up the hill. Hollykit whimpered and twitched. Stay strong young one, she willed silently. Setting her kit down she began to swiftly dry his fur, then Willowkit's, then Berrykit's and finally Owlkit's. Once their fur was groomed the wrong way, Whitestep remembered a familiar face in her mind. Leafclaw! How could she have forgotten. Rising to her paws, she parted her jaws in a yowl. "Leafclaw! Are you here?" ...No response. "Leafclaw!" Her voice rose to a desperate, shrill cry. Rain battered her pelt as she felt more numb than her paws. "Leafclaw," she whimpered, doubt edging her mew. "Be safe."
(OPEN!!)

[Captain]

He kept kicking, seeing how it helped. But all the flailing and panicking tired him out so much his stamina was gone and his kicking started to lack. His stomach ached and his eyes still stung, but he kept going. Suddenly Bumbledawn started to cough, the mud finally getting free from his throat. The pain worsened but he kept going the best he could. He peaked a look at all his classmates running to help everyone, which made him feel guilty. He wanted to help but water was one of his weaknesses. He shook his head, trying to get the emotion out of his mind and keep kicking.

The lean warrior noticed the other tom’s lack of effort now and he knew that he was losing strength as each moment passed. The mud underneath his paws was starting to give out and Pinewhisker uttered a yowl of pained strength as he heaved Bumbledawn onto the dampened grass that was freed from the flood. “Get to safety to the rest of the clan!” He hissed at the tom-cat, who was now free from danger, for now, at least, “Go on! Hurry!” The mud that was between his claws gave away and the current dragged the brown-striped male under, sweeping him into the current before he was bashed against a tree branch and the male dug into paws into the bark, breaking through the surface once more and gasping for breath. “Foxdung..” Pinewhisker coughed, his body shaking from the cold and shock.

[graves]

Marshfur looked at the cat. Her mind was blank. She didn't realise what they were saying like her brain just wouldn't register it. She looked at them, face blank, monotone. She stayed still. She could read their mouth, their words were muted, though Marshfur could see they were struggling to shout over the storm. They looked angry. Normally, Marshfur would flinch at even the slightest rise of a voice, cower at even the slight tang of a harsh tone. But she just blinked, looking at the cat like she'd never seen them in her entire life. She knew it was the medicine cat, Daypaw, she could spot her out of a crowd, but still, even with the sharp tongue and harsh authority the cat held, Marshfur stood there like it was any other day and she wasn't about to be engulfed in a huge torrent of water. She didn't struggle against the current or even look confused. She just looked dead.

Tearing her gaze from Daypaw, she looked around the clearing. Everywhere, cats were clamouring for safety, trying to get to higher ground, shouting at one another, trying to get those who couldn't walk themselves out before the camp was completely swallowed in the black, muddy abyss. Marshfur didn't feel scared or worried. She felt content, happy even, that this was happening, that StarClan was giving her an excuse to perish. To be with her family again. She was so scared to do it herself, it seemed like a blessing that this was happening to her, although a curse to everyone else.
Was this warrior deaf or something? Was she blind? Could she not see that she was putting herself at risk? The longer she was out here, the more risk she had of dying. Daypaw was smart, they knew her name,"Marshfur!" She looked so calm and collected, like she didnt mind that this was going to happen. It only made Daypaws blood boil. There were other cats they could be tending to, not someone who didnt care to be saved. Instead of waiting for a reply, Daypaw leaned over and grabbed her by the scruff hastily.

[graves]

Ebonymist rushed over. "Here, Daypaw!" She called out, making her way over to the medicine cat as carefully, but swiftly as she could. "Who's first on the list?" She asked, ducking into the den and looking around frantically. She didn't know which cats were too fragile to move, or which ones needed help the most.
Charmer
"Thank you," Daypaw replied hastily before turning around in their den. They wanted to get Lucky out, she had been attacked by a dog and couldnt risk getting any water in her wounds at the moment. "Her name is Lucky, shes a kittypet." They didnt know how the warrior would feel about keeping a kittypet secret in their den for healing, but right now they didnt care. Daypaw popped a head in the den,"Lucky, Shadowclan is having an evacuation, were going to get you out of here."

[Teza]

Echoskip nodded, still holding the kit in her jaws.
As rain continued to pour from the dark skies above, Aspenfall couldn't help but feel get a sinking feeling in his chest: StarClan was not happy with the Clans. It was evident by the sliding walls of mud and the collapsed dens that this was the first of many signs to be sent their way. If we don't change soon, then all the territories will be washed away! he thought, panic fluttering in his chest like a caged bird. The giant flood had not been expected, though the rain had been relentless the past few days. He could sense the Clan had grown wary with each passing day, and now with their entire home crumbling around them, a deep terror seemed to clutch Aspenfall's heart in it's icy death grip.

Quickly, his pale green gaze swept across camp, narrowed against the harsh wind that scattered debris all over what once was the ShadowClan clearing. Most cats seemed to be managing the sludge fine, and the stronger warriors were helping those lest physically prepared get to higher ground. His eyes landed on a familiar face, and quickly the tom leaped into action. "Feathermist!" he called, the rain almost drowning out his call as he trudged through the mud, his fur sticking like a rag to his sides. Once he reached his older sister's side, the younger tom did a quick once-over, making sure that her and the kits were all right. "Where is Quietdance?" he asked, looking around to see if he could spot his sister's mate. He wasn't anywhere to be found, however, so the ShadowClan warrior turned his attention back to helping Feathermist. "Here. We need to get to higher ground," he told her, using his shoulder to help support a majority of her weight. He glanced at her, green eyes sparkling with worry. "You ready?" he asked, hoping that he would be able to get them both out and up to the territory, making himself available to come back to camp and help anyone else that needed it.

Feathermist sighed in relief as her little brother came to help. "I don't know where he's at.. I hope he's okay," she said, glancing around. When she felt some of her weight being lifted, she started feeling a bit better. "Ready when you are," she said, still looking around for Quietdance or her kits. She prayed to Starclan that they were safe already, or at least on their way to being so...


Sharppaw hissed as he trudged through the mud. Great, he thought. First, this stupid storm rolls in, now we lose our camp? he was a little bit away from the group, preferring not to be in a large group. He accidentally stepped in a rabbit hole, twisting his paw. Then, the mud filled up quickly, leaving his paw trapped. He tried in vain to move his paw, eyes stinging with tears. Lightning struck, frightening the apprentice.

Finally, Sharppaw got over his stubbornly independent reaction and cried for help. "Help!" he screeched, pain evident in his almost kit-like voice. "Help me! Please!"

[ Teza ]

Nightleap perked her ears at a loud screech, then ran to where she had barely heard it over the rain. Her black paws managed to stay on top of the mud as she ran, searching for where the loud noise came from. When she heard the young tom once more, Nightleap pinpointed her target and closed in as quickly as she could. "Sharppaw, it'll be okay, I'm here to help," she said calmly to the apprentice. She dug away at the mud surrounding his paw, then grabbed his scruff and pulled him away from the hold before it could close around his leg once more. She dragged the young tom until they were over some slightly sturdier ground. "Can you move?"

Echoskip nodded, still holding the kit in her jaws.

Daturakit panted heavily, physically weak from the attempt at swimming in the unknown waters. Her heart felt like it was going to beat out of her chest as she hung from Echoskip's mouth. If she were to be honest, Daturakit didn't really know who had picked her up, or that she was even still alive, as she was too exhausted to even think.

[Webpaw All The Way~]

The lean warrior noticed the other tom’s lack of effort now and he knew that he was losing strength as each moment passed. The mud underneath his paws was starting to give out and Pinewhisker uttered a yowl of pained strength as he heaved Bumbledawn onto the dampened grass that was freed from the flood. “Get to safety to the rest of the clan!” He hissed at the tom-cat, who was now free from danger, for now, at least, “Go on! Hurry!” The mud that was between his claws gave away and the current dragged the brown-striped male under, sweeping him into the current before he was bashed against a tree branch and the male dug into paws into the bark, breaking through the surface once more and gasping for breath. “Foxdung..” Pinewhisker coughed, his body shaking from the cold and shock.

Bumbledawn got up and coughed some more. After getting all the mud out of his system he caught his breath and tried to get some strength back. He wanted so much to just collapse and rest, but that wasn't the time now. As he was about to walk towards the clan he heard a splash from behind him. He turned around quickly to see Pinewhisker get swept up in the current. He watched with worry on his face. He wanted to help so bad, but he knew he couldn't. "You ok?" the reddish orange tom called out with a raspy weak voice.

[Captain]

If Crowhawk though the den was bad, it was terrible in the Clearing. He watched in pure horror. All the cats acting like this, all this water flooding the camp. It was nothing like he had ever seen before. He then turned to Blackfrost who was trying to get him out, but he didn't budge and shook his head. "I'm not going anywhere without you." He told her, then watched in horror as she sank below the water. Wasting not time, he went down under with her and helped her break above the surface. He was not about to lose her. It was too early.

Darkness surrounded Blackfrost as her body went underwater, engulfed by the muddy, raging water and at the moment, she feared death would come to her. A silent scream came from the she-cat’s jaws, but only water flooded into her mouth and made her gag. Soon enough though, another force grabbed the warrior and helped her to the surface. Once her head broke through the surface, Blackfrost gasped for air and dug her claws into a branch that passed through the water. She noticed the Crowhawk was the one to save her and the she-cat pulled the branch over to him so he could hold on. “Grab onto this!” She urged her mae, feeling her body being pulled by the current. All around her were yowls of terror and the rushing rage of flood water surrounding them. She didn’t want to go out like this, no, she wanted to live with Crowhawk and have a family someday with him - she would not die by this.

[wickedvirtues]

The redish brown tom meowed loudly and caughed afterwards . He sat down and lifted his paw that was broke. Hi licked it and caughed again from the water his ears perked up when he saw other cats helping each other . He slowed his breathing ' I'll try it even tho no one will come to help me ' redfeather thought. And he meowed so loud saying " help me please *caughs* please my paw is broke please!!!*caughs* " he said feeling desperate for once in his life.

( @ starfall please redfeather need help :( )

(If he's open I have someone who can help him)

[AnayaDusksong]

Role

Amberstorm trudged through the rain, her tortoiseshell pelt thoroughly coated with mud. She had just returned from hunting to find floodwaters rising at an alarming rate in camp, and she now shook from the cold water that had infiltrated her fur. Her narrowed amber eyes scanned over her Clanmates, looking for any stragglers. She quickly spotted Whitestep and her kits and rushed to their aid. The dappled she-cat gave no warning as she scooped up Owlkit and Berrykit. "Hurry!" Amberstorm yowled around the two bundles. "Grab your other kits and follow me!"

[Charmer]

Charmer
"Thank you," Daypaw replied hastily before turning around in their den. They wanted to get Lucky out, she had been attacked by a dog and couldnt risk getting any water in her wounds at the moment. "Her name is Lucky, shes a kittypet." They didnt know how the warrior would feel about keeping a kittypet secret in their den for healing, but right now they didnt care. Daypaw popped a head in the den,"Lucky, Shadowclan is having an evacuation, were going to get you out of here."

Rubinaito

Lucky lifted her head as a loud crack of thunder split the air, "Yes, Daypaw," the shecat replied, she began to get to her feet unsteadily, "Is there anything you need from me?" she asked, sensing that the situation had grown dire and wanting to offer to help in any way she could?

[Captain]

Bumbledawn got up and coughed some more. After getting all the mud out of his system he caught his breath and tried to get some strength back. He wanted so much to just collapse and rest, but that wasn't the time now. As he was about to walk towards the clan he heard a splash from behind him. He turned around quickly to see Pinewhisker get swept up in the current. He watched with worry on his face. He wanted to help so bad, but he knew he couldn't. "You ok?" the reddish orange tom called out with a raspy weak voice.

Pinewhisker clung to the thick tree branch, shaking slightly as he caught his breath with each intake and exhale. His ears perked at a voice and his head turned to lock eyes with Bumbledawn on the higher ground, looking at him with worry as he called out to make sure that he was alright. “I’m fine, just go! Before the water reaches that area too!” He called back, “Don’t worry about me, there are more to save! Help the others on land get to safety!” Pinewhisker then turned away from the other tom-cat, his body shaking as water rushed over him, soaking the tom is cold, filthy water. He could hope that Needlescar was safe and sound.

[rubinaito]

Moonsplash nodded, watching a few cats approach Feathermist. "I think you're sister is okay, we'd better get a move on before the water rises." She mewed, gazing cautiously at it.








Brackenleaf swam towards Feathermist, another family member of the many in their family. As far as they knew, Feathermist though they were female. Despite their disliking towards her hateful attitude, Brackenleaf wouldn't let her die. They pushed their legs, their fur soaked with mud and water as they approached the pregnant she-cat. "Feathermist!" They wailed, getting to her side. Brackenleaf panted, gazing at the sky. "We need to reach high ground" they mewed, gazing to where Goldeneye was. "Up there!" Brackenleaf yowled, beginning to help the she-cat. Honestly, with all their family, they weren't even sure how the two were related. That was the last thing on their mind, however, as they was pelted with rain and dragged down by their water-soaked fluff. Brackenleaf, still supporting their family member, continued towards where they were going. Thanking StarClan she didn't know they were non-binary, Brackenleaf continued to swim.



Feathermist sighed in relief as her little brother came to help. "I don't know where he's at.. I hope he's okay," she said, glancing around. When she felt some of her weight being lifted, she started feeling a bit better. "Ready when you are," she said, still looking around for Quietdance or her kits. She prayed to Starclan that they were safe already, or at least on their way to being so...



Nightleap perked her ears at a loud screech, then ran to where she had barely heard it over the rain. Her black paws managed to stay on top of the mud as she ran, searching for where the loud noise came from. When she heard the young tom once more, Nightleap pinpointed her target and closed in as quickly as she could. "Sharppaw, it'll be okay, I'm here to help," she said calmly to the apprentice. She dug away at the mud surrounding his paw, then grabbed his scruff and pulled him away from the hold before it could close around his leg once more. She dragged the young tom until they were over some slightly sturdier ground. "Can you move?"



Daturakit panted heavily, physically weak from the attempt at swimming in the unknown waters. Her heart felt like it was going to beat out of her chest as she hung from Echoskip's mouth. If she were to be honest, Daturakit didn't really know who had picked her up, or that she was even still alive, as she was too exhausted to even think.
Charmer
"Thank you," Daypaw replied hastily before turning around in their den. They wanted to get Lucky out, she had been attacked by a dog and couldnt risk getting any water in her wounds at the moment. "Her name is Lucky, shes a kittypet." They didnt know how the warrior would feel about keeping a kittypet secret in their den for healing, but right now they didnt care. Daypaw popped a head in the den,"Lucky, Shadowclan is having an evacuation, were going to get you out of here."
Ebonymist nodded. "Alright." She darted after Daypaw, skidding to a stop before Lucky. "Hey, Lucky. My name's Ebonymist, I'm here to help." She said softly, picking up Lucky with her jaws and maneuvering her around to get her on her back. "There's a lot of cats heading towards where Goldeneye had been standing, I'll get Lucky over there and come back." She told Daypaw, before getting out of the den and walking swiftly, but carefully so that she wouldn't lose Lucky to the mud. As much as she could, she tried to keep the kittypet dry but with this heavy storm it was probably unlikely to happen. "Lucky, you doing okay back there?"
Charmer

Ebonymist set off after her mate, still carrying Daturakit. "There are so many cats that need to be helped, I feel so useless." Ebonymist admitted to her mate, stumbling after a particularly rough burst of wind almost sent her tumbling to the ground. Her fur was soaked, mud streaked across her paws and up to her belly, and every step was a struggle to get out of the mud.

[Ainz Ooal Gown]

Darkness surrounded Blackfrost as her body went underwater, engulfed by the muddy, raging water and at the moment, she feared death would come to her. A silent scream came from the she-cat’s jaws, but only water flooded into her mouth and made her gag. Soon enough though, another force grabbed the warrior and helped her to the surface. Once her head broke through the surface, Blackfrost gasped for air and dug her claws into a branch that passed through the water. She noticed the Crowhawk was the one to save her and the she-cat pulled the branch over to him so he could hold on. “Grab onto this!” She urged her mae, feeling her body being pulled by the current. All around her were yowls of terror and the rushing rage of flood water surrounding them. She didn’t want to go out like this, no, she wanted to live with Crowhawk and have a family someday with him - she would not die by this.
Once Crowhawk, got his mate above the water, he worried about his own life. He struggled at first to get where he was. He could see nothing, hear nothing and feel only the cold water that surrounded him, but he managed finally got his head over the surface of the flooding water and he looked immediately for Blackfrost. Seeing her telling him to grab onto the branch gave him a burst of energy to live. He dug his claws into the branch. He coughed up a bit of water that he swallowed and looked at Blackfrost. "Are you alright!" He asked her.

[Webpaw All The Way~]

Pinewhisker clung to the thick tree branch, shaking slightly as he caught his breath with each intake and exhale. His ears perked at a voice and his head turned to lock eyes with Bumbledawn on the higher ground, looking at him with worry as he called out to make sure that he was alright. “I’m fine, just go! Before the water reaches that area too!” He called back, “Don’t worry about me, there are more to save! Help the others on land get to safety!” Pinewhisker then turned away from the other tom-cat, his body shaking as water rushed over him, soaking the tom is cold, filthy water. He could hope that Needlescar was safe and sound.

Bumbledawn knew he couldn't leave him on the branch, but there was nothing he could do. "Alright! Hang tight, ill go get some help!" He raced towards the clan with all the stamina he had left. He wanted to help Pinewhisker, but like before he couldn't.

(Im so sorry its so short, but I gtg. Have a great night/day!)

[yummyluc]

starfall
woly

[idk who to reply to but they both grabbed her scruff so uh cool ok]

Even as the cats grabbed her and started to drag her, Marshfur was dead weight. She didn't struggle, kick her paws and try to get away from them, and she didn't snap out of her trance. It was the equivalent to dragging a dead cat, which Marshfur had already declared she was. She decided that this was fate, this was what is supposed to happen to her. This is how her life was to end. She was hoping they would grow tired of trying to carry her and just leave her. Praying for them to leave her because if they did, they would be denying StarClan their plan for her, but she was so convinced this was supposed to happen. She wasn't even cold, she felt warm and content like she was already in StarClan, and she might as well have been. She didn't reply to them, she was just a blank slate. There was no way she was getting out of there unless someone was dragging her out because she certainly wasn't going on her own.

Her mind flashed of memories of her mother and sister. The terrified looks on their faces as the murky blackness consumed them. Her own reaction, trying to flee back into the tunnel, as if she could reach them or as if she could save them. That's what she'd told anyone that asked. But the truth was she wanted to be with them. They looked so scared, at first she'd wanted to help them, dive into the water and yank them out, even if it was a hopeless thought. She'd made it about half way in before someone dragged her out, soaking and yowling about how she had to help them. She had to keep them safe. She had to help them on their way to StarClan. She'd nearly shrieked that out.

As she was dragged, it was the most abnormal thing. A small, happy smile broke out across her maw. It wasn't forced or sad or anything. It was so... genuinely happy. Her paws dragging in the black currents, caked in mud, her pelt drenched. She was about to die and Marshfur was smiling.

[Doe Naps]

Constellation Duststorm

Mothflower searched the camp for her family, eyes wide in panic. "Honeythistle!" She screamed, her long fur bushing up as much as it could while it was soaked. The dilute calico shivered, she was soaked to the core. "Honey! Help! Where are you?" She called again, fear racing through her. She couldn't leave camp until she found him, terrible thoughts racing through her mind. What if I never see him again? Please, come help me Honey! Mothflower felt the water rushing over her feet, slightly unbalancing her. Her face went under the water, and for a dreadful moment Mothflower thought she was going to die, until she pushed her paws with just enough strength to get to slightly higher ground.

[wickedvirtues]

Ebonymist set off after her mate, still carrying Daturakit. "There are so many cats that need to be helped, I feel so useless." Ebonymist admitted to her mate, stumbling after a particularly rough burst of wind almost sent her tumbling to the ground. Her fur was soaked, mud streaked across her paws and up to her belly, and every step was a struggle to get out of the mud.

"You aren't useless! I'm sure they're okay.." she mewed. "We have plenty of warriors helping out." She soothed, nuzzling the she-cat. She helped her keep balanced, pressing against her. Mud covered her paws, her eyes were fixed on the place they needed to reach.

[Captain]

Once Crowhawk, got his mate above the water, he worried about his own life. He struggled at first to get where he was. He could see nothing, hear nothing and feel only the cold water that surrounded him, but he managed finally got his head over the surface of the flooding water and he looked immediately for Blackfrost. Seeing her telling him to grab onto the branch gave him a burst of energy to live. He dug his claws into the branch. He coughed up a bit of water that he swallowed and looked at Blackfrost. "Are you alright!" He asked her.

Blackfrost was relieved when her mate grabbed onto the branch with her, the two of them now hanging on for dear life as they went along with the current, past cats that were struggling to keep their heads above water. She wanted to help them, but the warrior knew that this branch would only be able to last for a little while longer. The long-furred female looked at Crowhawk, her ears pinned against her head in fright of this whole situation. “I.. I’m alive.” Blackfrost told him, honest, “Both of us need to get to safety..” Her voice was low, scared and just uncertain of what was to come for the two of them. She uttered a hiss of pain as rocks scraped against her flank from under the water and she looked around, her eyes widening as she saw a root of a tree sticking out of the mud. “There!” She exclaimed, pointing to the root coming out of the wall of mud, “We can grab onto that and pull ourselves up to the higher ground!”

[Charmer]

[CENTER][FONT="Book Antiqua"][SIZE="4"]Ebonymist nodded. "Alright." She darted after Daypaw, skidding to a stop before Lucky. "Hey, Lucky. My name's Ebonymist, I'm here to help." She said softly, picking up Lucky with her jaws and maneuvering her around to get her on her back. "There's a lot of cats heading towards where Goldeneye had been standing, I'll get Lucky over there and come back." She told Daypaw, before getting out of the den and walking swiftly, but carefully so that she wouldn't lose Lucky to the mud. As much as she could, she tried to keep the kittypet dry but with this heavy storm it was probably unlikely to happen. "Lucky, you doing okay back there?"
Charmer


Lucky felt about as useful as a fallen log draped over this new cat. The cold rain was causing her wounds to sting a bit, and the jostling as the warrior moved was especially rough on her shoulder wound. But she wasn't about to be anymore of a burden than she already felt. "I'm just fine. Thank you Ebonymist." Lightning split the sky and lit up the flooded clearing, and she saw dozens of cats racing out of the clearing. "Where are we going?" she asked the warrior.
woly

[217]

Newtpaw didn’t know what to do, her eyes were forced shut as she dug her claws into the branch, but the wet material was slowly breaking under her paws force and she knew that her makeshift holder wouldn’t last much long. Then, a voice rang out through the terror and water that stung the small cat’s ears - it was her name being yelled by a familiar voice. It made her lift her muzzle up and yowl again, her tone pained and almost to the point of crying, “Lionpaw!” The apprentice whimpered out and she hugged the branch like a lifeline until the water around her seemed to shift and a pair of jaws gripped the back of her neck and the she-cat was yanked away from the branch, a force pulling her to safety. Her muzzle dipped under the water a little bit now and then, but overall, she was able to breath as she kicked her shorted legs in assistance to help get them to drier land. All of this made the poor apprentice want to curl up and cry, this was overwhelming and terrifying to her in every way possible - especially with her problem in her form.

Soon enough, there was solid ground under her as Lionpaw rested her on the dampened grass and Newtpaw collapsed on the surface, her paws weak and heavy underneath her as she coughed out mouthfuls of water that made her feel sick and horrible inside. She could hear the violent coughing of Lionpaw beside her that soon turned to heavy breathing before he nudged her, urging the small apprentice to get moving with the rest of the fleeing clan. His words were muffled in her ears as she was overwhelmed and driven to slight shock over the whole experience. The small apprentice nodded to his words, too scared and shakingly cold to talk at the moment. Tears brimmed in the corners of her eyes and she buried her muzzle into the tom-cat’s neck, whimpering in terror. “L-Lionpaw.. I’m so scared..” The words were small, like a kitten and it was the first time that Newtpaw wasn’t the confident cat she always was - no, now she was terrified beyond belief.

Lionpaw let her, lowering his own head and tucking her head under his chin. He listened to the words of his fellow apprentice, and felt sorrow strike his heart. She was traumatized. Never had he heard this tone from her, so small and terrified. Sure, the tom had been scared for Newtpaw, but he couldn't even begin to imagine how she was feeling. He did the best he could do with her at the moment - be there for her. He tried to be as comforting as he could, thought he knew that after that experience, it'd take more than a simple action to make her feel better. Perhaps some words would help.

His own voice was shaky as he spoke, both from the cold and the previous panic still waiting to wear completely off. "I-It's alright now, Newtpaw. I've got you, okay? I won't let you get hurt again. I promise." He knew it was stupid to maks that promise. No one could guarantee one's safety, no matter how much they wished to. But he wanted - needed - to make her feel more safe. He drew away and leaned down to her level, meeting her eyes. He saw fear. Terror. Another thing Lionpaw wasn't familiar with. A look he'd never seen from her. A look he never wanted tonsee in her eyes again.

He looked at the entrance, which they'd come out of before he'd halted. The water was getting closer to exiting, and he knew they had to get moving. Keeping as close as he could, even beginning to oress against her, he urged her forward once more, following their Clanmates. He let a few words slip from his mouth, his voice nearly quiet enough not to be heard.

"I've got you, NewtNewt. And I won't let you go."

[Leucos]

Red feather sat there shaking from the cold water that was still in his fur . He held his paw up so it won't be in pain , " f f Fox d dung.. " redfeather said and shook . He felt like a helpless kit again that did not know where to go or know what to do. He sat there not moving a muscle.

[wickedvirtues]

Seafang the beast
Needlescar swam towards the tom, pulling herself up towards him. "Okay.." she whispered. "Hold onto my scruff as tight as you can." She mewed, nodding slightly as she looked at a hill unaffected by the water. "I'll get you there" she gestured towards it.

[Ainz Ooal Gown]

Blackfrost was relieved when her mate grabbed onto the branch with her, the two of them now hanging on for dear life as they went along with the current, past cats that were struggling to keep their heads above water. She wanted to help them, but the warrior knew that this branch would only be able to last for a little while longer. The long-furred female looked at Crowhawk, her ears pinned against her head in fright of this whole situation. “I.. I’m alive.” Blackfrost told him, honest, “Both of us need to get to safety..” Her voice was low, scared and just uncertain of what was to come for the two of them. She uttered a hiss of pain as rocks scraped against her flank from under the water and she looked around, her eyes widening as she saw a root of a tree sticking out of the mud. “There!” She exclaimed, pointing to the root coming out of the wall of mud, “We can grab onto that and pull ourselves up to the higher ground!”

He nodded at her reply. At least she was alright. As long as she was, it didn't matter how he felt. She pointed to the root and he immediately saw it. "I see it!" He told her. That was their best chance of safety right now. When she explained it he understood and looked at her. "You go. I'll be right behind you. I promise!"

[rubinaito]

"You aren't useless! I'm sure they're okay.." she mewed. "We have plenty of warriors helping out." She soothed, nuzzling the she-cat. She helped her keep balanced, pressing against her. Mud covered her paws, her eyes were fixed on the place they needed to reach.
Lucky felt about as useful as a fallen log draped over this new cat. The cold rain was causing her wounds to sting a bit, and the jostling as the warrior moved was especially rough on her shoulder wound. But she wasn't about to be anymore of a burden than she already felt. "I'm just fine. Thank you Ebonymist." Lightning split the sky and lit up the flooded clearing, and she saw dozens of cats racing out of the clearing. "Where are we going?" she asked the warrior.
woly

"There's a spot of higher ground that I'm bringing you to, safe from the flooding, hopefully." Ebonymist paused, maneuvering carefully around a pair of cats rushing past her. "I'm sorry if you're hurting," She said, hearing a little of the pain in Lucky's voice. "Hopefully these wounds will heal well. I'm not a medicine cat, but perhaps the rain is good for washing out your wounds? I don't know, heh." Ebonymist tried to keep her tone cheerful, so that Lucky didn't begin to stress out. "We're almost there."

"You're probably right... besides, even if I didn't have kits, my parents wouldn't be very happy with me going out to save warriors. After all, that is a 'tom's job'." Echoskip scoffed, before shaking her head. "I don't get them. But enough talk about that, we're almost there."

[Socks]

Redfeather was rapidly being pushed down by water and choking on it his claws where clawing at it . Suddenly he saw a cat looking around 'pricklevine!' The tom meowd loudly but was closed off by more water " pricklevine! Halp please I can't swim please! " he yelled in his deep voice . Another wave splashed down on him and came back up gasping for air.
Pricklevine's eyes widened and she instantly hopped up best she could to make her way toward the other. The water was rising by the second and some parts were deeper than others. She was pulled off the ground by the water and she flailed, trying to keep contact with the ground but it seemed it wasn't working. At this point, it was petter to just keep her head above water so she moved her legs as if running and slowly made her way towards the Tom. When she got near, it was becoming a bit more difficult to see but she ignored that fact and started to pull Redfeather where they could wade through the water. It was hard to keep them both above the water surface especially since she only knew to flail her legs enough so she wouldn't drown.

[Leucos]

Seafang the beast
Needlescar swam towards the tom, pulling herself up towards him. "Okay.." she whispered. "Hold onto my scruff as tight as you can." She mewed, nodding slightly as she looked at a hill unaffected by the water. "I'll get you there" she gestured towards it.

The tom nodded and held on to the she cats scruff tightly and did not let go. He still shiverd and looked helpless which was to his disappointment ' thank starclan some one answered me!' Redfeather thought and purred slightly . His fur was all messy and his tail was barely moving . He placed his paw on the she cats shoulder .

[graves]

starfall
woly

[idk who to reply to but they both grabbed her scruff so uh cool ok]

Even as the cats grabbed her and started to drag her, Marshfur was dead weight. She didn't struggle, kick her paws and try to get away from them, and she didn't snap out of her trance. It was the equivalent to dragging a dead cat, which Marshfur had already declared she was. She decided that this was fate, this was what is supposed to happen to her. This is how her life was to end. She was hoping they would grow tired of trying to carry her and just leave her. Praying for them to leave her because if they did, they would be denying StarClan their plan for her, but she was so convinced this was supposed to happen. She wasn't even cold, she felt warm and content like she was already in StarClan, and she might as well have been. She didn't reply to them, she was just a blank slate. There was no way she was getting out of there unless someone was dragging her out because she certainly wasn't going on her own.

Her mind flashed of memories of her mother and sister. The terrified looks on their faces as the murky blackness consumed them. Her own reaction, trying to flee back into the tunnel, as if she could reach them or as if she could save them. That's what she'd told anyone that asked. But the truth was she wanted to be with them. They looked so scared, at first she'd wanted to help them, dive into the water and yank them out, even if it was a hopeless thought. She'd made it about half way in before someone dragged her out, soaking and yowling about how she had to help them. She had to keep them safe. She had to help them on their way to StarClan. She'd nearly shrieked that out.

As she was dragged, it was the most abnormal thing. A small, happy smile broke out across her maw. It wasn't forced or sad or anything. It was so... genuinely happy. Her paws dragging in the black currents, caked in mud, her pelt drenched. She was about to die and Marshfur was smiling.
The cool rain hit against Daypaws pelt like bullets. Tiny little drops of ice cold water that made the enbys fur cling to their small body. They wanted to let go and let her walk for herself. Their neck was in pain, a small apprentice trying to carry a full grown warrior. Their jaw ached for them to just drop Marshfur where she stood. Daypaw hesitated. They couldnt. When they had accepted to be a medcat they had vowed to heal their whole clan as if it were their own kits,as if every every thread on each on of Marshfurs ungrateful pelt was their best friend. They wanted to scream. They were scared too. They had to mentor to rely on, to lean on for support. Their mother, gone with some shecat. Daypaw didnt even know if she was safe. Daypaw was terrified no matter how much they denied it. They wanted to be a kit and curl up in the nursery and let mama take care of everything. They had to grow up fast. They held their grip tighter on the mollys pelt, giving a huff and they continued to basically drag her to high land. They refused to let her die.
Rubinaito

Daypaw lifted her head as a loud crack of thunder split the air, "Yes, Daypaw," the shecat replied, she began to get to her feet unsteadily, "Is theyre anything you need from me?" she asked, sensing that the situation had grown dire and wanting to offer to help in any way she could?
Ebonymist nodded. "Alright." She darted after Daypaw, skidding to a stop before Lucky. "Hey, Lucky. My name's Ebonymist, I'm here to help." She said softly, picking up Lucky with her jaws and maneuvering her around to get her on her back. "There's a lot of cats heading towards where Goldeneye had been standing, I'll get Lucky over there and come back." She told Daypaw, before getting out of the den and walking swiftly, but carefully so that she wouldn't lose Lucky to the mud. As much as she could, she tried to keep the kittypet dry but with this heavy storm it was probably unlikely to happen. "Lucky, you doing okay back there?"
Charmer

Ebonymist set off after her mate, still carrying Daturakit. "There are so many cats that need to be helped, I feel so useless." Ebonymist admitted to her mate, stumbling after a particularly rough burst of wind almost sent her tumbling to the ground. Her fur was soaked, mud streaked across her paws and up to her belly, and every step was a struggle to get out of the mud.
Watching Ebonymist put Lucky on her back, Daypaw was slightly relived. They cared about Lucky more then theyd admit, having been the first one seeing her and saving her life, introducing her into the clans. The enby shook their head,"No Lucky, for right now I want you to make sure you dont reopen your injuries-" they were caught off with the sound of thunder. They spoke up over the loud sound of the rain pouring,"Im going to help Ebonymist walk you up to the high ground above the hill, youll be safe there."

[Socks]

[FONT="Book Antiqua"](Open 1)
Mintpaw scampered from the apprentice den quickly, and tried to run to higher ground. The problem was, he hadn't expected the water to already be the high, so he sunk down into the muddy waters with a startled yelp. He trashed his paws, the water instantly getting soaked until his thick pelt, making it feel heavy even as he was still under the water. He was able to touch the loose ground with his claws, slowly making his way to higher ground while making sure to keep his face above the water.
Now, he was one to only think of himself and in the situation it seemed if he stopped he wouldn't last long, but he just couldn't help but worry what would happen to the kits and the elders. He had only recently gotten out of the nursery and he was having a really hard time with this, so the kits can't be doing very well either. And the elders were frail and stiff, they'd need help. After thinking, he had decided. He opened his mouth and shouted best he could over the sounds of rain and everything "Anyone need he-!" He wasn't able to finish, as something unexpectedly caught his paw and his whole body went under the muddy water. He yelpped, water filling his mouth and he tried to get on his feet again
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[spade]

Feathermist sighed in relief as her little brother came to help. "I don't know where he's at.. I hope he's okay," she said, glancing around. When she felt some of her weight being lifted, she started feeling a bit better. "Ready when you are," she said, still looking around for Quietdance or her kits. She prayed to Starclan that they were safe already, or at least on their way to being so...



"Once I get you to safer grounds, I'll look for him," Aspenfall promised, nodding as he spoke. The one thing that was well known about the younger tom was that he stuck by promises, even small ones. Especially when they were surrounding his family. Without further conversation, he glanced ahead and started forward, fighting his way through the mud and using his shoulder that was supporting Feathermist to help get her through the tough barrier as well. His ears twitched at the sound of another cat practically swimming their way; Brackenleaf. He didn't know that the cat was non-binary - he really only stuck close Peachfuzz and his older littermates since he looked up to them so much - but he was grateful for the help nonetheless. "Here, can you make sure she gets to higher ground?" he asked, looking at Brackenleaf to make sure the cat understood. He then looked at Feathermist, touching his nose to her ear swiftly in a brief display of sibling affection. "I'll come search for you once I know everyone is safe. Quietdance is next on my list," he told her, nodding and meeting her gaze with his own.

CandyFlossCat

[Captain]

Lionpaw let her, lowering his own head and tucking her head under his chin. He listened to the words of his fellow apprentice, and felt sorrow strike his heart. She was traumatized. Never had he heard this tone from her, so small and terrified. Sure, the tom had been scared for Newtpaw, but he couldn't even begin to imagine how she was feeling. He did the best he could do with her at the moment - be there for her. He tried to be as comforting as he could, thought he knew that after that experience, it'd take more than a simple action to make her feel better. Perhaps some words would help.

His own voice was shaky as he spoke, both from the cold and the previous panic still waiting to wear completely off. "I-It's alright now, Newtpaw. I've got you, okay? I won't let you get hurt again. I promise." He knew it was stupid to maks that promise. No one could guarantee one's safety, no matter how much they wished to. But he wanted - needed - to make her feel more safe. He drew away and leaned down to her level, meeting her eyes. He saw fear. Terror. Another thing Lionpaw wasn't familiar with. A look he'd never seen from her. A look he never wanted tonsee in her eyes again.

He looked at the entrance, which they'd come out of before he'd halted. The water was getting closer to exiting, and he knew they had to get moving. Keeping as close as he could, even beginning to oress against her, he urged her forward once more, following their Clanmates. He let a few words slip from his mouth, his voice nearly quiet enough not to be heard.

"I've got you, NewtNewt. And I won't let you go."

Everything around the small apprentice seemed to just go by as a dulled, silent blur, as if time itself has been passing her by so quickly. Her paws shook underneath her body and she could feel her tightened grip on the blades of grass that were between her claws. She felt safe in Lionpaw’s embrace, her head enclosed under his chin and held against his chest, she could smell his scent and feel his fastened heart beating. His words, though shaky, were all that was processed through her train of thought at the moment and she clung onto each word as if she would give up on everything if she didn’t at the point in time. She panicked for a second when he pulled away, assuming that he would leave her like everyone else, but she was soon met eye-to-eye with him as he lowered his body to meet the smaller apprentice at her level of sight. His eyes made her feel calm, though there was terror and horror deep within her own.

Newtpaw followed his gaze, however, when he looked to the camp entrance and saw the water getting closer and closer to them. It made her eyes widen in pure horror and she almost bolted right then and there without even another thought. Lionpaw was pressed against her, even with both of them soaked in cold water, he was warm and comforting against her, which prevented her from making any rash decisions at this moment. He nudged her and she blankly raised to her paws, cats rushing past there in a blur as they fled into the hunting grounds. Newtpaw then began to walk, her paws feeling heavy, but seeming to move on her own as Lionpaw and her set off with their clan. His words soothed her ears and she knew that she could trust every word.

The mud was thick and sticky under her tiny paws as they raced along with the clan, her mind blank and her whole body still in shock from the whole experience, everything seemed to go past her without a reaction from the apprentice. She only reacted to Lionpaw and the words that he said to her the entire time as they fled, side by side, into the unknown with Shadowclan.

[judas]

{Would anyone help Dear Wildpaw? She can't use her back legs ;-;}
Rain poored down on her creme pelt. Blue eyes looking around in fear.
Was she going to die? Stuck on in the clearing with no one to help?! Daypaw already left, who could help her now? The Paralyzed cat sat in fear, her eyes watering. This hurt more than her spine breaking, way more. She was going to drown, no chance of fighting back. Her life over, before she could do anything about it. She had just gotten used to not using her back legs. Wildpaw cried,
trying to use her front paws to escape. She only slipped, falling face first in the mud. "Help! Someone!" She shivered, attempting to crawl forward more.
Her eyes burned, and she shook her head. Wildpaw, the once happy apprentice,
now grumpy, would die cold and alone. Why? Why? Why? "Help! Please!"

[Starfall]

[OPEN RP]
[Warning, offensive phrasing/beliefs below]

The young kit's normally white and gray pelt was turned brown with all the mud. She was standing on a rock in the clearing, looking around frantically for anyone to help her, as the water seemed to be too deep for her to walk through. "Momma!" she yelled, fear lacing her voice. The young kit didn't know what to do. She was too young to swim, and the mud caked her fur so she was hard to see in the storm. Was this her end? Was she to die before her life even began? No. That would not be her end. She gathered her strength, and jumped off her rock, heading toward what high ground she could see. It was difficult to keep her head above water, but she was succeeding. Well, sorta.. "Help!" she yowled as she felt her back paw get caught on something under the water.


The grey tom was following the others, his ears pricked and his eyes wide. He wasn't expecting this, was Starclan angry with them, if so why, what had they done? The chubby apprentice began to lag behind his other clanmates, his heavy breathing seemed to be drowned out by the roar of the rain and the thudding of paws against the ground. Through all of that noise one voice seemed to stand out to the young tom, a kit, a cry, a plea. The grey tom stopped dead I need his tracks and turned his head, looking for a kit in need, looking for anyone in need. His green optics widened when he spotted her, her head. Dustpaw grit his teeth and sprinted as fast as his chubby legs would take him (I'm so mean to my characters) his eyes were squinted and his ears were flat against his head as he ran against the rain. He stopped at the waters edge and without giving it much of a thought he slung himself into the water and began to swim, kicking his legs as strongly and as quickly as he could. He let out gasps and his head went under water a few times, but his green orbs blazed with determination. Once he was right next to the kit he bit her scruff and began to pull, hard enough that it may shake anything that's got a hold of her, but soft enough that he wouldnt end up hurting her too much.

Seafang the beast
The golden elder let out a few gasps as they tried to catch up with the group of cats who were evacuating, images of the legendary flood flashed in their mind with every pawstep. Upon hearing a cry for help Owlglow turned their head and spotted a tom, stuck and injured. They let out a huff and ran towards Redfeather, their sky blue optics blazed with fear. As soon as they were close enough they ducked under the warrior and quickly stood up again, making the russet colored tom fold over on their back. The elder turned and let out a few heavy breaths "I'm getting too old for this." they grumbled, stumbling a bit as they tripped over rocks and pebbles.

Fawn
[ :heartbounce: ]

The white molly just sat there and watched as the water rose, her green eyes were empty, cold. She sat there, her left hind leg out while her right was neatly tucked next to her, her black paws cracked with mud. She couldn't do it anymore, what more did Starclan want from her? First they rip away Nightkit as soon as she's born, next they let Lambkit get kidnapped, and now, just moments ago she watched as Slickkit drowned, she couldn't do it anymore. She flattened her ears and looked down at her paws, her green orbs became watery and danced with hatred and sorrow "What did I do to deserve this? Why do you have to take away everything from me? Does it make you happy to see me suffer?" she wailed, her face positioned up, staring straight up at the clouded sky. What more did they have to take before they could be satisfied?

alphypoin woly
[lol]

The golden tabby let out a grumble and bit down harder, hoping to coax...something out of the molly. The golden tom narrowed his eyes and turned his head slightly to get a look at her, the sight he saw made his blood boil. He spit the grasp he ad on her and snarled, his blue eyes blazed with anger. He hated cats like this, the ones who gave up when's things got bad, the ones who simply decided to leave it be the moment they realized that they weren't in control of their own fate anymore, he hated them. Morningpath gave Daypaw a look before he leaned closer to Marshfur, their whiskers almost touching "you see the water and you crumple, give up, stop functioning, pathetic!" he snapped, lifting his head a little "You're just going to die? Just like that? Let the waves swallow you up and eat your soul, sending you to the Stars above? Making you leave behind your friends? Making you leave behind your clan who needs you right now?" he snapped, not paying attention to the rising water. "I saw my parents lives get ripped away from me just like you! I saw my sisters corpse after she was murdered by loners! Do you see me trying to drown myself? Do you seem me dragging down other's with myself, down to the depths below?!" he barked, he didn't care if he was being rude, he didn't care I felt he was making a scene, he was going to save her, or he was going to die trying, literally. "I hate cats like you, killing yourself just because you can't handle what's happening around you, it's selfish." he spat, his eyes getting watery "You have two choices, you can either get up and evacuate with the rest of us, or, you can continue to drag you feet and not only kill yourself but kill me and possibly the medicine cat as well." he deadpaned, realizing now that the water was lapping at his paws.

[Leucos]

{Would anyone help Dear Wildpaw? She can't use her back legs ;-;}
Rain poored down on her creme pelt. Blue eyes looking around in fear.
Was she going to die? Stuck on in the clearing with no one to help?! Daypaw already left, who could help her now? The Paralyzed cat sat in fear, her eyes watering. This hurt more than her spine breaking, way more. She was going to drown, no chance of fighting back. Her life over, before she could do anything about it. She had just gotten used to not using her back legs. Wildpaw cried,
trying to use her front paws to escape. She only slipped, falling face first in the mud. "Help! Someone!" She shivered, attempting to crawl forward more.
Her eyes burned, and she shook her head. Wildpaw, the once happy apprentice,
now grumpy, would die cold and alone. Why? Why? Why? "Help! Please!"

Shortsoul spotted the apprentice and swam after her . The black and vitiligo she cat was close to her " grab on to my back ! And hurry! " she said not wanting another young life gone.

[wickedvirtues]

The tom nodded and held on to the she cats scruff tightly and did not let go. He still shiverd and looked helpless which was to his disappointment ' thank starclan some one answered me!' Redfeather thought and purred slightly . His fur was all messy and his tail was barely moving . He placed his paw on the she cats shoulder .

With the tom weighing her down, Needlescar struggled her way through the water before reaching the hill, dragging herself onto dry land. "You should be safe here." She mewed before swimming off to help anyone else who needed it.

[Brilliance]

Constellation Duststorm

Mothflower searched the camp for her family, eyes wide in panic. "Honeythistle!" She screamed, her long fur bushing up as much as it could while it was soaked. The dilute calico shivered, she was soaked to the core. "Honey! Help! Where are you?" She called again, fear racing through her. She couldn't leave camp until she found him, terrible thoughts racing through her mind. What if I never see him again? Please, come help me Honey! Mothflower felt the water rushing over her feet, slightly unbalancing her. Her face went under the water, and for a dreadful moment Mothflower thought she was going to die, until she pushed her paws with just enough strength to get to slightly higher ground.

The massive maine coon was scrouging the nursery. Thankfully, one of his siblings took Daturakit. She was small...incredibly small, and Honeythistle didn't want to lose her. After all, that was his first kit with Pearlstream. She would had been even more devastated if she lost their daughter. The tom searched around for all his kits. Sunrisedapple was there, she could hear her mother's frantic calls. ''Daddy! Hurry! Momma's worried!'' The she cat called, her own eyes holding flecks of sadness in them. S was truly scared, and even though her father told her repeatedly to join her mother's side and that he would be right there, she was still worried about him. Planted to her spot, unable to move. Honeythistle grabbed Twilightkit by her scruff. She was a small thing, wouldn't be able to survive with this much water rising. He quickly shoved Twilightkit to Sunrisedapple. ''Take your sister and go to your mother, Sunrise. I am serious.'' He told her, his green eyes flashing before he stumbled back into the nursery den. Sunrise gently picked up Twilightkit, and she obeyed her father, running as fast as her legs would carry her to her mother's side.

Honeythistle scanned the nursery, gently picking up Nightfallkit. The small tom fought in his father's jaws, but Honeythistle made sure he was okay, that he couldn't get away. His other mates and kits were out, and he knew he had to catch up with them. He prayed to Starclan that they all would be safe. Especially his newborn kits. The tom quickly left out the nursery den, and as he did so, he was accompanied by his son, Royalflash. The ginger tom gave his dad a brilliant smile. ''Having fun, eh? Finally something happens in Shadowclan! I'm outta here!'' He laughed. Honeythistle thought it was seriously something wrong with that son of his. Finally, he had two sons. Both handsome and healthy enough to continue on his legacy...yet, they both were immature and disappointing him. Honeythistle still loved them, but he had faith in Nightfallkit, that the young tom wouldn't turn out as rebellious.

The tom ran until he was caught up to his mate, seeing her drenched fur. With his kit still in his mouth, he turned his head to put the small tom on his back. ''Hold on, Nightfallkit.'' He nudged the tired kit with his nose, then he turned back to Mothflower. ''I think he inhaled too much water, but he'll be alright.'' Upon saying that, Nightfallkit had spluttered out water, and it made Honeythistle flinch for a moment. Sunrisedapple stayed close to her mother, her sister in her jaws as she awaited orders from her father.

''Let's catch up to the others before things gets worse.'' He told Mothflower before he started trekking on through the rain. But, one thought occurred in his mind. ''Where is my mother? I can't leave her behind! Did you see her anywhere?'' He turned his head briskly back towards Mothflower, a pleading look in his eyes. He didn't want to leave his mother behind. Never had he failed his family, and he wasn't going to do that today.

CandyFlossCat
Duststorm

[Leucos]

With the tom weighing her down, Needlescar struggled her way through the water before reaching the hill, dragging herself onto dry land. "You should be safe here." She mewed before swimming off to help anyone else who needed it.

The tom moewd loudly " t t thank you!! " he said and layer down .

[Captain]

He nodded at her reply. At least she was alright. As long as she was, it didn't matter how he felt. She pointed to the root and he immediately saw it. "I see it!" He told her. That was their best chance of safety right now. When she explained it he understood and looked at her. "You go. I'll be right behind you. I promise!"

The long-furred warrior nodded to his words, beginning to direct the branch towards the root as the two of them grew closer to their plan of getting to safety. Blackfrost waited the moment to strike, getting closer and closer to their target as her eyes fixed on the root. Then, she leapt out of the water, snagging the root with her claws and jaws snapping around it. The warrior clung onto it and could feel herself slipping into the deep mud, but she growled and dug her claws into the wall of mud and climbed while using the root as something to pull her up. She gripped the damped grass on the high ground, heaving herself up onto the safe area and then turning to look at Crowhawk. “Come on!” She called to him, “You can do this!”

[Charmer]

[CENTER][FONT="Book Antiqua"][SIZE="4"]"There's a spot of higher ground that I'm bringing you to, safe from the flooding, hopefully." Ebonymist paused, maneuvering carefully around a pair of cats rushing past her. "I'm sorry if you're hurting," She said, hearing a little of the pain in Lucky's voice. "Hopefully these wounds will heal well. I'm not a medicine cat, but perhaps the rain is good for washing out your wounds? I don't know, heh." Ebonymist tried to keep her tone cheerful, so that Lucky didn't begin to stress out. "We're almost there."

"Alright. I appreciate the lift," Lucky meowed, mirroring Echomist's cheerful tone. The warrior appeared confident enough in where they were going.

[rubinaito]

"Alright. I appreciate the lift," Lucky meowed, mirroring Echomist's cheerful tone. The warrior appeared confident enough in where they were going.
"Alright, we're here." Echoskip stated, climbing the rocks carefully. Setting Lucky down gently on a raised rock, she shook out her fur. "Will you be okay?"

[yummyluc]

woly
starfall

Marshfur's vision was blurry, she barely felt alive anymore, like she was floating. She felt herself stop, barely given a second before there was a mass of golden fur staring her in the face. It screamed at her, she knew it was, but she couldn't see, couldn't hear. She didn't care anymore. They could leave her, she wasn't trying to get them killed, but if they were trying to stay behind and save her, perhaps StarClan was trying to make them happy, too. Her face was deadpan, emotionless, watching the yellow tom shout at her. It was Morningpath. On any other day, she would have flinched and cried and apologised until her throat hurt, but she didn't hear any words, just reading the maw that shouted them. She was suddenly aware of the pain in her neck, the wounds on her legs that were scraped and bloody and covered in mud and debris. Suddenly she could feel the pain in her chest that felt like she was crying, and now she was so abruptly aware of the tears staining her fur. She still felt numb, her legs wouldn't move, but now she was suddenly acutely aware of what was happening.

And then there was noise, the noise so deafening it made her flinch. The sounds of the storm pounding down on the group of them, the cats clamouring and shouting around them. Daypaw dragging her in the water that was almost swallowing her. Morningpath. That's what she was suddenly focused on, the overpowering tom shouting in her face, now she was aware of what he was saying and she was flinching, she was reacting. She swallowed thickly, tasting dirt and filth caking her mouth. She blinked, breathing heavily. Had she always felt so exhausted? Her joints ached, and she weakly started to move, the bones popping as she did so, breaking away from Daypaw's grip, but finding herself stumbling as she tried to step forwards, her paws stinging so white hot more tears bubbled in her eyes just from that pain. Marshfur couldn't control her body, she kept trying to walk, but she felt so beaten, so sore.

She licked her maw, eyes half-lidded, she tried to speak, just a soft croak coming from her mouth, "I'm sorry..." She doubted anyone could hear it.

[Charmer]

[CENTER][FONT="Times New Roman"]Watching Ebonymist put Lucky on her back, Daypaw was slightly relived. They cared about Lucky more then theyd admit, having been the first one seeing her and saving her life, introducing her into the clans. The enby shook their head,"No Lucky, for right now I want you to make sure you dont reopen your injuries-" they were caught off with the sound of thunder. They spoke up over the loud sound of the rain pouring,"Im going to help Ebonymist walk you up to the high ground above the hill, youll be safe there."

Lucky smiled at Daypaw as they moved, grateful that the medicine cat was still there by her side. All the chaos surrounding the shecat was making her nervous enough, and having a familiar face around was a welcome comfort. "Sounds good to me," she replied simply. In spite of the medicine cat's prickly exterior, it was evident by the tenderness and concern in the cat's voice that she cared. Lucky closed her eyes, grateful to be in the care of such kind cats.

[Ainz Ooal Gown]

The long-furred warrior nodded to his words, beginning to direct the branch towards the root as the two of them grew closer to their plan of getting to safety. Blackfrost waited the moment to strike, getting closer and closer to their target as her eyes fixed on the root. Then, she leapt out of the water, snagging the root with her claws and jaws snapping around it. The warrior clung onto it and could feel herself slipping into the deep mud, but she growled and dug her claws into the wall of mud and climbed while using the root as something to pull her up. She gripped the damped grass on the high ground, heaving herself up onto the safe area and then turning to look at Crowhawk. “Come on!” She called to him, “You can do this!”
Crowhawk watched her, not moving until he was sure she had made it and was safe. Seeing she got to high ground safely, he crouched to jump, her words only giving him more incentive to join her. He jumped out, digging his claws deep into the root. "I got this." He told himself quietly and he pulled himself up higher until he was right next to Blackfrost. He was exhausted and completely drained of all his energy. But he stood up, struggling to keep on his paws. "We should keep going. Just to be sure." He gasped.

[wickedvirtues]

The massive maine coon was scrouging the nursery. Thankfully, one of his siblings took Daturakit. She was small...incredibly small, and Honeythistle didn't want to lose her. After all, that was his first kit with Pearlstream. She would had been even more devastated if she lost their daughter. The tom searched around for all his kits. Sunrisedapple was there, she could hear her mother's frantic calls. ''Daddy! Hurry! Momma's worried!'' The she cat called, her own eyes holding flecks of sadness in them. S was truly scared, and even though her father told her repeatedly to join her mother's side and that he would be right there, she was still worried about him. Planted to her spot, unable to move. Honeythistle grabbed Twilightkit by her scruff. She was a small thing, wouldn't be able to survive with this much water rising. He quickly shoved Twilightkit to Sunrisedapple. ''Take your sister and go to your mother, Sunrise. I am serious.'' He told her, his green eyes flashing before he stumbled back into the nursery den. Sunrise gently picked up Twilightkit, and she obeyed her father, running as fast as her legs would carry her to her mother's side.

Honeythistle scanned the nursery, gently picking up Nightfallkit. The small tom fought in his father's jaws, but Honeythistle made sure he was okay, that he couldn't get away. His other mates and kits were out, and he knew he had to catch up with them. He prayed to Starclan that they all would be safe. Especially his newborn kits. The tom quickly left out the nursery den, and as he did so, he was accompanied by his son, Royalflash. The ginger tom gave his dad a brilliant smile. ''Having fun, eh? Finally something happens in Shadowclan! I'm outta here!'' He laughed. Honeythistle thought it was seriously something wrong with that son of his. Finally, he had two sons. Both handsome and healthy enough to continue on his legacy...yet, they both were immature and disappointing him. Honeythistle still loved them, but he had faith in Nightfallkit, that the young tom wouldn't turn out as rebellious.

The tom ran until he was caught up to his mate, seeing her drenched fur. With his kit still in his mouth, he turned his head to put the small tom on his back. ''Hold on, Nightfallkit.'' He nudged the tired kit with his nose, then he turned back to Mothflower. ''I think he inhaled too much water, but he'll be alright.'' Upon saying that, Nightfallkit had spluttered out water, and it made Honeythistle flinch for a moment. Sunrisedapple stayed close to her mother, her sister in her jaws as she awaited orders from her father.

''Let's catch up to the others before things gets worse.'' He told Mothflower before he started trekking on through the rain. But, one thought occurred in his mind. ''Where is my mother? I can't leave her behind! Did you see her anywhere?'' He turned his head briskly back towards Mothflower, a pleading look in his eyes. He didn't want to leave his mother behind. Never had he failed his family, and he wasn't going to do that today.

CandyFlossCat
Duststorm



Twilightkit let out tiny mewls, her fur was clinging to her tiny body as she hung limp in Sunrisedapple's jaws. She was shivering slightly from the coldness of the water. The tiny kit was unsure of where she was going, or what was happening, she just wanted to be safe in the nest again. She let out tiny coughs once in awhile, and she mewled a bit louder. Twilightkit felt the warmth of other cats around her, slightly wiggling in Sunrisedapple's jaws and flailing her tiny limbs in sudden panic. She fluffed out her fur, trying to keep as warm as she could. The sudden flood was unknown to Twilightkit, all she knew was that she was cold, wet, and shivery. Her tiny limbs were still slightly flailing in the air, emitting tiny whimpers.

[Dust]

Duststorm
Daypaw eyed the warrior for a moment. They were hesitant because of their beliefs but that was something they needed to put aside right now. "Good," they said hastily. Acornfall was closest to the den, hed get him out first. The tom didnt have his whiskers fully healed and was still unsteady to walk. Daypaw turned to Acornfall for a moment,"Acornfall, theres an evacuation happening, me and Slatestone will be taking you to safety." the enby mewed. They needed to do this as quickly as possible in order t get all other cats out of their den.




Zero to Hero

Eyes wide in fear, the tom had himself backed in the corner of his nest, hackles raised as the pounding rain denched his pelt even through the entwined brambles of the den. His whole body was aching and cold, his ears pinned against the back of his head. Pounding. Caterwauls and screeching. It was overwhelming. Acornfall was shaking like a scared kit. When did I even start? It was clear that he was checking out. Wait, Daypaw? Slowly, Acornfall lifted his eyes to look at the medicine cat. They were saying something. Evacuation? Everything felt like it was moving in slow motion, but gingerly the elder rose to his paws and scampered over to the younger cat.

Letting his mouth fall open, Acornfall took in the chaos that was the camp ground. Flooding waters, pieces of dens getting swept away, screeching clan mates. It was so much to take in. He felt like crying. Really, it was impossible for the tom to tell if he was even crying with the way his pelt was drenched. Looking over to Slatestone, then Daypaw, Acornfall stumbled through the mud and pressed himself up against the warrior. His whiskers weren't healed, so one wrong move and the cat could find himself swept away in the waters. Luckily the warrior he had clung to looked strong enough to help him out. Voice coarse, Acornfall turned to Daypaw, "Please be careful getting out!"

[Role]

Role

Amberstorm trudged through the rain, her tortoiseshell pelt thoroughly coated with mud. She had just returned from hunting to find floodwaters rising at an alarming rate in camp, and she now shook from the cold water that had infiltrated her fur. Her narrowed amber eyes scanned over her Clanmates, looking for any stragglers. She quickly spotted Whitestep and her kits and rushed to their aid. The dappled she-cat gave no warning as she scooped up Owlkit and Berrykit. "Hurry!" Amberstorm yowled around the two bundles. "Grab your other kits and follow me!"
Whitestep's expression grew determined. She nudged Willowkit forward as she picked up Hollykit. Owlkit and Berrykit willingly let themselves be carried, despite their determined attitude. Willowkit was slowing. Whitestep sat Hollykit down and picked up both kits. She gave Amberstorm a grateful look as she trotted with the warrior. Hollykit's eyes opened, but squeezed shut as soon as a blinding flash of lightning sped down. Whitestep began to speed up.
(Sorry it's short :"3)

[wickedvirtues]

"You're probably right... besides, even if I didn't hav kits, my parents wouldn't be very happy with me going out to save warriors. After all, that is a 'tom's job'." Echoskip scoffed, before shaking her head. "I don't get them. But enough talk about that, we're almost there."
Moonsplash rolled her eyes. "They need to understand us she-cats are just as strong!" She spat, looking at the tiny kit. "We're almost to dry land" she promised it before seeing the land. Helping her mate up first, Moonsplash heaved herself onto the shore, stumbling as her fur was drenched and pulling her down. "W-We made it!" She purred, eyes filled with pride.

[rubinaito]

Teza CandyFlossCat

"Alright, you're safe now little one." Echoskip said softly, nudging the tiny kitten closer to her to help warm her up. She smiled up at Moonsplash, licking her nose gently with a giggle. "Oh, I love you Splashie~!" She purred, calling Moonsplash by her nickname. Turning to the kit, she began grooming the poor thing, running her tongue over it's muddy pelt and cleaning it off. Spitting a glob of mud to the side, Echoskip continued her little grooming session of the tiny kitten.

[wickedvirtues]

Teza CandyFlossCat

"Alright, you're safe now little one." Echoskip said softly, nudging the tiny kitten closer to her to help warm her up. She smiled up at Moonsplash, licking her nose gently with a giggle. "Oh, I love you Splashie~!" She purred, calling Moonsplash by her nickname. Turning to the kit, she began grooming the poor thing, running her tongue over it's muddy pelt and cleaning it off. Spitting a glob of mud to the side, Echoskip continued her little grooming session of the tiny kitten.

Moonsplash smiled at the kit, gazing at the camp. "Well, that's not good.." she murmured, the understatement of the moon. She purred, curling up besides her mate. "I love you too, Echo" she smiled, looking down at the kit. "I hope it's parents made it out of the flood.." she sighed, hoping they'd show up to find their kit. She fluffed out her pelt, helping to warm the kit as she gazed at the flood. "Where will we go? ThunderClan and WindClan are at war and SkyClan is too far off. That leaves.. RiverClan." She concluded, blinking.

[AnayaDusksong]

Role
((It's fine~ :33))

Amberstorm nodded to the queen and began to search for higher ground nearby so that Whitestep wouldn't have to go so far. Unfortunately, rain clouded her vision, falling in thick sheets. Growling, Amberstorm simply made for the camp entrance. "The rain's coming down too hard for me to see anything here -- we'll have to leave camp and find higher ground out there so that we can wait for Goldeneye's next instruction. I'm assuming it won't be long before we leave for better shelter. Do you think you can hold out that long, Whitestep?" As she spoke the kits she held slipped and she constantly paused, having to readjust her grip over and over.

[graves]

woly
starfall

Marshfur's vision was blurry, she barely felt alive anymore, like she was floating. She felt herself stop, barely given a second before there was a mass of golden fur staring her in the face. It screamed at her, she knew it was, but she couldn't see, couldn't hear. She didn't care anymore. They could leave her, she wasn't trying to get them killed, but if they were trying to stay behind and save her, perhaps StarClan was trying to make them happy, too. Her face was deadpan, emotionless, watching the yellow tom shout at her. It was Morningpath. On any other day, she would have flinched and cried and apologised until her throat hurt, but she didn't hear any words, just reading the maw that shouted them. She was suddenly aware of the pain in her neck, the wounds on her legs that were scraped and bloody and covered in mud and debris. Suddenly she could feel the pain in her chest that felt like she was crying, and now she was so abruptly aware of the tears staining her fur. She still felt numb, her legs wouldn't move, but now she was suddenly acutely aware of what was happening.

And then there was noise, the noise so deafening it made her flinch. The sounds of the storm pounding down on the group of them, the cats clamouring and shouting around them. Daypaw dragging her in the water that was almost swallowing her. Morningpath. That's what she was suddenly focused on, the overpowering tom shouting in her face, now she was aware of what he was saying and she was flinching, she was reacting. She swallowed thickly, tasting dirt and filth caking her mouth. She blinked, breathing heavily. Had she always felt so exhausted? Her joints ached, and she weakly started to move, the bones popping as she did so, breaking away from Daypaw's grip, but finding herself stumbling as she tried to step forwards, her paws stinging so white hot more tears bubbled in her eyes just from that pain. Marshfur couldn't control her body, she kept trying to walk, but she felt so beaten, so sore.

She licked her maw, eyes half-lidded, she tried to speak, just a soft croak coming from her mouth, "I'm sorry..." She doubted anyone could hear it.
starfall
As Mashfur wiggled her way out of their grip they turned to face her. Just by the way the molly stood they could tell something was wrong. Herbs calculated in their mind, what needed to be treated, what needed to be cleaned, what needed to be healed. But they would do no healing if she didnt live. They whipped around to turn to Morningpath in a furious snarl. They didnt care if they were a warrior, Daypaw faced them with authority,"Instead of taunting a cat, how about you put your mouth to better uses!" their eyes were in slits. Couldnt the tom see that there were a more mature way of handling things? That their camp was rising higher and higher in water and while Daypaw was trying to carry her, Morningpath was simply screaming at her. Daypaw dug their claws into the muddy ground. "Cats are dying around you and all you want to do it yell," the enby hiss, fur fluffing out despite the rain pouring over head. Sure, this shecat was difficult. But every life deserved to be saved. Every life held something. Maybe she was scared. Maybe she didnt want to be saved. Cats werent suppose to play with their lives like they are god. "Now help me carry her to the top of that hill before all of us die."
Lucky smiled at Daypaw as they moved, grateful that the medicine cat was still there by her side. All the chaos surrounding the shecat was making her nervous enough, and having a familiar face around was a welcome comfort. "Sounds good to me," she replied simply. In spite of the medicine cat's prickly exterior, it was evident by the tenderness and concern in the cat's voice that she cared. Lucky closed her eyes, grateful to be in the care of such kind cats.
Rubinaito
Daypaw smiled. They would be by the side of Lucky till they made sure she was at the top of that hill. She was in a new place, new cats, new life. There were ringing in their ears of the screams of terror, watching cats struggle to keep up right in the current of the water, the thunder boomed over head in a furious roar. It was something Daypaw was used to, its why they were so calm. It was something they faced every day in their nightmares, they knew how to handle this. "Ebonyfrost, are you sure you can carry her up the hill? It looks muddy and unsafe."

[Brilliance]

Spiderlegs perked her ears and turned her head at the tom who had ran into her. She strained to hear what he was saying over the fleeing cats around them. She then frowned as she heard what he had to say. "Oh..." She said simply. "Then I suppose I need to leave," she said without much feeling in her voice. There was rushing water around the pair and thick, sticky mud. With her lame leg, Spiderlegs was unsure if she would make it out. However, she knew she had to try. The smaller warrior turned around and took a leap into the open, but her paws got stuck. The mud was up to her mind leg region. As she sloshed around trying to make it to the higher ground all the other cats were going to, she looked at the tom who seemed to have an attitude at that moment. She saw he was fleeing like a scared little kit, which made her chuckle a bit. She eventually made it to an incline, but water and mud slid down the hill, which blocked her path. Spiderlegs took a leap, but her leg got caught, so her body just plopped only a few inches from her previous spot. She began to drag herself up the hill as mud and water filled her eyes and ears. She coughed for breath as she continued, but she only had one back leg to push herself with, and it wasn't even her dominant leg in the first place. Spiderlegs prayed to star clan that she would make it because surely she had a higher purpose than this.

Grizzlyprint was ready to get out of there. He was ready to evacuate out the area. Not caring who made it or not, but as the tom looked back once more, he didn't notice the she cat had a disability. A lame leg, and it made his heart twist for a moment. Everyone was gonna drown. She wasn't going to move fast enough--to save her life, and he meant that literally. The tom looked around. Back and forth, contemplating...thinking. If he left her there, he might feel guilty that every cat was panicking and moving forward, yet she was facing a near death situation. The tom was about to turn and run. Even if he didn't admit it, he was quite the selfish one. He was ready to leave out there, get somewhere dry...safe, but then, he turned back around. The downpour was heavy on his eyes, but he trudged back towards the feline. ''Hey!'' He called down to her, swallowing a large lump that was held in his throat. In all honesty, he was scared. Very scared of dying, but he also didn't want to feel guilty that he left someone behind. Who clearly couldn't save themselves. Who clearly needed help, so he jumped down, using his nose to nudged her flank, so that she would get up. ''Come on. I'll...help you.'' He sounded reluctant, as if he were scared to do so. ''Just...''He bent down, crouching into a hunting position. ''Get on my back! I'll run us up ahead!'' He told her. He just hoped that she wouldn't leave him hanging.

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{Open}
''Feather!'' Quietdance yelled, his deep voice echoing around him. ''Ambercrackle! Ashpaw! Creampaw!'' He was worried about his mate and kits. He didn't think the rain would cause their entire camp to flood. It scared him. It worried him. He had a pregnant mate that he left, and on top of that his daughter was pregnant! And, he didn't know where his sons were, but he was worried that they might have drowned. Quietdance always acted on impulse. If one of his loved ones were out there, the tom would had stayed until he found proof whether they were dead or alive. His fur was drenched, and he was cold since he didn't have a thick pelt. Oh no, his pelt was sleek and smooth, but the water kept hitting down on him. ''Feather!'' He spluttered, looking around as he tried to spot his mate. Scenting her was far from possible with so many of the wet pelts around him. Cats were in panic. They were grieving. They were scared. And, truth be told, Quietdance was also scared. Scared beyond matters that he might have lost one of his loved ones. He trekked on, going the opposite way of the yowling cats. He continued to go through the camp. Possibly, others around him thought he was crazy, but he wanted to see if his family was there. The rain was pounding, and the water was going high, but Quietdance never gave up. As long as he knew his kits and mate were safe. He would had never forgave himself if he lost them. Yes, he was a much older tom, but as long as he still had the strength, he refused to give up.

[doghouse]

(Open 1)
Mintpaw scampered from the apprentice den quickly, and tried to run to higher ground. The problem was, he hadn't expected the water to already be the high, so he sunk down into the muddy waters with a startled yelp. He trashed his paws, the water instantly getting soaked until his thick pelt, making it feel heavy even as he was still under the water. He was able to touch the loose ground with his claws, slowly making his way to higher ground while making sure to keep his face above the water.
Now, he was one to only think of himself and in the situation it seemed if he stopped he wouldn't last long, but he just couldn't help but worry what would happen to the kits and the elders. He had only recently gotten out of the nursery and he was having a really hard time with this, so the kits can't be doing very well either. And the elders were frail and stiff, they'd need help. After thinking, he had decided. He opened his mouth and shouted best he could over the sounds of rain and everything "Anyone need he-!" He wasn't able to finish, as something unexpectedly caught his paw and his whole body went under the muddy water. He yelpped, water filling his mouth and he tried to get on his feet again.
Northernpaw stared wide eyed at the waters pooling around his paws. There was no escaping, and it was fear that made his soaked pelt prickle as he stood in shock as the flood rose. He hated water, though he was an excellent swimmer, but rivers churned up painful memories of things he wanted to keep a secret. He tried to climb up the bank, his long legs proving useful as he slipped in the deep mud, a loud clap of thunder rolling overhead. The large apprentice jumped, and slipped back, falling into the waters that now covered a large portion of camp, but managed to keep his head above the churning murky depths. His breath came out in ragged gasps,occasionally broken by a choked cough as water filled his mouth and nostrils, but never for long. He stretched out his paws, each equipped with a thin membrane stretched between them, common among cats of his heritage. Northernpaw pushed forwards and clambered back on to the muddy slope, praying to StarClan that he would make it. He stared around, then saw a fellow apprentice suddenly fall in and disappear. Shaking rain from his face, the ShadowClan tom leaped, jumping in after the other and diving down, searching frantically, trying to find the other and drag them out by the scruff, but already, his lungs burned, screaming for air.

[rubinaito]

Moonsplash smiled at the kit, gazing at the camp. "Well, that's not good.." she murmured, the understatement of the moon. She purred, curling up besides her mate. "I love you too, Echo" she smiled, looking down at the kit. "I hope it's parents made it out of the flood.." she sighed, hoping they'd show up to find their kit. She fluffed out her pelt, helping to warm the kit as she gazed at the flood. "Where will we go? ThunderClan and WindClan are at war and SkyClan is too far off. That leaves.. RiverClan." She concluded, blinking.
"RiverClan..." Echoskip sighed. "Looks like Halestar and Goldeneye will have to postpone their plans of attack, won't they?" She chuckled dryly, looking up at the rain. "Maybe this storm is a blessing in disguise by StarClan, if it can help RiverClan and ShadowClan bond rather than fight like WindClan and ThunderClan." She said, leaning her head against Moonsplash's and giving her an affectionate nuzzle before resuming her grooming of the kit. "After all... we don't need anymore conflict. I think Snowstar and Blazingstar have that covered." She joked.

[goddess of ducks]

So apparently floods were a common thing for the Clan. At least, so she thought. This was the second flood the dappled Angora had experienced in her time with Shadowclan. Smokeblossom leapt from the camp, avoiding a stream of water trickling in. Her pelt was soaked from all the splashing and what not. Unfortunately the heavy wet fur was weighing her down. In her flee for safety, she managed a glance to the side to see a gray and black dappled she kit dangling from a tree limb. Making her way over to the kit, she grabbed the kit, whom she knew to be Galaxykit.

The kit, who had fled and gotten stick was grateful for the assist, and glad it was a kind feline. Galaxykit called out a cry of thanks, but it was never heard, she just swung from the Warriors jaws, hoping that the duo would stay safe.

[open]

[Mayflower]

Blackblaze heard the deputy's words and nearly yowled, his legs already taking him to the nursery. He rushed in and padded up to his pregnant mate, urgently helping her up. "Come on, we need to get you to safety! I'm going to send you with another warrior and then get Desertpaw and other kits!" The tom panted, eyes darting around as he watched Shadowclan's home be nearly destroyed. "Sandy, please, come on."
Slash-GNR

[rubinaito]

starfall
As Mashfur wiggled her way out of their grip they turned to face her. Just by the way the molly stood they could tell something was wrong. Herbs calculated in their mind, what needed to be treated, what needed to be cleaned, what needed to be healed. But they would do no healing if she didnt live. They whipped around to turn to Morningpath in a furious snarl. They didnt care if they were a warrior, Daypaw faced them with authority,"Instead of taunting a cat, how about you put your mouth to better uses!" their eyes were in slits. Couldnt the tom see that there were a more mature way of handling things? That their camp was rising higher and higher in water and while Daypaw was trying to carry her, Morningpath was simply screaming at her. Daypaw dug their claws into the muddy ground. "Cats are dying around you and all you want to do it yell," the enby hiss, fur fluffing out despite the rain pouring over head. Sure, this shecat was difficult. But every life deserved to be saved. Every life held something. Maybe she was scared. Maybe she didnt want to be saved. Cats werent suppose to play with their lives like they are god. "Now help me carry her to the top of that hill before all of us die."

Rubinaito
Daypaw smiled. They would be by the side of Lucky till they made sure she was at the top of that hill. She was in a new place, new cats, new life. There were ringing in their ears of the screams of terror, watching cats struggle to keep up right in the current of the water, the thunder boomed over head in a furious roar. It was something Daypaw was used to, its why they were so calm. It was something they faced every day in their nightmares, they knew how to handle this. "Ebonyfrost, are you sure you can carry her up the hill? It looks muddy and unsafe."

"I'm sure, Daypaw." Ebonymist responded with a smile. "Don't worry. I'm the strongest cat out there!" She puffed out her chest, trying to lighten the mood with a well-placed jest. "Go make sure the others are all right, Daypaw." She said softly to the medicine cat, her eyes studying theirs. "I have this covered." She smiled, and began walking up the hill, keeping at a slow, careful pace.

[wickedvirtues]

"RiverClan..." Echoskip sighed. "Looks like Halestar and Goldeneye will have to postpone their plans of attack, won't they?" She chuckled dryly, looking up at the rain. "Maybe this storm is a blessing in disguise by StarClan, if it can help RiverClan and ShadowClan bond rather than fight like WindClan and ThunderClan." She said, leaning her head against Moonsplash's and giving her an affectionate nuzzle before resuming her grooming of the kit. "After all... we don't need anymore conflict. I think Snowstar and Blazingstar have that covered." She joked.

"Yeah, but perhaps that's good." She mewed, resting her head on Echoskip's shoulder. Moonsplash had always hated conflict, but she was sure some cats would be upset about staying with RiverClan. "Maybe, they work in odd ways" she chuckled, gazing at the rain with a mix of wonder and sadness in her eyes. "But who knows how long it'll take to rebuild camp again?" She mewed, her tail swaying. She rolled her eyes. "I wonder how that'll turn out." She mewed, fluffing out her pelt again to warm the tiny bundle.

[Starfall]

[Open]

Startled away by the sudden downpour of rain, Redpaw quickly scooted out of the apprentices den right as the roof collapsed in. Her eyes widened with panic, her heart hammering against her chest as she spun around quickly. She quickly took note of the utter chaos that had erupted like waves among her Clanmates, yowls and cries echoing up into their dark surroundings. The young she-cat couldn't spot any of her friends, or her mentor, and terror quickly took ahold of her. She was frozen, fur fluffed up and claws unsheathed as if prepared to take on an enemy that was simply invisible to every other cat. The mud clung to every inch of her pelt, weighing her down as if there was a physical threat facing her. After a few moments, the dark furred tabby managed to snap herself out of the catatonic state, leaping out of the place where she had been standing - and slowly had started to sink.

"Appledash? Lemontuft?" she called, her shrill voice barely reaching an audible tone as the landslide continued all around her. Of course, no voice met her as an answer, and shiver passed down her spine as she kept moving, trying to keep her paws from slipping in the sticky brown sludge. Her adoptive mother and mentor were nowhere to be found as her gaze swept the clearing, and the apprentice continued to weave in an out of the evacuating cats, searching for just one familiar face in the sea of terrified bodies.

The golden tabby looked around, scanning the mess they used to call a clearing, looking for atleast one of his family members. His face was calm and his gaze was soft, he seemed as though his wits were about him, and they were, on the outside. On the inside, on the other hand, he was freaking out, he wanted to cry out for his brother, his sister, his mother, his father, anyone, someone, he was terrified but he knew better than to just get up and scurry away. He knew that I felt there was panic, there were going to atleast a few injuries caused buy such panic, and he needed to make sure he want only the cause of such injuries to his clanmates but also that no harm came to him himself. Upon looking for his family Blazingsky spotted a stiff, terrified looking apprentice. The warrior weaved his way through the cats and swiftly made his way to Redpaw. His fur brushed hers and he guided the young molly through the sea of cats, his tail resting on her flank "Calm down." he said softly, his gaze flicked over to her before it refocused back to the space in front of him. He knew that his words would just go in one ear and no out the other but he noticed that even though they ignore it or get angry at him whenever he tells it to someone they do slightly calm themselves. He looked down at Redpaw and gave her a soft smile "During times like this it's best to keep your wits about you." he said "I saw you searching the crowd...looking for someone you know? Me too...do you mind if we look together?" he asked, hoping that he didn't sound cocky. The golden warrior turned his soft gaze back to the front and became very aware of his paw steps, realizing that twigs and pebbles began to float past. He grimaced and flicked his ear, hoping that he wouldn't make a fool of himself, but, sadly, the moment he had prayed to Starclan it wouldn't happen, it did. The tom let out a squeak as he tripped over a thick twig and fell face first into the mud, the wet soil cracked his muzzle, the lower half of his body, and now a bit of his back as well. He picked himself up and stuck out his tongue, holding up his paw in the process "Of course." he grumbled, and he had hoped it was going to be sunny today.

[217]

starfall
[sorry it was late!]
The large, fluffy brown tabby was rushing around, silently helping those who stumbled or needed help. He even handed a few kits off to passing warriors. He may not be social, but he couldn't just not help. He loved all of his Clanmates whether they knew it or not, and wouldn't be able to forgive himself if someone ended uo dying when he could've helped them. As he was hurrying around making his way toward the camp's exit, he notices a white she-cat just sitting there, yowling at the sky. A terrible thought struck his mind that she could've lost a kit, family member, or friend. He couldn't just let her sit there. He headed her way as quickly as he could without knocking anyone over, and halted as he reached her. "What are you doing? You've got to get out!" It wasn't often that you'd hear excitement of any kind in Bearblaze's voice, but right now was certainly an exception.

The Little Robin
As they ran through the flurry of fleeing cats, the entire situation seemed to turn to slow motion. Lionpaw couldn't believe this happened. What if he hadn't made it to Newtpaw? What if she.... No. He couldn't think like that. What mattered was he did get to her. And now she was safe, and he was by her side, which he wouldn't be leaving for quite awhile. He couldn't think like he'd just been. He couldn't bare to. Even though he hadn't known her for too long, he cared about her immensely; he couldn't think of what he'd do if he were to lose her.

"You good, Newt?" He asked, concern thick in his voice. He wanted to make sure she was alright going this quickly, or if she needed to catch her breath. He knew fhe experience had been beyond traumatizing. Lionpaw couldn't even begin to understand the emotions she must be feeling. Even the emotions he could see in her gaze were unsettling to the tom himself.

[rubinaito]

"Yeah, but perhaps that's good." She mewed, resting her head on Echoskip's shoulder. Moonsplash had always hated conflict, but she was sure some cats would be upset about staying with RiverClan. "Maybe, they work in odd ways" she chuckled, gazing at the rain with a mix of wonder and sadness in her eyes. "But who knows how long it'll take to rebuild camp again?" She mewed, her tail swaying. She rolled her eyes. "I wonder how that'll turn out." She mewed, fluffing out her pelt again to warm the tiny bundle.
"My parents will be furious," Echoskip giggled. "They'll rattle their old bones and complain about sharing the space with a bunch of otters." She licked Moonsplash's nose again, eyes bright and sparkling. "It wouldn't be terrible. Geckoleaf is very experienced, and with Daypaw alongside her I don't have to worry about my kits being born in all this mud." She stuck out her tongue. "Although, Ebonymist's father lives in RiverClan... I wonder how she'll feel about having to talk to him again. She avoids the Gatherings like they're the plague because she worries about meeting her father." Echoskip mused, finished with grooming the small kit and now just licking her fur to keep her warm. Her eyes landed on the same cat she had just spoken of, climbing up the hill with Lucky on her back and helping Daypaw with getting their patients out of the den. Echoskip admired Ebonymist a great deal- the RiverClan warrior was brave and didn't hesitate to help others. They were alike, in a way. They both had a bit of a fiery temper, yet were gentle and caring when it was needed. Watching the orange and black cat struggle to keep her balance and keep Lucky from spilling onto the ground, Echoskip smiled. Cats like her continued to prove her parents and siblings wrong.

[Role]

Role
((It's fine~ :33))

Amberstorm nodded to the queen and began to search for higher ground nearby so that Whitestep wouldn't have to go so far. Unfortunately, rain clouded her vision, falling in thick sheets. Growling, Amberstorm simply made for the camp entrance. "The rain's coming down too hard for me to see anything here -- we'll have to leave camp and find higher ground out there so that we can wait for Goldeneye's next instruction. I'm assuming it won't be long before we leave for better shelter. Do you think you can hold out that long, Whitestep?" As she spoke the kits she held slipped and she constantly paused, having to readjust her grip over and over.
Whitestep shivered at the cold rain. "I'm not so much as worried about me as I am my kits," she replied. "Owlkit, Willowkit, Berrykit, can you walk?" Owlkit attempted to puff out her chest, and nod. Willowkit and Berrykit wiggled around. "Were almost six moons old! We can keep going," they exclaimed in unison. Whitestep nodded and sat Willowkit down. "Stay close," she told her kits. Willowkit nodded. Hollykit stirred. "I can walk too," he murmured. "Hollykit," Whitestep breathed in relief. Setting her kit down she licked him furiously. "Stay close kits," she repeated and trotted forward.

[Starfall]

woly
starfall

Marshfur's vision was blurry, she barely felt alive anymore, like she was floating. She felt herself stop, barely given a second before there was a mass of golden fur staring her in the face. It screamed at her, she knew it was, but she couldn't see, couldn't hear. She didn't care anymore. They could leave her, she wasn't trying to get them killed, but if they were trying to stay behind and save her, perhaps StarClan was trying to make them happy, too. Her face was deadpan, emotionless, watching the yellow tom shout at her. It was Morningpath. On any other day, she would have flinched and cried and apologised until her throat hurt, but she didn't hear any words, just reading the maw that shouted them. She was suddenly aware of the pain in her neck, the wounds on her legs that were scraped and bloody and covered in mud and debris. Suddenly she could feel the pain in her chest that felt like she was crying, and now she was so abruptly aware of the tears staining her fur. She still felt numb, her legs wouldn't move, but now she was suddenly acutely aware of what was happening.

And then there was noise, the noise so deafening it made her flinch. The sounds of the storm pounding down on the group of them, the cats clamouring and shouting around them. Daypaw dragging her in the water that was almost swallowing her. Morningpath. That's what she was suddenly focused on, the overpowering tom shouting in her face, now she was aware of what he was saying and she was flinching, she was reacting. She swallowed thickly, tasting dirt and filth caking her mouth. She blinked, breathing heavily. Had she always felt so exhausted? Her joints ached, and she weakly started to move, the bones popping as she did so, breaking away from Daypaw's grip, but finding herself stumbling as she tried to step forwards, her paws stinging so white hot more tears bubbled in her eyes just from that pain. Marshfur couldn't control her body, she kept trying to walk, but she felt so beaten, so sore.

She licked her maw, eyes half-lidded, she tried to speak, just a soft croak coming from her mouth, "I'm sorry..." She doubted anyone could hear it.
starfall
As Mashfur wiggled her way out of their grip they turned to face her. Just by the way the molly stood they could tell something was wrong. Herbs calculated in their mind, what needed to be treated, what needed to be cleaned, what needed to be healed. But they would do no healing if she didnt live. They whipped around to turn to Morningpath in a furious snarl. They didnt care if they were a warrior, Daypaw faced them with authority,"Instead of taunting a cat, how about you put your mouth to better uses!" their eyes were in slits. Couldnt the tom see that there were a more mature way of handling things? That their camp was rising higher and higher in water and while Daypaw was trying to carry her, Morningpath was simply screaming at her. Daypaw dug their claws into the muddy ground. "Cats are dying around you and all you want to do it yell," the enby hiss, fur fluffing out despite the rain pouring over head. Sure, this shecat was difficult. But every life deserved to be saved. Every life held something. Maybe she was scared. Maybe she didnt want to be saved. Cats werent suppose to play with their lives like they are god. "Now help me carry her to the top of that hill before all of us die."

The golden warrior smirked once he saw the color come back to her eyes, once he saw her flinch, once he saw her cry. Of course he felt an accuse sense of guilt after he saw her tear up, but he was elated, she had feelings again, she wasn't as numb as she was before. He then turned his attention to the medicine cat, his sky blue orbs flickered with anger "Sometimes taunting helps more than you may think." he stated simply, his tail flicking behind him. "And I can say the same to you, you're not doing anything but yelling right know too." he sniffed. It annoyed him that the younger cat thought they knew best, it hadn't been the first time he had dealt with something like this, Warriors trying to kill themselves when the going hit rough. He knew how to knock them out of the numbness they felt, out of the nothingness they let swallow them whole. He smiled softly as he saw Marshfur star stumbling up the hill on her own, he was about to follow her, but instead of bolting up there and supporting her he gave Daypaw a deadpan look, no anger, no hatred, no remorse, no sadness, joy, depression, courage, none of that, his blue orbs were lifeless, except, with the faint flicker of a challenge "Untill you know how to stop a dead cat from dying, I suggest you leave it to someone who knows." he stated simply. He then motioned for the medicine cat to go ahead of him, wishing for the young tabby to get to safety. He then followed the two and leaned up against the spotted warrior on the opposite side of the golden colored tabby, his ears flat against his head. He hadn't expected the medicine cat to get what he said, very few do, only those who had experienced what he had would understand what he had meant.

Morningpath then gave the molly a soft smile "I forgive you." he said quietly.

[wickedvirtues]

"My parents will be furious," Echoskip giggled. "They'll rattle their old bones and complain about sharing the space with a bunch of otters." She licked Moonsplash's nose again, eyes bright and sparkling. "It wouldn't be terrible. Geckoleaf is very experienced, and with Daypaw alongside her I don't have to worry about my kits being born in all this mud." She stuck out her tongue. "Although, Ebonymist's father lives in RiverClan... I wonder how she'll feel about having to talk to him again. She avoids the Gatherings like they're the plague because she worries about meeting her father." Echoskip mused, finished with grooming the small kit and now just licking her fur to keep her warm. Her eyes landed on the same cat she had just spoken of, climbing up the hill with Lucky on her back and helping Daypaw with getting their patients out of the den. Echoskip admired Ebonymist a great deal- the RiverClan warrior was brave and didn't hesitate to help others. They were alike, in a way. They both had a bit of a fiery temper, yet were gentle and caring when it was needed. Watching the orange and black cat struggle to keep her balance and keep Lucky from spilling onto the ground, Echoskip smiled. Cats like her continued to prove her parents and siblings wrong.
"They're furious about everything out of their beliefs." Moonsplash snorted, her tail flicking. "I don't doubt it." She giggled, glad they weren't around. Moonsplash purred, returning the little gesture. Her eyes glittered as she purred at Echoskip. "Yes, I know some kind RiverClan warriors, and they are." She purred, nuzzling the she-cat. "They'll be beautiful" she cooed, a shine in her eyes. "Oh, I can't imagine having a parent in another Clan, it must be tough for her." Moonsplash said sympathetically, wondering if her mother was in.. ThunderClan or something. "She's strong, i'm sure she'll be okay" she intertwined her tail with Echoskip's, glancing at the kit. "Now we need to find the parents." She mewed, scanning the area around them. She spotted Ebonymist, flicking her ear. "Need any help?" She asked, tilting her head slightly. The terrain was a bit muddy, and besides from sitting with her mate nothing amazing was going on. She took a step towards them, ears pricked. She liked that this wasn't being taken over by a tom.

[Dust]

Constellation Duststorm

Mothflower searched the camp for her family, eyes wide in panic. "Honeythistle!" She screamed, her long fur bushing up as much as it could while it was soaked. The dilute calico shivered, she was soaked to the core. "Honey! Help! Where are you?" She called again, fear racing through her. She couldn't leave camp until she found him, terrible thoughts racing through her mind. What if I never see him again? Please, come help me Honey! Mothflower felt the water rushing over her feet, slightly unbalancing her. Her face went under the water, and for a dreadful moment Mothflower thought she was going to die, until she pushed her paws with just enough strength to get to slightly higher ground.


The massive maine coon was scrouging the nursery. Thankfully, one of his siblings took Daturakit. She was small...incredibly small, and Honeythistle didn't want to lose her. After all, that was his first kit with Pearlstream. She would had been even more devastated if she lost their daughter. The tom searched around for all his kits. Sunrisedapple was there, she could hear her mother's frantic calls. ''Daddy! Hurry! Momma's worried!'' The she cat called, her own eyes holding flecks of sadness in them. S was truly scared, and even though her father told her repeatedly to join her mother's side and that he would be right there, she was still worried about him. Planted to her spot, unable to move. Honeythistle grabbed Twilightkit by her scruff. She was a small thing, wouldn't be able to survive with this much water rising. He quickly shoved Twilightkit to Sunrisedapple. ''Take your sister and go to your mother, Sunrise. I am serious.'' He told her, his green eyes flashing before he stumbled back into the nursery den. Sunrise gently picked up Twilightkit, and she obeyed her father, running as fast as her legs would carry her to her mother's side.

Honeythistle scanned the nursery, gently picking up Nightfallkit. The small tom fought in his father's jaws, but Honeythistle made sure he was okay, that he couldn't get away. His other mates and kits were out, and he knew he had to catch up with them. He prayed to Starclan that they all would be safe. Especially his newborn kits. The tom quickly left out the nursery den, and as he did so, he was accompanied by his son, Royalflash. The ginger tom gave his dad a brilliant smile. ''Having fun, eh? Finally something happens in Shadowclan! I'm outta here!'' He laughed. Honeythistle thought it was seriously something wrong with that son of his. Finally, he had two sons. Both handsome and healthy enough to continue on his legacy...yet, they both were immature and disappointing him. Honeythistle still loved them, but he had faith in Nightfallkit, that the young tom wouldn't turn out as rebellious.

The tom ran until he was caught up to his mate, seeing her drenched fur. With his kit still in his mouth, he turned his head to put the small tom on his back. ''Hold on, Nightfallkit.'' He nudged the tired kit with his nose, then he turned back to Mothflower. ''I think he inhaled too much water, but he'll be alright.'' Upon saying that, Nightfallkit had spluttered out water, and it made Honeythistle flinch for a moment. Sunrisedapple stayed close to her mother, her sister in her jaws as she awaited orders from her father.

''Let's catch up to the others before things gets worse.'' He told Mothflower before he started trekking on through the rain. But, one thought occurred in his mind. ''Where is my mother? I can't leave her behind! Did you see her anywhere?'' He turned his head briskly back towards Mothflower, a pleading look in his eyes. He didn't want to leave his mother behind. Never had he failed his family, and he wasn't going to do that today.

CandyFlossCat
Duststorm


Twilightkit let out tiny mewls, her fur was clinging to her tiny body as she hung limp in Sunrisedapple's jaws. She was shivering slightly from the coldness of the water. The tiny kit was unsure of where she was going, or what was happening, she just wanted to be safe in the nest again. She let out tiny coughs once in awhile, and she mewled a bit louder. Twilightkit felt the warmth of other cats around her, slightly wiggling in Sunrisedapple's jaws and flailing her tiny limbs in sudden panic. She fluffed out her fur, trying to keep as warm as she could. The sudden flood was unknown to Twilightkit, all she knew was that she was cold, wet, and shivery. Her tiny limbs were still slightly flailing in the air, emitting tiny whimpers.

A shriek leaving her throat, the senior queen found herself paddling rapidly against a surge of flood water. It seemed like only earlier it was just a soft drizzle, bit quickly darkness consumed the forest and Starclan unleashed a flood on them. Tears were flooding the Queen's eyes as she exerted her energy climbing onto higher ground, her thick pelt plastered against her skin. Without all the fluff, it was easy to see her malnourished figure, but that was the last thing on her mind right now. Her family was out there somewhere, sopping wet and evacuating. Cedartuft was quite dazed, squinting through the downpour to find anyone she could recognize. Letting out a desperate caterwaul, she was unable to hold back anymore tears. Thoughts of her babies being swept away and possibly dying was just too much for her to bear. Shaking like a wet kitten, Cedartuft swarmed with a few escaping cats, her breath coming quick and heavy. This is Starclan's doing. It's a sign!

Slipping in a puddle of mud, the senior queen landed with a thud, the thick substance coating her matted fur almost to the point of no recognition. A surprised cry forced its way from her chest as she scrambled back onto all fours, picking her way out. It was incredibly difficult with the weight of her fur and mud sucking her paws down. This is awful! A wave of adrenaline washed over her as she forced her way out of the pit and pushed herself further towards the exit. Glimpsing through the pouring rain, the figure of one of her son's, Honeythistle, was almost evident. A sob wracked her body as she yelled out.

"Honeythistle?!"

[AnayaDusksong]

Role
Amberstorm gave the queen an uncertain glance, then after a moment's hesitation she set Owlkit and Berrykit down. "Stick close," she warned them somberly, "and if you start having trouble, immediately come to me or your mother for help. This isn't like a game of mossball -- this is serious." With that, she urged the kits forward a bit with her muzzle, then raised her head and carried on toward the exit while keeping a wary eye on them.

[graves]

Thunder awoke the small kit, making him jolt up, and he looked around. He looked down on the floor, seeing water flood into the medicine den. He looked around, searching for Daypaw, and he saw them at the entrance. "Daypaw..." He whispered, fear in his hoarse voice. His green eyes looked at the enby, his body shaking, water brushing over his paws. "W-What's going on?" He asked, seeing the cats running. Lightening sliced through the sky, causing him to jump up. "Daypaw!" He called, looking frantically at the water around him. "D-Daypaw! What's going on, I'm scared!" He meowed, only able to lift his front half up.
Daypaw rushed to Lambkits side. he was meerly a kit, and one of the first ones that needed to be out of the den. "Shadowclans flooding," the mumbled after a moment, trying to get their head straight. Looking towards the mini fresh kill pile Daypaw knew what they had to do. Leaning over Lambkit and grabbing them by the scruff, and shifting so the kit could lay on their back. They knew Lambkit couldnt walk on his own, much less walk through water and up a hill. "Were evacuating, Im going to take you to safety to above ground level where you wont get hurt." they replied calmly. Daypaw dealt with this stuff in their nightmares on a daily basis, they knew how this was going to play out. If Daypaw didnt get Lambkit and the other patients in their den out, they would be washed away with the rest of Shadowclan. They grabbed a bid from the freshkill pile and made there way out of the den. Cats were screeching for help. the wind and the rain blew against Daypaws fur. They had grabbed the freshkill for Lambkit once at the top. He needed to eat something in order to live. They knew about the toms anxiety so they would try to calm them. "Try to close your eyes and listen to my voice until were at the top."
"I'm sure, Daypaw." Ebonymist responded with a smile. "Don't worry. I'm the strongest cat out there!" She puffed out her chest, trying to lighten the mood with a well-placed jest. "Go make sure the others are all right, Daypaw." She said softly to the medicine cat, her eyes studying theirs. "I have this covered." She smiled, and began walking up the hill, keeping at a slow, careful pace.
Daypaw was worried about keeping Lucky in someone elses care, but they had other cats to get to. Many other cats, and to save any herbs and pieces of freshkill they could before it was all washed away. They gave Ebony a small nod,"Thank you Ebonyfrost." they mumbled. They normally never gave little words of praises like that. Looking up towards Lucky Daypaws ears twitched,"Lucky, I'll meet you at the top of the hill once I get all of my other patients, okay? Ebony will take care of you till then." It was rare, but Daypaw actually smiled. Despite the cold rain crashing into them, despite the loud thunder above them. It was the only bit of comfort they could give. They rushed down back to the medcat den, eyes on any other cats they needed to get out.
Charmer

[rubinaito]

"They're furious about everything out of their beliefs." Moonsplash snorted, her tail flicking. "I don't doubt it." She giggled, glad they weren't around. Moonsplash purred, returning the little gesture. Her eyes glittered as she purred at Echoskip. "Yes, I know some kind RiverClan warriors, and they are." She purred, nuzzling the she-cat. "They'll be beautiful" she cooed, a shine in her eyes. "Oh, I can't imagine having a parent in another Clan, it must be tough for her." Moonsplash said sympathetically, wondering if her mother was in.. ThunderClan or something. "She's strong, i'm sure she'll be okay" she intertwined her tail with Echoskip's, glancing at the kit. "Now we need to find the parents." She mewed, scanning the area around them. She spotted Ebonymist, flicking her ear. "Need any help?" She asked, tilting her head slightly. The terrain was a bit muddy, and besides from sitting with her mate nothing amazing was going on. She took a step towards them, ears pricked. She liked that this wasn't being taken over by a tom.
"It would be nice," Ebonymist admitted, shifting so that Lucky was more comfortable. "I heard you and Echoskip talking about my father." She said, making her way across towards a rock where she could rest. "I was born in RiverClan. My mother and grandfather are rogues." She said, getting ready to make her way up the hill again. "My father was a little overbearing, and I couldn't bear it if he tried to talk me into coming back to RiverClan. I'm happy here." Ebonymist said, walking again.
Echoskip listened, her ears twitching in silence.

[Captain]

The Little Robin
As they ran through the flurry of fleeing cats, the entire situation seemed to turn to slow motion. Lionpaw couldn't believe this happened. What if he hadn't made it to Newtpaw? What if she.... No. He couldn't think like that. What mattered was he did get to her. And now she was safe, and he was by her side, which he wouldn't be leaving for quite awhile. He couldn't think like he'd just been. He couldn't bare to. Even though he hadn't known her for too long, he cared about her immensely; he couldn't think of what he'd do if he were to lose her.

"You good, Newt?" He asked, concern thick in his voice. He wanted to make sure she was alright going this quickly, or if she needed to catch her breath. He knew fhe experience had been beyond traumatizing. Lionpaw couldn't even begin to understand the emotions she must be feeling. Even the emotions he could see in her gaze were unsettling to the tom himself.

The small apprentice was silent, her eyes darting to cats as they rushed past them, fleeing like the whole forest was on fire. It was truly a scene that would be burned in her mind until the end of time and even now, the feeling of being surrounded by dark, murky made her eyes widen with terror, knowing that the flood could catch up with them each minute that passed. She never wanted to know that feeling again, the sense of being trapped with no air, no escape, nothing but darkness around her. Her jaws parted ever so slightly to breath in and out in short, shallow breaths, but no matter what, she did not stop in her pace. Right now, Newtpaw wanted to get away, to run away from the terror that had just happened to her. The long-furred female glanced at Lionpaw, who was close to her side, knowing that without him, she wouldn’t have had the chance of making it out of that deathtrap. She leaned against him slightly, breathing in his scent and making sure never to close sight of him. Before it got too weird though, she pulled away and looked down dully at her paws as they brushed through the muddy, dampened green grass.

His words, abrupt and without warning to her, make the apprentice jump slightly, being so deep in her own traumatized mindset. She opened her mouth, but no words seemed to be heard at first and Newtpaw didn’t know what to say - was she truly okay? She was alive and that was all that she could think of, but the apprentice knew better than to worry the tom-cat. “Yes.” Her response was quick, almost sudden, “I’m perfectly fine.” Newtpaw paused and turned her head to look back at the camp that they were leaving behind - her home. The she-cat shook her head and turned away from the scene, the horrific yowling of terror still ringing in her eardrums. She closed her eyes for a moment and then opened them, looking to the path before them. She started to walk ahead, at a quickened pace. She attempted to run as fast as her fleeing clan, but alas, she could not, due to her shortened legs. Newtpaw fell back and walked alongside her friend, silent now and looking down at her paws as thoughts seemed to swarm her head and nightmares seemed to form, even though she was not sleeping.

[rubinaito]

Daypaw rushed to Lambkits side. he was meerly a kit, and one of the first ones that needed to be out of the den. "Shadowclans flooding," the mumbled after a moment, trying to get their head straight. Looking towards the mini fresh kill pile Daypaw knew what they had to do. Leaning over Lambkit and grabbing them by the scruff, and shifting so the kit could lay on their back. They knew Lambkit couldnt walk on his own, much less walk through water and up a hill. "Were evacuating, Im going to take you to safety to above ground level where you wont get hurt." they replied calmly. Daypaw dealt with this stuff in their nightmares on a daily basis, they knew how this was going to play out. If Daypaw didnt get Lambkit and the other patients in their den out, they would be washed away with the rest of Shadowclan. They grabbed a bid from the freshkill pile and made there way out of the den. Cats were screeching for help. the wind and the rain blew against Daypaws fur. They had grabbed the freshkill for Lambkit once at the top. He needed to eat something in order to live. They knew about the toms anxiety so they would try to calm them. "Try to close your eyes and listen to my voice until were at the top."

Daypaw was worried about keeping Lucky in someone elses care, but they had other cats to get to. Many other cats, and to save any herbs and pieces of freshkill they could before it was all washed away. They gave Ebony a small nod,"Thank you Ebonyfrost." they mumbled. They normally never gave little words of praises like that. Looking up towards Lucky Daypaws ears twitched,"Lucky, I'll meet you at the top of the hill once I get all of my other patients, okay? Ebony will take care of you till then." It was rare, but Daypaw actually smiled. Despite the cold rain crashing into them, despite the loud thunder above them. It was the only bit of comfort they could give. They rushed down back to the medcat den, eyes on any other cats they needed to get out.
Charmer
Heh, you keep calling Ebonymist 'Ebonyfrost'... which actually sounds a lot better.

[wickedvirtues]

"It would be nice," Ebonymist admitted, shifting so that Lucky was more comfortable. "I heard you and Echoskip talking about my father." She said, making her way across towards a rock where she could rest. "I was born in RiverClan. My mother and grandfather are rogues." She said, getting ready to make her way up the hill again. "My father was a little overbearing, and I couldn't bear it if he tried to talk me into coming back to RiverClan. I'm happy here." Ebonymist said, walking again.
Echoskip listened, her ears twitching in silence.

Moonsplash walked over, helping to support Lucky. "So I guess that's why I never see you at gatherings." She mewed. "It's sad, that you don't get along with him and all." She mewed, glancing up at Lucky. "We're going to have to stay in RiverClan until camp is rebuilt, sadly." She sighed, continuing to walk with her.
(g'dnight)

[graves]

Heh, you keep calling Ebonymist 'Ebonyfrost'... which actually sounds a lot better.
[wHOOPS I KEEP THINKING THAT BC ITS SKY CLANS MEDCAT NAME SORRY}

[Role]

Role
Amberstorm gave the queen an uncertain glance, then after a moment's hesitation she set Owlkit and Berrykit down. "Stick close," she warned them somberly, "and if you start having trouble, immediately come to me or your mother for help. This isn't like a game of mossball -- this is serious." With that, she urged the kits forward a bit with her muzzle, then raised her head and carried on toward the exit while keeping a wary eye on them.
Whitestep followed suit. Hollykit bounded forward to catch up with Owlkit. Willowkit stayed close to Berrykit. "Do you see anywhere to shelter?" Whitestep began to grow anxious for her kit's health. What if they got too cold? What if one went into shock? What if they all got whitecough? Greencough? A final thought sent chills down her spine. What if they die? Whitestep pressed closer to her kit's wet bodies in an attempt to warm them slightly. Glancing around wildly for Goldeneye, she tripped over a raised root. Mud splattered onto her face, turning the white patch brown. Hollykit dashed over to fret over Whitestep, and she gave him a reassuring lick. Owlkit, Willowkit, and Berrykit wailed at Whitestep. "I'm okay," she murmured. Standing up slowly, she shook out her pelt and gave all four kits a lick on their head.

[rubinaito]

Moonsplash walked over, helping to support Lucky. "So I guess that's why I never see you at gatherings." She mewed. "It's sad, that you don't get along with him and all." She mewed, glancing up at Lucky. "We're going to have to stay in RiverClan until camp is rebuilt, sadly." She sighed, continuing to walk with her.
(g'dnight)
[wHOOPS I KEEP THINKING THAT BC ITS SKY CLANS MEDCAT NAME SORRY}
XDD No sweat, man.
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(Goodnight!)
"Unfortunately." Ebonymist sighed, shaking her head. "Whatever, it doesn't matter. I'll keep my distance from Crowblood, and that'll be the end of that. Maybe I'll work on the camp, I don't want to be cooped up." She snorted, before they finally finished their climb. Placing Lucky on a large rock free of mud, Ebonymist stretched out. "I'm going back to fetch more of Daypaw's patients. I'll need help." She smiled at Moonsplash. "Care to help a girl out?"
"Go on Splashie, I'll be fine up here. I'll keep an eye on Lucky and the others as they come up." Echoskip piped up.
Charmer

[AnayaDusksong]

Role
Amberstorm crept out of the camp and glanced around, rain still blocking much of her vision. However, she spotted a silhouette not too far up ahead. "I can see a nearby slope!" she answered to Whitestep. "It looks just high enough to get us out of the worst of the mud and flooding." Hearing the commotion behind her she turned around and peered through the camp entrance once more. "Are you alright, Whitestep? Do you need help?"

[Captain]

Crowhawk watched her, not moving until he was sure she had made it and was safe. Seeing she got to high ground safely, he crouched to jump, her words only giving him more incentive to join her. He jumped out, digging his claws deep into the root. "I got this." He told himself quietly and he pulled himself up higher until he was right next to Blackfrost. He was exhausted and completely drained of all his energy. But he stood up, struggling to keep on his paws. "We should keep going. Just to be sure." He gasped.

Blackfrost was tense, her claws sinking into the soft earth beneath her and gritting her teeth together as Crowhawk prepared to make the leap of faith for the root. She quickly went to the edge and watched as he dug into the root, seeming to gather the strength and courage to climb up and onto the safe ground above where she stood now. Once he joined the long-furred warrior at her side, she could see how exhausted he was and she wished that they could just rest here for awhile, but it was far from safe here. Blackfrost nuzzled her mate, giving his ears a soft lick of comfort as they stood there for a quiet moment. He was right, they needed to keep moving before something happened or if they were even left behind. As if the world was making the decision for them, the she-cat’s ears perked up at crumbling sound beneath them and the dirt under her paws began to shift. With all the mud and wet earth, the overhang that they stood on was breaking loose, ready to crumble into the debris-filled waters below where they had just escaped. “Move!” Blackfrost said and shoved the male forward, sending the two of them deeper into the woods as the ground that they had just stood on fell out and into the raging waters that was still raging on with the strong current that it still had.

[Ainz Ooal Gown]

Blackfrost was tense, her claws sinking into the soft earth beneath her and gritting her teeth together as Crowhawk prepared to make the leap of faith for the root. She quickly went to the edge and watched as he dug into the root, seeming to gather the strength and courage to climb up and onto the safe ground above where she stood now. Once he joined the long-furred warrior at her side, she could see how exhausted he was and she wished that they could just rest here for awhile, but it was far from safe here. Blackfrost nuzzled her mate, giving his ears a soft lick of comfort as they stood there for a quiet moment. He was right, they needed to keep moving before something happened or if they were even left behind. As if the world was making the decision for them, the she-cat’s ears perked up at crumbling sound beneath them and the dirt under her paws began to shift. With all the mud and wet earth, the overhang that they stood on was breaking loose, ready to crumble into the debris-filled waters below where they had just escaped. “Move!” Blackfrost said and shoved the male forward, sending the two of them deeper into the woods as the ground that they had just stood on fell out and into the raging waters that was still raging on with the strong current that it still had.
Crowhawk just wished he could get a small break and a little rest. This was hurting him. But he had to suffer through the pain now so he wouldn't be dead in the very near future. He smiled when she licked his ear. It definitely calmed down his racing heart as this long journey to safety continued. Then he heard a cracking sound beneath him. His heart was racing entire time, but this time, it stopped. He was frozen in shock that he didn't move. It was Blackfrost that saved him, knocking him off his paws as she pushed him to safety. He quickly looked back to see if she made it and sighed in relief when he saw his team next to her. "Thanks." He gasped struggling to his paws. They could make it, but he'd have to fight through the pain that he has gone through to do it. "We gotta keep going."

[Captain]

Crowhawk just wished he could get a small break and a little rest. This was hurting him. But he had to suffer through the pain now so he wouldn't be dead in the very near future. He smiled when she licked his ear. It definitely calmed down his racing heart as this long journey to safety continued. Then he heard a cracking sound beneath him. His heart was racing entire time, but this time, it stopped. He was frozen in shock that he didn't move. It was Blackfrost that saved him, knocking him off his paws as she pushed him to safety. He quickly looked back to see if she made it and sighed in relief when he saw his team next to her. "Thanks." He gasped struggling to his paws. They could make it, but he'd have to fight through the pain that he has gone through to do it. "We gotta keep going."

Blackfrost laid there in the dampened grass in silence for a few moments, her eyes closed and deepened breaths slipping from her parted jaws. She was exhausted and her heart thumped so hard that it hurt and she just wanted to rest here, just for a little while longer, but to her dismay, there was danger around every corner in this forest with the flood. “No problem.” The warrior murmured, heaving herself to her paws with a tired huff coming from her, “As your mate, it’s my job to make sure you don’t get killed, silly bee-brain.” A lighthearted chuckle came from the she-cat as she lifted her head and looked towards the woods, seeing cats fleeing rather fast towards unknown land, following their higher ranked. “You’re right though, we need to keep moving before it gets away worse than it already is.” She said and placed herself beside Crowhawk, “Here, lean against me and I’ll guide you through this, okay? I can see that you’re in pain.”

[217]

The small apprentice was silent, her eyes darting to cats as they rushed past them, fleeing like the whole forest was on fire. It was truly a scene that would be burned in her mind until the end of time and even now, the feeling of being surrounded by dark, murky made her eyes widen with terror, knowing that the flood could catch up with them each minute that passed. She never wanted to know that feeling again, the sense of being trapped with no air, no escape, nothing but darkness around her. Her jaws parted ever so slightly to breath in and out in short, shallow breaths, but no matter what, she did not stop in her pace. Right now, Newtpaw wanted to get away, to run away from the terror that had just happened to her. The long-furred female glanced at Lionpaw, who was close to her side, knowing that without him, she wouldn’t have had the chance of making it out of that deathtrap. She leaned against him slightly, breathing in his scent and making sure never to close sight of him. Before it got too weird though, she pulled away and looked down dully at her paws as they brushed through the muddy, dampened green grass.

His words, abrupt and without warning to her, make the apprentice jump slightly, being so deep in her own traumatized mindset. She opened her mouth, but no words seemed to be heard at first and Newtpaw didn’t know what to say - was she truly okay? She was alive and that was all that she could think of, but the apprentice knew better than to worry the tom-cat. “Yes.” Her response was quick, almost sudden, “I’m perfectly fine.” Newtpaw paused and turned her head to look back at the camp that they were leaving behind - her home. The she-cat shook her head and turned away from the scene, the horrific yowling of terror still ringing in her eardrums. She closed her eyes for a moment and then opened them, looking to the path before them. She started to walk ahead, at a quickened pace. She attempted to run as fast as her fleeing clan, but alas, she could not, due to her shortened legs. Newtpaw fell back and walked alongside her friend, silent now and looking down at her paws as thoughts seemed to swarm her head and nightmares seemed to form, even though she was not sleeping.

Immediately scolding himself silently at his idiotic question, Lionpaw suspected the real answer was "no." Newtpaw simply didn't want to worry him. But Lionpaw was already worrying, and he wasn't able to stop. He looked down at her, green eyes gentle, worried, and sad. He knew this had a huge effect on the she-cat, and it wouldn't just be gone tomorrow. He vowed to stay near her as much as he could until she felt better about what happened. he didn't care how long it'd take, either.

"I'll stay by you for as long as you need, okay? I promise. I'll be by you as much as I can, for as long as you want me to." He wanted to make the small she-cat feel safe, and he hoped that the presence of her best friend would help with that. He hated that he knew the cat he was closest to was hurting like this and he couldn't just make it vanish. He felt almost helpless in that aspect, and would do whatever was needed to help Newtpaw with whatever she was feeling. When she'd jumped at his words, he couldn't feel more horrible. Maybe if he'd made to her earlier than he had; followed the voice the first time.... No, he couldn't begin to think like that again. He couldn't blame himself, either. Newtpaw wouldn't want that. He knew it was neither of theur faults, so there was no one to blame. All he could do was help her in any and every way he could, which he certainly planned on doing.

[~Aesthetic~]

(This happened earlier but it didn't post eek sorry moonheart)
Redfoot's wounds stung as she climbed onto a log just barely able to hold her weight as she breathed deeply, attempting to calm herself. Her fur was drenched in murky water, and her eyes burned from trying to open them underwater. Her legs felt no stronger than twigs as she found her balance on the feeble log, scanning her surroundings as she was rushed around with the violent current. She didn't notice when the waves crashed into her, breaking apart the log. She clung onto a tree root that was poking out of the water, in shock from the impact. She knew more wounds had been created as she scraped her pelt against the tree root. She noticed a large tree branch hanging low from a nearby tree. She knew it wouldn't end up well, but it was her best option. She used all of her muscles to jump onto the tree branch. She noticed the water slowly rising and realised she didn't have much time. She leapt to a farther branch before noticing a small hill where the water hadn't reached. She took a deep breath before leaping from branch to branch, cringing as they cracked from her weight, before finally landing in the muddy ground.
MoonHeart & Friends

[Ainz Ooal Gown]

Blackfrost laid there in the dampened grass in silence for a few moments, her eyes closed and deepened breaths slipping from her parted jaws. She was exhausted and her heart thumped so hard that it hurt and she just wanted to rest here, just for a little while longer, but to her dismay, there was danger around every corner in this forest with the flood. “No problem.” The warrior murmured, heaving herself to her paws with a tired huff coming from her, “As your mate, it’s my job to make sure you don’t get killed, silly bee-brain.” A lighthearted chuckle came from the she-cat as she lifted her head and looked towards the woods, seeing cats fleeing rather fast towards unknown land, following their higher ranked. “You’re right though, we need to keep moving before it gets away worse than it already is.” She said and placed herself beside Crowhawk, “Here, lean against me and I’ll guide you through this, okay? I can see that you’re in pain.”

"I guess so." Crowhawk managed a smile at her words. "And the same implies for me. I make sure you don't get killed either." It was good they both had each other in his eyes. He probably would be at the bottom of this flood had it not been for her. Now they are here, struggling to get away from the flood, pushing each other onwards. He looked in the direction of where they were going, the high ground. They could do this. They could make it. He shook his head at her offer. "I'll be fine." He told her. She needed all her strength, there was no use using on him. "Go on." He told her pointing in the direction he assumed they were going. "I'll be right behind you."

[Captain]

"I guess so." Crowhawk managed a smile at her words. "And the same implies for me. I make sure you don't get killed either." It was good they both had each other in his eyes. He probably would be at the bottom of this flood had it not been for her. Now they are here, struggling to get away from the flood, pushing each other onwards. He looked in the direction of where they were going, the high ground. They could do this. They could make it. He shook his head at her offer. "I'll be fine." He told her. She needed all her strength, there was no use using on him. "Go on." He told her pointing in the direction he assumed they were going. "I'll be right behind you."

Blackfrost gave her mate a softened smile, nuzzling him once more now that she knew that they were out of harm’s way once more. “We both have each other’s backs.” She purred, “Until the end of time, never forget that.” The long-furred warrior gave a small sigh, looking out at the clan that was growing farther and farther away from them and she blinked at Crowhawk when he refused her offer of helping him, but she chose not to argue and nodded to his words, licking his muzzle with a little purr before stepping forward and walking through the forest, following the scent-trail of their fellow Shadowclan members as they fled danger that had struck in their own home.

[aleka!]

Owlswoop was panting slightly once he had reached a rock, and he looked around him, seeing other cats silhouettes, but too afraid to move towards any of them. So, instead the tom just looked around him, the falling rain impacting his vision greatly. Why did this happen..? He couldn't help gut wonder as he squinted. A part of the dark tabby tom knew that it was just weather, and it was the most logical thing.
But, on the other paw, another part of him thought for some, maybe weird reason, that it actually might of meant something. He sighed, frowning. He hated getting his whole pelt wet. Well. I can't do anything about it now.

(Open)

[Ainz Ooal Gown]

Blackfrost gave her mate a softened smile, nuzzling him once more now that she knew that they were out of harm’s way once more. “We both have each other’s backs.” She purred, “Until the end of time, never forget that.” The long-furred warrior gave a small sigh, looking out at the clan that was growing farther and farther away from them and she blinked at Crowhawk when he refused her offer of helping him, but she chose not to argue and nodded to his words, licking his muzzle with a little purr before stepping forward and walking through the forest, following the scent-trail of their fellow Shadowclan members as they fled danger that had struck in their own home.

"I won't ever forget it." He said. "Even though I'm a forgetful bee-brain." He said purring as she licked his muzzle. This was helping him get his mind off of both the pain and the clan camp that was destroyed by a terrible flood. Crowhawk, though he was in pain, stayed next to and kept an even pace with Blackfrost. "Where will we stay now?" He asked her being serious and more so sounding like a scared kit. For his whole life, that was his home, and now that got taken away from him, he didn't know where to go, wherever they end up staying.

[yummyluc]

starfall woly

The broken molly walked with a limp but was obviously pushing to keep going. Marshfur's mind was completely blank, she wasn't thinking of just trying to put one foot in front of the other, she wasn't thinking about her family, she was just completely empty, hollow. She couldn't even feel her feet moving in front of one another, more or less just feeling the pain of the scraps on her ankles and paw pads. That's the only way she knew she was moving. She tried to think, but she couldn't, just crawling up the hill, barely freeing herself from the cold grip the icy blackness had on her, somehow making it up the hill before it did before the water did. She was so exhausted, she wanted to just pass out, she was basically half awake on her feet. Marshfur swayed and stumbled forward, barely able to keep filling her lungs with air. She almost fell a few times, but she kept going, some weird force of will egging her on, when only a moment ago it had wanted her to stand in the violent torrents of water and let it eat her whole like a snake that caught its prey.

[monfang]

Daypaw rushed to Lambkits side. he was meerly a kit, and one of the first ones that needed to be out of the den. "Shadowclans flooding," the mumbled after a moment, trying to get their head straight. Looking towards the mini fresh kill pile Daypaw knew what they had to do. Leaning over Lambkit and grabbing them by the scruff, and shifting so the kit could lay on their back. They knew Lambkit couldnt walk on his own, much less walk through water and up a hill. "Were evacuating, Im going to take you to safety to above ground level where you wont get hurt." they replied calmly. Daypaw dealt with this stuff in their nightmares on a daily basis, they knew how this was going to play out. If Daypaw didnt get Lambkit and the other patients in their den out, they would be washed away with the rest of Shadowclan. They grabbed a bid from the freshkill pile and made there way out of the den. Cats were screeching for help. the wind and the rain blew against Daypaws fur. They had grabbed the freshkill for Lambkit once at the top. He needed to eat something in order to live. They knew about the toms anxiety so they would try to calm them. "Try to close your eyes and listen to my voice until were at the top."
Lambkit whimpered, clenching his eyes shut. "Wait! Mama!" He cried, searching frantically for the white and black molly. But thunder roared and the cries for help were scaring him. He saw a warrior slipping in the mud, no one stopping to help. His eyes widened in fear as he buried his head in Daypaw's fur. "Daypaw, I'm scared..." He whispered, tears falling from his eyes, shivering as the mixture of rain and wind, plus having near no meat on his bines, began to freeze him. He clung tightly to the enby, eyes shut tightly. He wanted his mom, his family, he wanted this to be some horrible dream. Not real... He thought helplessly. But he knew. He knew it was all real. He felt hot tears fall from his eyes, falling onto Daypaw's pelt. Would he ever be safe? Would he die? He was so scared, amd the only comfort was Daypaw. He did not dare open his eyes as they carried him up the hill. He was so scared, he didn't know what else to do.

[Charmer]

"Alright, we're here." Echoskip stated, climbing the rocks carefully. Setting Lucky down gently on a raised rock, she shook out her fur. "Will you be okay?"

"Yes yes, I'll be fine," Lucky meowed reassuringly to the warrior. "Thank you so much. Go on and help anyone else who needs it if you still have strength to spare. Daypaw worries, but honestly, I'll be ok. They already put me back together once," she added, seeing other cats swarming upward and wishing she could do something to help.

[Charmer]

Daypaw was worried about keeping Lucky in someone elses care, but they had other cats to get to. Many other cats, and to save any herbs and pieces of freshkill they could before it was all washed away. They gave Ebony a small nod,"Thank you Ebonyfrost." they mumbled. They normally never gave little words of praises like that. Looking up towards Lucky Daypaws ears twitched,"Lucky, I'll meet you at the top of the hill once I get all of my other patients, okay? Ebony will take care of you till then." It was rare, but Daypaw actually smiled. Despite the cold rain crashing into them, despite the loud thunder above them. It was the only bit of comfort they could give. They rushed down back to the medcat den, eyes on any other cats they needed to get out.
Charmer

Lucky felt fear grip her pelt knowing she'd be in the company of strangers, but fought hard not to let this show knowing that the medicine cat had other cats to look after. "Of course. Go on. Ebonymist has this covered, don't you, brave warrior," she said to the cat who bore her.

Rubinaito

[Pengu]

Looking around her at the water splashing up against the rocks and other ShadowClan cats fleeing the camp, the the bengal molly, Spottedfern, knew she had to save her kits from a terrible end, and, as a mother, would fight to make them live. Spottedfern grabbed her kit by the scruff and swung the precious fur bundle onto her back. Looking around, she saw that time was running out, the floodwaters slowly rising. She grabbed her other kit by the soft neck fur and mumbled through a mouthful of fur, "Dig your claws in, Honeykit." She braced herself for thorn sharp claws that would dig into her back at her order. The kit in her jaws was Lynxkit, a tufty eared cat that would grow to be a formidable fighter, with her large paws and sharp teeth. But the mother wouldn't underestimate Honeykit, she too was quick and agile. Spottedfern was weighed down by the water soaking her long fur and her kits. But the bengal she-cat refused to give up, and kept swimming, her strong paws wading through the water. RiverClan does this everyday! The she-cat thought in shock. Despite the circumstances, though, she curled her lip at the thought of the sleek-furred RiverClan warriors who thought eating fish was normal.
Jusniffles Weeping CandyFlossCat

[graves]

starfall woly

The broken molly walked with a limp but was obviously pushing to keep going. Marshfur's mind was completely blank, she wasn't thinking of just trying to put one foot in front of the other, she wasn't thinking about her family, she was just completely empty, hollow. She couldn't even feel her feet moving in front of one another, more or less just feeling the pain of the scraps on her ankles and paw pads. That's the only way she knew she was moving. She tried to think, but she couldn't, just crawling up the hill, barely freeing herself from the cold grip the icy blackness had on her, somehow making it up the hill before it did before the water did. She was so exhausted, she wanted to just pass out, she was basically half awake on her feet. Marshfur swayed and stumbled forward, barely able to keep filling her lungs with air. She almost fell a few times, but she kept going, some weird force of will egging her on, when only a moment ago it had wanted her to stand in the violent torrents of water and let it eat her whole like a snake that caught its prey.
starfall
Daypaw glanced at Morningpath. He was being hypocritical. Of course Daypaw knew what it was like to not be able to save a cat, they were a medcat of all things. They watched their father die infront of them. They knew. They pushed past that for right now though, instead staying at Marshfurs side and having her lean on their shoulder for support if needed. She looked like a dead girl walking. Daypaw couldnt read her expression at all, and it kind of scared the enby for a second. They were almost up the hill. Their shoulders heaved, they were so tired. They wanted to close their eyes and passout. They wanted to drop and slide down into the dark muddy water to rest. But something stopped them, and that was the top of the hill.

Lambkit whimpered, clenching his eyes shut. "Wait! Mama!" He cried, searching frantically for the white and black molly. But thunder roared and the cries for help were scaring him. He saw a warrior slipping in the mud, no one stopping to help. His eyes widened in fear as he buried his head in Daypaw's fur. "Daypaw, I'm scared..." He whispered, tears falling from his eyes, shivering as the mixture of rain and wind, plus having near no meat on his bines, began to freeze him. He clung tightly to the enby, eyes shut tightly. He wanted his mom, his family, he wanted this to be some horrible dream. Not real... He thought helplessly. But he knew. He knew it was all real. He felt hot tears fall from his eyes, falling onto Daypaw's pelt. Would he ever be safe? Would he die? He was so scared, amd the only comfort was Daypaw. He did not dare open his eyes as they carried him up the hill. He was so scared, he didn't know what else to do.
Daypaws heart lurched. They didnt know where the kits mother was, they didnt even know their name. For all Daypaw knew Lambkit didnt have family. "It'll be okay Lambkit, we just have to make it up this hill, okay?" They werent the best at comforting cats, especially kits, but they came up with words on the spot. "When we get to the top..uh.." they paused, feeling the feathers still in their mouth,"we'll share this bird together, I'll dry you off and we'll eat something. Just think about that right now." They dug their claws into the muddy hil as they climbed up. Rain poured down over them, they shivered slightly. Their fur clung close to them, they could barely see the top of the hill with all of this rain. It seemed foggy almost, a grey mist that blocked everything in view. It was loud, the constant ringing of Thunder and rain in the enbys ears it made them want to cover them. But they stood strong, despite how tired they were. They were sleep deprived, eyes heavy as they blinked away the water in their eyes. Their shouldered heaved as they pulled themselves upwards,giving out shaky breaths. But they stood tall. They would not let Starclan take their life, torment them again and their clan and win. They took another step upwards.

[wickedvirtues]

XDD No sweat, man.
--
(Goodnight!)
"Unfortunately." Ebonymist sighed, shaking her head. "Whatever, it doesn't matter. I'll keep my distance from Crowblood, and that'll be the end of that. Maybe I'll work on the camp, I don't want to be cooped up." She snorted, before they finally finished their climb. Placing Lucky on a large rock free of mud, Ebonymist stretched out. "I'm going back to fetch more of Daypaw's patients. I'll need help." She smiled at Moonsplash. "Care to help a girl out?"
"Go on Splashie, I'll be fine up here. I'll keep an eye on Lucky and the others as they come up." Echoskip piped up.
Charmer
Moonsplash nodded to her statement, her tail swaying as she looked at Echoskip. "Sure!" She mewed, having nothing more productive to do since she felt bad for not saving anyone from the flood. [it's short because I'm tired)

[monfang]

[CENTER][FONT="Times New Roman"]Daypaws heart lurched. They didnt know where the kits mother was, they didnt even know their name. For all Daypaw knew Lambkit didnt have family. "It'll be okay Lambkit, we just have to make it up this hill, okay?" They werent the best at comforting cats, especially kits, but they came up with words on the spot. "When we get to the top..uh.." they paused, feeling the feathers still in their mouth,"we'll share this bird together, I'll dry you off and we'll eat something. Just think about that right now." They dug their claws into the muddy hil as they climbed up. Rain poured down over them, they shivered slightly. Their fur clung close to them, they could barely see the top of the hill with all of this rain. It seemed foggy almost, a grey mist that blocked everything in view. It was loud, the constant ringing of Thunder and rain in the enbys ears it made them want to cover them. But they stood strong, despite how tired they were. They were sleep deprived, eyes heavy as they blinked away the water in their eyes. Their shouldered heaved as they pulled themselves upwards,giving out shaky breaths. But they stood tall. They would not let Starclan take their life, torment them again and their clan and win. They took another step upwards.
Lambkit tried to think about the meal. He tried to drown out the sounds. Those sounds, they were what filled him with fear. Screams for help, people calling family members that never made it up the hill, thunder and lightening crashing, colliding with the other sounds. The storm tried to drown the sounds along with the makers. He thought about this, and more fear filled him. Mud splashed on him, and he could feel the rain hitting harder, the wind howling like a wolf, and it seemed to answer itself back. The storm found prey, aemd it was his clan.

[NightWarrior4Life]

It happened so quickly. Pinepaw hadn't even had time to think, she only acted. She was so caught up in the moment and confused at the sudden commotion. Shivers went down her spine as she replayed the announcement over and over again. Attention Shadowclan! Evacuate the camp emmidiatley, I repeat take action immediately! or something like that. Cats were rushing around them, yowling, pushing. The water was up to her sides. Pinepaw's bright ginger pelt now dulled by the rain into a dark brown-red colour. Every few steps, her paws would get trapped in the mud. Pinepaw turned to her brothers, Cedarpaw, Boulderpaw and Beechpaw. "Don't do anything just yet. We should wait for Wolfpaw and Rockkit...then we can all leave together." Cedarpaw commanded but Beechpaw looked worried "What about Ashkit and Rainpaw? Can we go with them too? " He asked. Pinepaw's brothers were much stronger and taller than her so the water only went up to their forelegs. Then Boulderpaw finally spoke up "I spoke to Wolfpaw just before this. He told me he was going out into the territory with Rockkit for I don't know what reason...Pinepaw, you were training with Rainpaw right? I assume you know where she is?"
"Yes," Their sister replied "We got back to camp just in time. Once we heard, she said she'd run and find Ashkit and we can leave together. Although she looked...uncertain...about something." Water splashed in Pinepaw's face as she anxiously kneaded the mud with her paws. "I'm sure it's just nerves ..." Boulderpaw reassured her.

OPEN

[NightWarrior4Life]

[Open]
Daypaw peaked out of their den. They knew there was heavy storming lately but...not this. Nothing compared to this. Their first instint was Starclan, to blame them. But they pushed their pettiness aside and looked around camp. Mud, water, every where. Dens were going to be destroyed, and Shadowclan along with them if they didnt reach high ground. They were new to this whole medcat world, they had to put their clan first above all. They turned to their den. There were patients in there that couldnt move by themselves, to weak to get up and get help. Where was Halestar? All the enby saw was Goldeneye rushing to get them to higher ground. "I need help to get my pateints to higher ground!" Daypaw shouted to the air. Anybody. thats all they needed. Right now they didnt care that their life could be in danger, but wanted the cats inside their den out as soon as possible.
Two grey cats were walking past the medicine when they noticed Daypaw and their plea for help. Wolfpaw turned and approached the medicine cat. Rockkit saw this too and, being the lover of healing and herbs that he was, he ran over to help. "Don't fear, Daypaw. I'll carry your patients." Wolfpaw declared loudly, trying to be heard over the crashing of the rain. "I'll carry your herbs if you like!" Rockkit spoke up eagerly. "I'll even build dens for your patients while we're up there. What do you say?" The large grey apprentice offered courageously.

[NightWarrior4Life]

Nightkit followed the deputy up the hill. She had lost her mother but she needed to be safe. She sighed at the thought of her mother but she had to stay focused on getting to high land. She focused on getting to safety as she looked back at the camp. I hope this flood will end soon. Nightkit thought as she continued to walk.
[open]
Wolfpaw raced through the crowds, helping any cat that needed it. When he and across Nightkit wondering around on her own, he didn't hesitate. "Don't worry little one. I've got you. Do you know where your parents or siblings might be? I suggest the first thing you do is go to one of them but if not, I'll take you up to safety. How about that? Sound good?" he had to yell to be heard over all the splashing and squelching but he was sure he was clear enough.

[NightWarrior4Life]

Feathermist

[OPEN TO FUZZ FAMILY]
[Warning, offensive phrasing/beliefs below]

A heavily pregnant Feathermist, fear racing through her entire body, walked as fast as she could without slipping in the mud and water beneath her paws. She glanced around, searching for anyone she knew, her mother or mate preferably, but as long as she knew them it would be perfectly fine. "Great Starclan where did all this rain come from?!" she hissed aloud. The Maine-coon she-cat's coat was caked to her sides with water and mud, and she hoped that her kits were okay as she kept moving, still searching for anyone she may know. Secretly she hoped that it would be one of her family members she spotted first, as any of the undesirables' help would not be accepted by her. She was much too proud for that. If Feathermist had to, she would walk all the way to the twoleg place before she allowed any cat that wasn't cis gendered or heterosexual to help her.

Daturakit

[OPEN RP]
[Warning, offensive phrasing/beliefs below]

The young kit's normally white and gray pelt was turned brown with all the mud. She was standing on a rock in the clearing, looking around frantically for anyone to help her, as the water seemed to be too deep for her to walk through. "Momma!" she yelled, fear lacing her voice. The young kit didn't know what to do. She was too young to swim, and the mud caked her fur so she was hard to see in the storm. Was this her end? Was she to die before her life even began? No. That would not be her end. She gathered her strength, and jumped off her rock, heading toward what high ground she could see. It was difficult to keep her head above water, but she was succeeding. Well, sorta.. "Help!" she yowled as she felt her back paw get caught on something under the water.

Nightleap

[OPEN RP]

Nightleap scrambled, trying to help Goldeneye get the clan out of the flooding camp. She moved like a shadow through the storm, attempting to help all she could despite her exhaustion and malnourishment. The black she-cat would rather herself die than any of her clanmates; even Peachfuzz and his family,
despite their strange beliefs. It was very hard for her to see, however,
as she moved through the mud and water. Nothing would stop her though.
CloverCarnation was hanging around near the nursery, watching and waiting for all the queens to exit safely. Most of them had gone and it was then he spotted Feathermist. "Feathermist!" he called "How come every other queen can get out quickly and not you? It's those kits of yours, hmm? I've seen tortoises with 1,000 kits on their tails move faster than you! " He called. But it's Feathermist, at least. Those kits will be raised right.

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Wolfpaw heard the kit's wails and dived right in to save Daturakit. "I've got you!" He pulled her up by the scruff of her neck but her paw was stuck on something. I have to swim down... The grey apprentice took a deep breath then went under the murky rainwater. Feeling around with his paws, Wolfpaw found a rock partially covering a hole in the ground. That's what her paw was caught in. He removed the rock being careful not to scrape the kit. Only a few scratches...now air... he thought. Wolfpaw swam up. "You're free now. Come on, we need to get you out and to safety. Tell me, where are your parents? Or your siblings? I suggest the first thing you do is find them but if you can't, I'll take you somewhere better than this, okay? Sound like a deal?" He tried to be friendly but couldn't help the small commanding, serious tone in his voice. Wolfpaw took the she-kit in his jaws, dripping wet, and placed her gently on a half submerged rock.

[ShiningFern]

{Open}
''Feather!'' Quietdance yelled, his deep voice echoing around him. ''Ambercrackle! Ashpaw! Creampaw!'' He was worried about his mate and kits. He didn't think the rain would cause their entire camp to flood. It scared him. It worried him. He had a pregnant mate that he left, and on top of that his daughter was pregnant! And, he didn't know where his sons were, but he was worried that they might have drowned. Quietdance always acted on impulse. If one of his loved ones were out there, the tom would had stayed until he found proof whether they were dead or alive. His fur was drenched, and he was cold since he didn't have a thick pelt. Oh no, his pelt was sleek and smooth, but the water kept hitting down on him. ''Feather!'' He spluttered, looking around as he tried to spot his mate. Scenting her was far from possible with so many of the wet pelts around him. Cats were in panic. They were grieving. They were scared. And, truth be told, Quietdance was also scared. Scared beyond matters that he might have lost one of his loved ones. He trekked on, going the opposite way of the yowling cats. He continued to go through the camp. Possibly, others around him thought he was crazy, but he wanted to see if his family was there. The rain was pounding, and the water was going high, but Quietdance never gave up. As long as he knew his kits and mate were safe. He would had never forgave himself if he lost them. Yes, he was a much older tom, but as long as he still had the strength, he refused to give up.

"Quietdance!" Ashpaw yelled, thinking he heard his father's voice. He was carefully making his way out of the deep water that surrounded the apprentice den, it was up to his shoulders now, and he could barely reach the ground. His thick gray pelt was drenched, weighing him down. Ashpaw's eyes grew wide with fear, he didn't know where Creampaw was...or Feathermist. Or even his older sister, Ambercrackle. Maybe his father knew, maybe they were already safe. "Dad! I am over here!" He said as he got closer to Quietdance.

[Mango]

Rasberrybubble shrieked in terror," WHERE'S MY KIT WHERE'S ECLIPSEKIT! I CANT LOSE HIM LIKE WHAT HAPPENED TO HIS LITTERMATES!" She shrieked I terror,"ECLIPSEKIT!" Eclipsemoon the Therian

[the apprentices below are open]
Elmpaw nudged his terrorized brother,"Help fool." Louder he yowled," Anyone need help!"

Dungpaw shook in terror and he yanked his feet out of the mud, he needed someone one of his she-cat friends prefered to help comfort him as they escaped.

[Captain]

Shadomaru
His question made her pause for a moment and think - where would they go now that their home was submerged in water? The long-furred warrior knew not where they would go nor what would come for the fate of Shadowclan themselves. Blackfrost shook her head and looked back at the camp, seeing dens collapse under the force of the water and heavy branches move through the current rather quickly. She then looked to her mate, knowing as much as she did about their future fate. “I don’t know.” The warrior replied, honest with the male, “Though, judging on the direction we’re heading, I think we’ll be staying with Riverclan for awhile since the water disperses.” Blackfrost quickened her pace, mud sliding in between her paws and making the warrior slip and slide every now and then because of the rushed pace she was after to catch up with her clan. “Let’s not worry about that now though, we have each other and that’s what’s important.” She said in hope to reassure her mate's idle worrying and concern, “We’ll get through this, together. We’re warriors and we don’t let something like this get us down.”

Fawn
The small apprentice did not know how to properly respond to her friend’s words of comfort and promise, though she did lift her head slightly to peer at him with unanswered questions lurking within her eyes. Would he hold to his word in the end or would something happen and she would lose him like everyone before him? Newtpaw knew, deep down, that she shouldn’t be thinking like this, especially now of all times. “I believe you.” She finally decided to say to Lionpaw, but did not look at him when doing so, “Come on, we don’t want to get left behind.” The horrifying images and feelings that swarmed her mind made the apprentice want to collapse right then and there, but she couldn’t - not now, not yet. There was no time for rest, nor was it time to feel sorry for herself. She shook her head, attempting to get those terrible sensations out of her thought process, and quickened her pace, moving through the grass rather quickly as her heart pounded in her chest. Newtpaw glanced behind her to look at her best friend only once, hoping that he would follow. For now, all she could do was hope that he would keep to his every word.

(OPEN FOR RESCUE)
Now that Bumbledawn had gotten to safety, Pinewhisker clung to dear life as his grip on the floating branch was slipping. The murky, strong current was seeming to latch onto his fur, mustering all the force and strength to take him down with it. The young warrior was shaking from the cold, filthy water that soaked his short, brown fur and it stung his eyes, preventing him from properly seeing everything. His eyes widened in horror as cats flailed in the water, being dragged away by the current past him and the tom-cat reached out, wanting to help them, but alas, it was much too late for him to do anything now. The sound of something moving made his ears perk and he turned his head, only to look on in horror and surprise as a large mass of tree branches came rushing towards him in the water and slammed into him, causing Pinewhisker to slip from his hold and his whole body went under, tumbling through the darkened waters as he was thrown against rocks and branches alike, the tom-cat opened to jaws to scream out for help, but only filthy water flooded his mouth and made the tom-cat want to throw-up in disgust and for lack of air in his lungs. He desperately flailed his paws, hoping to find the surface of the water and to his luck, his head broke through the surface and he took the moment to utter a chilling yowl of distress. “Somebody, help me!” Pinewhisker shrieked, his tone straggled by the lack of air that was coming to him and the exhaustion in his system. He soon went under again, crashing into the bottom of the watery depths and his eyes widened as one of his back legs got trapped within some stones around the bottom of the flood waters, trapping him under the surface. He thrashed violently in order to get free, but his body was already so weak from fighting from before and for once, the warrior thought that he wasn’t going to make it.

[Cosmo]

Constellation
Fern
Creampaw
A cry of his name and his siblings touched the toms ears. He ran towards it. "Dad!" he called. "Dad!" Creampaw was sure the voice was his dads. The second voice calling out to his dad must have been Ashpaw. "Ashpaw! Dad!" he called, adding his brothers name. "I'm here!" Creampaw was sure his father was terrified that he couldn't find his family. The truth was, Creampaw was to. Where was his mother, heavy with his siblings? Where was Ambercrackle? As Creampaw got closer to his father, he called out his fathers real name. "Quietdance! Dad!"



Gingerpaw
Chameleon
The ginger tabby apprentice ran with all the speed her little legs could muster. Why had the flood happened? Gingerpaw knew floods were created when there was too much rain. But it felt like StarClan to was weeping for them. What was Gingerpaw going to do? She couldn't find any cats she cared about. Rubyclaw? Blarepaw? Neither. Suddenly her gaze feel on two apprentices she had never seen before. Gingerpaw rushed toward them

(Sagegrowl)
Sagegrowl looked around, where was Rosekit? Her little kit? Her mate had died a while ago, not because of the flood. But what if she lost Rosekit too? Sagegrowl kept running, her gaze frantically raking the place around her. This was awful. First her mate. Then the flood. Then Rosekit? What was StarClan doing to her?
CandyFlossCat (Rosekit is yours)

Marblesky
Marbelsky ran. her paws skidded on everything around her. Stones. Puddles. Everything was stopping her from getting somewhere safe. Water lapped at her heels. At least it felt like that. Her eyes were wide with horror. Marblesky didn't know many cats in ShadowClan, but she cared for most of them. This was awful. She could die. Anyone could die.
(Open)

[Ainz Ooal Gown]

Shadomaru
His question made her pause for a moment and think - where would they go now that their home was submerged in water? The long-furred warrior knew not where they would go nor what would come for the fate of Shadowclan themselves. Blackfrost shook her head and looked back at the camp, seeing dens collapse under the force of the water and heavy branches move through the current rather quickly. She then looked to her mate, knowing as much as she did about their future fate. “I don’t know.” The warrior replied, honest with the male, “Though, judging on the direction we’re heading, I think we’ll be staying with Riverclan for awhile since the water disperses.” Blackfrost quickened her pace, mud sliding in between her paws and making the warrior slip and slide every now and then because of the rushed pace she was after to catch up with her clan. “Let’s not worry about that now though, we have each other and that’s what’s important.” She said in hope to reassure her mate's idle worrying and concern, “We’ll get through this, together. We’re warriors and we don’t let something like this get us down.”

Fawn
The small apprentice did not know how to properly respond to her friend’s words of comfort and promise, though she did lift her head slightly to peer at him with unanswered questions lurking within her eyes. Would he hold to his word in the end or would something happen and she would lose him like everyone before him? Newtpaw knew, deep down, that she shouldn’t be thinking like this, especially now of all times. “I believe you.” She finally decided to say to Lionpaw, but did not look at him when doing so, “Come on, we don’t want to get left behind.” The horrifying images and feelings that swarmed her mind made the apprentice want to collapse right then and there, but she couldn’t - not now, not yet. There was no time for rest, nor was it time to feel sorry for herself. She shook her head, attempting to get those terrible sensations out of her thought process, and quickened her pace, moving through the grass rather quickly as her heart pounded in her chest. Newtpaw glanced behind her to look at her best friend only once, hoping that he would follow. For now, all she could do was hope that he would keep to his every word.

(OPEN FOR RESCUE)
Now that Bumbledawn had gotten to safety, Pinewhisker clung to dear life as his grip on the floating branch was slipping. The murky, strong current was seeming to latch onto his fur, mustering all the force and strength to take him down with it. The young warrior was shaking from the cold, filthy water that soaked his short, brown fur and it stung his eyes, preventing him from properly seeing everything. His eyes widened in horror as cats flailed in the water, being dragged away by the current past him and the tom-cat reached out, wanting to help them, but alas, it was much too late for him to do anything now. The sound of something moving made his ears perk and he turned his head, only to look on in horror and surprise as a large mass of tree branches came rushing towards him in the water and slammed into him, causing Pinewhisker to slip from his hold and his whole body went under, tumbling through the darkened waters as he was thrown against rocks and branches alike, the tom-cat opened to jaws to scream out for help, but only filthy water flooded his mouth and made the tom-cat want to throw-up in disgust and for lack of air in his lungs. He desperately flailed his paws, hoping to find the surface of the water and to his luck, his head broke through the surface and he took the moment to utter a chilling yowl of distress. “Somebody, help me!” Pinewhisker shrieked, his tone straggled by the lack of air that was coming to him and the exhaustion in his system. He soon went under again, crashing into the bottom of the watery depths and his eyes widened as one of his back legs got trapped within some stones around the bottom of the flood waters, trapping him under the surface. He thrashed violently in order to get free, but his body was already so weak from fighting from before and for once, the warrior thought that he wasn’t going to make it.

Crowhawk looked back at where the camp once was. He never thought it would be gone in a flash like that. He then looked at where he was going and realized that they were headed in the direction of Riverclan. How embarrassing, having to ask another clan harbor them, but there was nothing he could so about that. He followed her again, though this time he could not match his pace. He was just too tired and he hurt everywhere. That didnt stop him from trying though and he painfully caught up to her, but didn't let it show. Her words did assure him though that everything wouls be fine though and he really appreciated the fact that she was trying to keep his spirits up and it really did work. "Right." He told her sounding more confident. "Lets catch up then."

[Darky]

Wolfpaw raced through the crowds, helping any cat that needed it. When he and across Nightkit wondering around on her own, he didn't hesitate. "Don't worry little one. I've got you. Do you know where your parents or siblings might be? I suggest the first thing you do is go to one of them but if not, I'll take you up to safety. How about that? Sound good?" he had to yell to be heard over all the splashing and squelching but he was sure he was clear enough.
"I don't have any siblings, I could go with you I guess." Nightkit yelled to Wolfpaw to be clear. The little black kit didn't want to talk about what happened with her mother as she wasn't in the mood. She stared at wolfpaw while her green eyes looked at camp with a sigh. The water reminded her of her mother death. Sadnesses had filled the young kit as she had remembered about that horrible day.

[wickedvirtues]

apprentices she had never seen before. Gingerpaw rushed toward them

(Sagegrowl)
Sagegrowl looked around, where was Rosekit? Her little kit? Her mate had died a while ago, not because of the flood. But what if she lost Rosekit too? Sagegrowl kept running, her gaze frantically raking the place around her. This was awful. First her mate. Then the flood. Then Rosekit? What was StarClan doing to her?
CandyFlossCat (Rosekit is yours)



Rosekit let out a tiny wail, the water plastered to her fur as she tried to swim towards her mother. Her tiny limbs flailed in an attempt to swim as she wailed again, ears pinned back. Her eyes were wide, filled with panic.

[Cosmo]

Rosekit let out a tiny wail, the water plastered to her fur as she tried to swim towards her mother. Her tiny limbs flailed in an attempt to swim as she wailed again, ears pinned back. Her eyes were wide, filled with panic.


Sagegrowl dived towards her kit, grabbing the small things scruff in her teeth. She pulled her up. Setting Rosekit on a rock, she began to cover her in frantic licks. "Are you alright?" she asked, her voice hoarse. Poor Rosekit. At least she wasn't dead. Sagegrowl had something to be thankful for, her kit was alive. Well, two things. Her kit was alive. And she was alive.

[Serendipity]

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Daypaw peaked out of their den. They knew there was heavy storming lately but...not this. Nothing compared to this. Their first instint was Starclan, to blame them. But they pushed their pettiness aside and looked around camp. Mud, water, every where. Dens were going to be destroyed, and Shadowclan along with them if they didnt reach high ground. They were new to this whole medcat world, they had to put their clan first above all. They turned to their den. There were patients in there that couldnt move by themselves, to weak to get up and get help. Where was Halestar? All the enby saw was Goldeneye rushing to get them to higher ground. "I need help to get my pateints to higher ground!" Daypaw shouted to the air. Anybody. thats all they needed. Right now they didnt care that their life could be in danger, but wanted the cats inside their den out as soon as possible.[/SFONT]
Still Open???)

[judas]

Shortsoul spotted the apprentice and swam after her . The black and vitiligo she cat was close to her " grab on to my back ! And hurry! " she said not wanting another young life gone.

Wildpaw didn't hesitate, she put her paws tightly around the warrior. Wildpaw shivered, closing her eyes. Her belly fur was covered in mud. Wildpaw trightned her grip, shivering anymore. She coughed, attempting to shake her head to get rid of mud clinging to her. She was still crying, shivering. Wildpaw burried her face in the Warrior's fur, doing her best to stop crying and get warm.
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Lunacross Wyldfire
{I guess we should start here since this is the evacuation}
Rain poored harder on her pelt, Mistytuft looked around. The sky was dark and mud was everywhere. Mistytuft slipped slightly, digging her claws in the ground. "Peachfuzz! You need to get Tinyfuzz and the others," She didn't care her brother was mad now. Mistytuft had to help the clan, male or female. She looked at Onionpaw, pressing to his side. "Dig your claws in the mud so you don't slip and get in front of me. I'll get you if you fall." Mistytuft's tail was becomming soaked, she gave it a little shake before taking a few steps. Her soaking fur felt heavy, but she couldn't think about that now. She walked carfully, scanning the area for siblings. I hope Cedartuft and Barkfang are okay. The thought of her parents dying made a shiver run through her spine.

[Doodle]

(Open)

Sunmist's paws splashed through water as he desperately searched for his adoptive kit, Shadekit. Where is he? As soon as he could, the tom had rushed to the nursery, but it appeared that the queens had been a step ahead of him and already had almost everyone out. The remaining cats were already being helped. The large tom took in a shaky breath and told himself he would have to assume Shadekit was fine as he trudged through the territory.

The never stopping rainfall only served to make him colder, and his puffy fur had become plastered to his side. He was thoroughly soaked, and shivers were wracking his body. Sunmist could only assume that smaller cats were faring even worse than him, and a pang of concern went through him for the kits and apprentices. His eyes did a quick sweep of the territory around him, searching for any cat in need of assistance. The tom was determined to help as much as he could in his clan's time of need.

[Momotaro]

AUtumnpaw felt the water pool round her paws, a shiver going through her spine, she looked around wildly for her brother, "Mistpaw!" She yowled, "Where are you?" The Molly stumbled back, the waves crashing down onto her. "Help!"

[wickedvirtues]

Sagegrowl dived towards her kit, grabbing the small things scruff in her teeth. She pulled her up. Setting Rosekit on a rock, she began to cover her in frantic licks. "Are you alright?" she asked, her voice hoarse. Poor Rosekit. At least she wasn't dead. Sagegrowl had something to be thankful for, her kit was alive. Well, two things. Her kit was alive. And she was alive.


Rosekit nodded, not protesting as she fluffed out her fur for warmth. "I'm scared" she whimpered, looking at the water. "Where are we gonna live now?" She asked, ears pinned back.

[Cosmo]

Rosekit nodded, not protesting as she fluffed out her fur for warmth. "I'm scared" she whimpered, looking at the water. "Where are we gonna live now?" She asked, ears pinned back.


Sagegrowl was caught off guard. She, like all the cats around her, didn't now. "I don't know, darling." she answered, hoping her kit would be alright with the answer. "Somewhere safe." she added to comfort her kit. Sagegrowl hated loners, but that didn't mean she wouldn't do anything for her kit. She would live with loners for her whole life if it meant Rosekit was safe. She hoped that they would find somewhere safe. She wasn't the only queen.

[Mango]

Gingerpaw
Chameleon
The ginger tabby apprentice ran with all the speed her little legs could muster. Why had the flood happened? Gingerpaw knew floods were created when there was too much rain. But it felt like StarClan to was weeping for them. What was Gingerpaw going to do? She couldn't find any cats she cared about. Rubyclaw? Blarepaw? Neither. Suddenly her gaze feel on two apprentices she had never seen before. Gingerpaw rushed toward them


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Elmpaw saw the franic apprentice, he'd heard of her name before oh what is her name? Oh, right Gingerpaw! he yowled to be heard over the storm," Gingerpaw over here.Don't worry Goldeneyes is helping everyone escape. It'll be all right, I'm sure Riverclan will let us stay."
Dungpaw stood frozen in terror.

[wickedvirtues]

Sagegrowl was caught off guard. She, like all the cats around her, didn't now. "I don't know, darling." she answered, hoping her kit would be alright with the answer. "Somewhere safe." she added to comfort her kit. Sagegrowl hated loners, but that didn't mean she wouldn't do anything for her kit. She would live with loners for her whole life if it meant Rosekit was safe. She hoped that they would find somewhere safe. She wasn't the only queen.


"O-Okay.." she mewed softly, her tail swaying. She didn't say anything else, because she knew her mother was unsure. "That's good.." she added, opening her jaws in a tiny yawn. Rosekit wondered where, exactly. She hoped it wasn't with kittypets. But that was a very slim chance, perhaps another Clan?

[Cosmo]

"O-Okay.." she mewed softly, her tail swaying. She didn't say anything else, because she knew her mother was unsure. "That's good.." she added, opening her jaws in a tiny yawn. Rosekit wondered where, exactly. She hoped it wasn't with kittypets. But that was a very slim chance, perhaps another Clan?


Sagegrowl looked at her small kit. "Halestar and Goldeneye will find a place for us to stay. For now, we need to keep moving." she told Rosekit in her best motherly and reassuring voice. No one was going to touch her kit. Sagegrowl picked up her kit by the scruff and began walking onward, this time determined that it would be alright.

[ShiningFern]

"Help!" The molly said loudly, looking around her. She had slipped, and her paws had gotten stuck in the mud. She had tried fiercely to get out, but she had only sunk down further. Silverear hadn't seen her 5 1/2 moon old son or 2 moon old adoptive daughter in the nursery, so she started getting to higher ground. The most likely reason she was stuck was the weight she had been gaining recently, but no tom would be able to tell, it was too early still. Only a molly, and one that had kitted before would be able to tell. The silvery calico waved her tail wildly, trying to gain the attention of a clanmate as she kept mewing, "Help! I am stuck." The rain had plastered her thick fur to her sides, the mud making her hardly recognizable anymore. She was worried no one would notice, and that she would be stuck there and die.

(Open)

[The Mad Katter]

(Open)

Sunmist's paws splashed through water as he desperately searched for his adoptive kit, Shadekit. Where is he? As soon as he could, the tom had rushed to the nursery, but it appeared that the queens had been a step ahead of him and already had almost everyone out. The remaining cats were already being helped. The large tom took in a shaky breath and told himself he would have to assume Shadekit was fine as he trudged through the territory.

The never stopping rainfall only served to make him colder, and his puffy fur had become plastered to his side. He was thoroughly soaked, and shivers were wracking his body. Sunmist could only assume that smaller cats were faring even worse than him, and a pang of concern went through him for the kits and apprentices. His eyes did a quick sweep of the territory around him, searching for any cat in need of assistance. The tom was determined to help as much as he could in his clan's time of need.

Roseblaze trudged through the mud, steely determination set in her eyes. She darted from cat to cat, looking for any that needed help. The water tugged at her long legs, but the calico she-cat kept walking, the need to help overwhelming her. She spotted a shivering tom, his fur plastered to his body. She struggled over to him. "Are you alright?" she asked. "Do you need any help?"

~~~

Dewkit shivered as his fur clung to his small body. "Mama!" he wailed as he frantically searched the bodies beside him for any sign of his mother. He could feel panic growing when he didn't see any cat he recognized. The grey tabby sunk into the mud, chest heaving as he tried not to think of the horrible things that could happen to him without his mother to protect him.

[wickedvirtues]

Sagegrowl looked at her small kit. "Halestar and Goldeneye will find a place for us to stay. For now, we need to keep moving." she told Rosekit in her best motherly and reassuring voice. No one was going to touch her kit. Sagegrowl picked up her kit by the scruff and began walking onward, this time determined that it would be alright.


Rosekit gave a small nod, dangling from her mothers jaws as she looked around. Maybe they'd stay with a fun Clan! But most of them were at war, so who?

[Leucos]

Wildpaw didn't hesitate, she put her paws tightly around the warrior. Wildpaw shivered, closing her eyes. Her belly fur was covered in mud. Wildpaw trightned her grip, shivering anymore. She coughed, attempting to shake her head to get rid of mud clinging to her. She was still crying, shivering. Wildpaw burried her face in the Warrior's fur, doing her best to stop crying and get warm.
--
Lunacross Wyldfire
{I guess we should start here since this is the evacuation}
Rain poored harder on her pelt, Mistytuft looked around. The sky was dark and mud was everywhere. Mistytuft slipped slightly, digging her claws in the ground. "Peachfuzz! You need to get Tinyfuzz and the others," She didn't care her brother was mad now. Mistytuft had to help the clan, male or female. She looked at Onionpaw, pressing to his side. "Dig your claws in the mud so you don't slip and get in front of me. I'll get you if you fall." Mistytuft's tail was becomming soaked, she gave it a little shake before taking a few steps. Her soaking fur felt heavy, but she couldn't think about that now. She walked carfully, scanning the area for siblings. I hope Cedartuft and Barkfang are okay. The thought of her parents dying made a shiver run through her spine.


Shortsoul felt the she cat cry and felt awful ' where is her parents !?' She thought as she swam. Shortsoul found a piece of land that was not engulfed in this terrible storm. She swam to it and climbed up the rock and dragged wildpaw up as well the land was covered by some rocks it was the perfect shelter. She saw that wildpaw was really scared and upset. The vitilligo she cat put her tail around wildpaw and nuzzled her " its ok I'm here you want me to stay? " she meowed motherly feeling sorry for her.

[Doodle]

Roseblaze trudged through the mud, steely determination set in her eyes. She darted from cat to cat, looking for any that needed help. The water tugged at her long legs, but the calico she-cat kept walking, the need to help overwhelming her. She spotted a shivering tom, his fur plastered to his body. She struggled over to him. "Are you alright?" she asked. "Do you need any help?"

~~~

Dewkit shivered as his fur clung to his small body. "Mama!" he wailed as he frantically searched the bodies beside him for any sign of his mother. He could feel panic growing when he didn't see any cat he recognized. The grey tabby sunk into the mud, chest heaving as he tried not to think of the horrible things that could happen to him without his mother to protect him.

Sunmist looked up as a molly walked his way, and he recognized her as Roseblaze- at least, he was fairly sure that was her name. "I'm fine," he chattered back. "Just a bit cold, though I think we all are. How are you holding up?" He was in the middle of glancing around his clanmates once more when a small voice called out, and the tom twirled around. "Quick!" He called to the cat beside him. "There's a kit by himself, I don't think his mother is nearby." The orange tom only spared the she-cat a second glance before moving as quickly as he could over to the kit.

He crouched down besides the young scrap as soon as he reached him though all the mud. "There now, little one. It's all going to be alright." He used his tail to wrap around the kitten, hoping to bring some comfort and possibly some warmth to him. "I need you to stand up, okay? We can't stay here; we need to get somewhere safer. If you're too tired, I could carry you," he offered, turning to briefly look for Roseblaze. While he had left to help the kit, he wanted to make sure she was still fine- despite the fact that it was her who had been offering Sunmist some help.

[Cosmo]

Rubinaito
Teza
CandyFlossCat

Pearlstream's gaze swept over the crowd. Where was Daturakit? Suddenly the sound of someone yowling her kits name hit her ears. She waited a while, just to make sure it truly was her kits name, and then she took off. Pearlstream's gaze raked the crowd as she ran, searching for her kit. Her gaze caught on Echoskip, and a small shape. Daturakit. Pearlstream picked up her speed until she was at their side.

Chameleon
Gingerpaw looked at the two apprentices. "What is it Dungpaw?" she asked, without a roll of her eyes. She was two worried about her clan to be sassy at the moment. Gingerpaw wanted to help the two male apprentices. But she needed to know why Dungpaw was frozen like that.

Rosekit gave a small nod, dangling from her mothers jaws as she looked around. Maybe they'd stay with a fun Clan! But most of them were at war, so who?
Sagegrowl didn't say anything, she was terrified. Though she didn't show it, the molly could have easily been shaking all over. Using all of her motherly spirit, she had managed to comfort her kit, but she was terrified.

[judas]

Shortsoul felt the she cat cry and felt awful ' where is her parents !?' She thought as she swam. Shortsoul found a piece of land that was not engulfed in this terrible storm. She swam to it and climbed up the rock and dragged wildpaw up as well the land was covered by some rocks it was the perfect shelter. She saw that wildpaw was really scared and upset. The vitilligo she cat put her tail around wildpaw and nuzzled her " its ok I'm here you want me to stay? " she meowed motherly feeling sorry for her.
Wildpaw wiped her tears with a front paw. This cat was kind, she liked that. Wildpaw looked down, seeing other cats who might need help. This place was high, maybe she could wait. Wildpaw moved her front paws, curling into a ball. "I-I think I'll stay here f-for now. You sh-hould go see if anyone needs help.
A-after they find where we should go c-could you get me?" Wildpaw looked up at the cat, shivering slightly. She wished her legs would work, and she hadn't been in the clearing when Daypaw left.

[The Mad Katter]

Sunmist looked up as a molly walked his way, and he recognized her as Roseblaze- at least, he was fairly sure that was her name. "I'm fine," he chattered back. "Just a bit cold, though I think we all are. How are you holding up?" He was in the middle of glancing around his clanmates once more when a small voice called out, and the tom twirled around. "Quick!" He called to the cat beside him. "There's a kit by himself, I don't think his mother is nearby." The orange tom only spared the she-cat a second glance before moving as quickly as he could over to the kit.

He crouched down besides the young scrap as soon as he reached him though all the mud. "There now, little one. It's all going to be alright." He used his tail to wrap around the kitten, hoping to bring some comfort and possibly some warmth to him. "I need you to stand up, okay? We can't stay here; we need to get somewhere safer. If you're too tired, I could carry you," he offered, turning to briefly look for Roseblaze. While he had left to help the kit, he wanted to make sure she was still fine- despite the fact that it was her who had been offering Sunmist some help.

Roseblaze shrugged. "I'm fine, just looking for cats to help." The she-cat sighed. "It's hard to keep every cat together in a situation like this." She shook some mud out of her pelt and was about to speak again, when the tom, Sunmist? Roseblaze thought, hurried over to a kit stuck in the mud. She quickly scrambled over to see the condition of the small kitten.

~~
Dewkit looked up at the tom standing over him. His words barely registered within the small kit's brain, but he assumed that he needed to stand. The grey tabby stood, his legs shaky and covered in mud. "I-I c-can w-w-walk," he mewed, his teeth chattering from the cold mud seeping into his fur. The four moon old kit took a few steps forward. "See? I'm fine." He smiled half-heartedly, trying not to dwell on the fact that his whole family was gone. Dewkit shivered again and pressed himself against the tom's legs. He looked up at him. "I'm Dewkit. Where are we going? Is StarClan angry at us? Is that why our territory flooded?" he chattered, questions flooding his mind much like the water flooded ShadowClan's land.

[wickedvirtues]

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Sagegrowl didn't say anything, she was terrified. Though she didn't show it, the molly could have easily been shaking all over. Using all of her motherly spirit, she had managed to comfort her kit, but she was terrified.

Rosekit was afraid, the water was threatening from the eyes of a young kit and she looked at her mother. She always seemed to be so calm, and Rosekit admired that. She knew, however, both of them were panicking on the inside.

[Cosmo]

Rosekit was afraid, the water was threatening from the eyes of a young kit and she looked at her mother. She always seemed to be so calm, and Rosekit admired that. She knew, however, both of them were panicking on the inside.


The young queen hoped that Rosekit hadn't noticed how terrified she was. Sagegrowl didn't want to make her kit scared. If Rosekit knew that she was scared, then Rosekit would get scared, and that wasn't good. She cared a lot about Rosekit. The flood waters scared enough kits as it was. Sagegrowl was aware that Rosekit was already scared, but if Rosekit knew that she was scared, Rosekit would be terrified.

[Leucos]

Wildpaw wiped her tears with a front paw. This cat was kind, she liked that. Wildpaw looked down, seeing other cats who might need help. This place was high, maybe she could wait. Wildpaw moved her front paws, curling into a ball. "I-I think I'll stay here f-for now. You sh-hould go see if anyone needs help.
A-after they find where we should go c-could you get me?" Wildpaw looked up at the cat, shivering slightly. She wished her legs would work, and she hadn't been in the clearing when Daypaw left.

The vitiligo she cat hissed at that " there are plenty other cats helping others! Your more important! Your condition is not safe for this type of disaster . And besides I'm not letting you get even more hurt " shortsoul said softly at the end and put her tail around the apprentice and felt her shiver.

[Doodle]

Roseblaze shrugged. "I'm fine, just looking for cats to help." The she-cat sighed. "It's hard to keep every cat together in a situation like this." She shook some mud out of her pelt and was about to speak again, when the tom, Sunmist? Roseblaze thought, hurried over to a kit stuck in the mud. She quickly scrambled over to see the condition of the small kitten.

~~
Dewkit looked up at the tom standing over him. His words barely registered within the small kit's brain, but he assumed that he needed to stand. The grey tabby stood, his legs shaky and covered in mud. "I-I c-can w-w-walk," he mewed, his teeth chattering from the cold mud seeping into his fur. The four moon old kit took a few steps forward. "See? I'm fine." He smiled half-heartedly, trying not to dwell on the fact that his whole family was gone. Dewkit shivered again and pressed himself against the tom's legs. He looked up at him. "I'm Dewkit. Where are we going? Is StarClan angry at us? Is that why our territory flooded?" he chattered, questions flooding his mind much like the water flooded ShadowClan's land.

Sunmist managed a small smile as Roseblaze reached him, mentally agreeing with her statement. It was very hard to keep a group of cats together in a mess such as this, and he hoped not too many of his clanmates would be lost. The tom turned down to look at Dewkit as he rose, thankful that he seemed strong enough for walking, if a bit cold. "Nice to meet you, Dewkit. I'm Sunmist. We're going to higher ground so that we'll be safe from the floods," he explained to the kit, glancing over his shoulder to check the water following them. His heart clenched when he realized it was getting closer- and faster. They needed to get moving, so he encouraged the kit to move by pressing his tail into him and taking a few steps forwards.

He took a couple heartbeats to think of a response to the rest of Dewkit's questions. Was Starclan mad at them? He couldn't think of a reason why, but perhaps it was because of the biased views forming in the clan against other cats? It wouldn't make sense to punish the whole clan for it, however, so he decided that must not be the reason. "Of course they're not mad at us, we've done nothing wrong," Sunmist soothed the kit, glancing at Roseblaze to try and gather her opinion on the matter. "It's just been raining too much- sometimes things like this happen, and we just have to bare with it."

[Mango]

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Pearlstream's gaze swept over the crowd. Where was Daturakit? Suddenly the sound of someone yowling her kits name hit her ears. She waited a while, just to make sure it truly was her kits name, and then she took off. Pearlstream's gaze raked the crowd as she ran, searching for her kit. Her gaze caught on Echoskip, and a small shape. Daturakit. Pearlstream picked up her speed until she was at their side.

Chameleon
Gingerpaw looked at the two apprentices. "What is it Dungpaw?" she asked, without a roll of her eyes. She was two worried about her clan to be sassy at the moment. Gingerpaw wanted to help the two male apprentices. But she needed to know why Dungpaw was frozen like that.


Sagegrowl didn't say anything, she was terrified. Though she didn't show it, the molly could have easily been shaking all over. Using all of her motherly spirit, she had managed to comfort her kit, but she was terrified.

Dungpaw spoke quietly," the camp will be destroyed and riverclan will make us swim." He replied
Elmpaw paused," I'm sure once we leave he'll move, he normally will do this when he's scared."

[wickedvirtues]

The young queen hoped that Rosekit hadn't noticed how terrified she was. Sagegrowl didn't want to make her kit scared. If Rosekit knew that she was scared, then Rosekit would get scared, and that wasn't good. She cared a lot about Rosekit. The flood waters scared enough kits as it was. Sagegrowl was aware that Rosekit was already scared, but if Rosekit knew that she was scared, Rosekit would be terrified.

Rosekit decided to not comment on it, as she was already scared. She gazed away from the water, spotting a tiny bit of dry land. That'd feel nice under her paws, instead of cold muddy water. Rosekit purred at the thought of grass, but the mud would be annoying. Though, it was much better than drowning.

[judas]

The vitiligo she cat hissed at that " there are plenty other cats helping others! Your more important! Your condition is not safe for this type of disaster . And besides I'm not letting you get even more hurt " shortsoul said softly at the end and put her tail around the apprentice and felt her shiver.
Wildpaw was slightly shocked, and still shivering. "O-okay." Wildpaw buried her face in the cat's fur. It was hard to get warm soaking wet. What would she do when they found a place to stay? Wildpaw coughed again slighting, flicking her ears and shuffling her paws to try and warm up.

[Leucos]

Wildpaw was slightly shocked, and still shivering. "O-okay." Wildpaw buried her face in the cat's fur. It was hard to get warm soaking wet. What would she do when they found a place to stay? Wildpaw coughed again slighting, flicking her ears and shuffling her paws to try and warm up.

Shortsoul smiles and looked around . Everything was destroyed well for the most part. Her den was gone but it wasn't like she had much , she looked down at wildpaw and cleaned her fur .' I won't let this cat be left alone like I was.' She thought and purred as she cleaned wildpaw

[The Mad Katter]

Sunmist managed a small smile as Roseblaze reached him, mentally agreeing with her statement. It was very hard to keep a group of cats together in a mess such as this, and he hoped not too many of his clanmates would be lost. The tom turned down to look at Dewkit as he rose, thankful that he seemed strong enough for walking, if a bit cold. "Nice to meet you, Dewkit. I'm Sunmist. We're going to higher ground so that we'll be safe from the floods," he explained to the kit, glancing over his shoulder to check the water following them. His heart clenched when he realized it was getting closer- and faster. They needed to get moving, so he encouraged the kit to move by pressing his tail into him and taking a few steps forwards.

He took a couple heartbeats to think of a response to the rest of Dewkit's questions. Was Starclan mad at them? He couldn't think of a reason why, but perhaps it was because of the biased views forming in the clan against other cats? It wouldn't make sense to punish the whole clan for it, however, so he decided that must not be the reason. "Of course they're not mad at us, we've done nothing wrong," Sunmist soothed the kit, glancing at Roseblaze to try and gather her opinion on the matter. "It's just been raining too much- sometimes things like this happen, and we just have to bare with it."

Dewkit started walking, gazing around at the other cats. He looked back up at Sunmist as he answered the kit's questions. His brow furrowed in thought. "I guess you're right," he finally mewed. The tom looked up at Roseblaze. "What do you think?" he asked the calico she-cat.

Roseblaze looked down at the tom-kit. "I think that StarClan wouldn't do something like this to us. They're our ancestors, and they care about us. Besides, what have we done wrong?" she replied, licking the kit's ears in comfort. "We'll get through this. If I know one thing, it's that ShadowClan is strong, and we've got each other. So don't worry, okay?" she smiled at Dewkit before looking up at Sunmist. "Where are we going?" she murmured, making sure Dewkit didn't hear.

(Sorry, got to go. Bye!)

[judas]

Shortsoul smiles and looked around . Everything was destroyed well for the most part. Her den was gone but it wasn't like she had much , she looked down at wildpaw and cleaned her fur .' I won't let this cat be left alone like I was.' She thought and purred as she cleaned wildpaw
Wildpaw liked Shortsoul, she was warm and calm. Almost like her late mother, it made her feel happy. Wildpaw looked around, feeling like a kit. "Where are we going to do now?" She asked, everything was destroyed, and the nearest camp was Riverclan. "We attacked Riverclan, but do you think They'll let us stay?" Their clan would be half the size now, and there camp was destroyed. "Do think the water will go down?" Wildpaw shut her muzzle, she felt like she was asking to many questions. She sighed, resting her head on her paws.
(I gotta make breakfast so my next reply may be a little short)

[Panic]

[Open]

Skunkbelly ran through the crowd, searching for any kits that had been left behind. No one that I recognize... He turned around, doing another scan of the area.

[Open]
Dunestripe shuddered. Where would we go...? If our territory is ruined... He moved forward with the crowd. He had no kits to find. He slowly moved forward, nervous about Shadowclan's future.

[Cosmo]

Rosekit decided to not comment on it, as she was already scared. She gazed away from the water, spotting a tiny bit of dry land. That'd feel nice under her paws, instead of cold muddy water. Rosekit purred at the thought of grass, but the mud would be annoying. Though, it was much better than drowning.

Sagegrowl heard her kits purr, and was genuinely confused. What made Rosekit so happy a small purr erupted from her throat? Not anything that was going on at the moment Sagegrowl hoped. There was nothing good going on. It was all awful. Cats dying. Kits wailing. Daypaw had their paws full. Not one thing was good about that day. Sagegrowl tried to ignore her kits purr, but the question of why little Rosekit had purred was still plastered to her brain. Why had Rosekit purred? It didn't make sense. Everything that was going on was awful. There was nothing that should cause a young kit to purr. "Rosekit, why are you happy? Sagegrowl asked. She regretted her words, for she was talking to her kit, asking her why she was happy just seemed wrong. But it was too late to take back her words. Their poison venom had already slipped out.


Dungpaw spoke quietly," the camp will be destroyed and riverclan will make us swim." He replied
Elmpaw paused," I'm sure once we leave he'll move, he normally will do this when he's scared."

Gingerpaw did a full on eye roll. Dungpaw needed to get a move on. "RiverClan is going to make you swim if you stay there," she cast a warning glance at Elmpaw, daring him to speak. "And the flood is too." she added. Her second set of words were true. If Dungpaw stayed there he sealed his own fate. The flood would surely wash him away. Gingerpaw wasn't the type of she-cats who comforted cats. She used her quick-wit and snappy tongue to take care of things. Instead of comforting Dungpaw, she made a quick remark.

[Mango]

Sagegrowl heard her kits purr, and was genuinely confused. What made Rosekit so happy a small purr erupted from her throat? Not anything that was going on at the moment Sagegrowl hoped. There was nothing good going on. It was all awful. Cats dying. Kits wailing. Daypaw had their paws full. Not one thing was good about that day. Sagegrowl tried to ignore her kits purr, but the question of why little Rosekit had purred was still plastered to her brain. Why had Rosekit purred? It didn't make sense. Everything that was going on was awful. There was nothing that should cause a young kit to purr. "Rosekit, why are you happy? Sagegrowl asked. She regretted her words, for she was talking to her kit, asking her why she was happy just seemed wrong. But it was too late to take back her words. Their poison venom had already slipped out.




Gingerpaw did a full on eye roll. Dungpaw needed to get a move on. "RiverClan is going to make you swim if you stay there," she cast a warning glance at Elmpaw, daring him to speak. "And the flood is too." she added. Her second set of words were true. If Dungpaw stayed there he sealed his own fate. The flood would surely wash him away. Gingerpaw wasn't the type of she-cats who comforted cats. She used her quick-wit and snappy tongue to take care of things. Instead of comforting Dungpaw, she made a quick remark.

Dungpaw reluctantly sighed," I'll move a little further into the teritory, but I'm not crossing the border. They eat fish not frogs." He slightly resisted, but knew they were right and allowed himself to walk towards the camp entrance.

Elmpaw gave him a nudge," You'll drown if you walk,"

Dungpaw shrugged," It's flooding slowly, I don't need to run nessisarily, I just need to move my feet forward."

[wickedvirtues]

Sagegrowl heard her kits purr, and was genuinely confused. What made Rosekit so happy a small purr erupted from her throat? Not anything that was going on at the moment Sagegrowl hoped. There was nothing good going on. It was all awful. Cats dying. Kits wailing. Daypaw had their paws full. Not one thing was good about that day. Sagegrowl tried to ignore her kits purr, but the question of why little Rosekit had purred was still plastered to her brain. Why had Rosekit purred? It didn't make sense. Everything that was going on was awful. There was nothing that should cause a young kit to purr. "Rosekit, why are you happy? Sagegrowl asked. She regretted her words, for she was talking to her kit, asking her why she was happy just seemed wrong. But it was too late to take back her words. Their poison venom had already slipped out.



"We're almost out of the water and stuff!" She mewed, pointing at a patch of grass near them. "Then we'll be safe again when we get up high.. like up there!" She gestured her paw to a hill mostly unaffected by the water. Rosekit was one to see the brighter side of situations, though her panic was flaring in her eyes. "But what about the others?" she suddenly wimpered, ears pinning back and the panic glowing brighter in her eyes.

[vellichor]

Nightleap perked her ears at a loud screech, then ran to where she had barely heard it over the rain. Her black paws managed to stay on top of the mud as she ran, searching for where the loud noise came from. When she heard the young tom once more, Nightleap pinpointed her target and closed in as quickly as she could. "Sharppaw, it'll be okay, I'm here to help," she said calmly to the apprentice. She dug away at the mud surrounding his paw, then grabbed his scruff and pulled him away from the hold before it could close around his leg once more. She dragged the young tom until they were over some slightly sturdier ground. "Can you move?"


Sharppaw attempted to stand. He hissed, but managed to do it on shaky legs. Barely. He took one step and collapsed, further dirtying his pelt. Swallowing his pride, he growled in pain through clenched teeth, "I don't think so..." The eight-moon old apprentice unsheathed his claws and dug them into the ground in pain.

[Leucos]

Wildpaw liked Shortsoul, she was warm and calm. Almost like her late mother, it made her feel happy. Wildpaw looked around, feeling like a kit. "Where are we going to do now?" She asked, everything was destroyed, and the nearest camp was Riverclan. "We attacked Riverclan, but do you think They'll let us stay?" Their clan would be half the size now, and there camp was destroyed. "Do think the water will go down?" Wildpaw shut her muzzle, she felt like she was asking to many questions. She sighed, resting her head on her paws.
(I gotta make breakfast so my next reply may be a little short)

Shortsoul ears perked at her questions " well the best thing is to find shelter and riverclan is probably not gonna be happy with use for one and I'm not sure how long this retched storm will last " the she cat said softly and kept close to wildpaw trying to keep her warm . She kept her ears perked and her tail around the apprentice.

[Splash]

[Open]
Dunestripe shuddered. Where would we go...? If our territory is ruined... He moved forward with the crowd. He had no kits to find. He slowly moved forward, nervous about Shadowclan's future.
Wispdance barged into camp, having just gotten back from the scattered RiverClan attack patrol. She scanned the camp, trying to find someone to help, though with the darkness of night and the relentless, pelting rain, it was hard to see. She found herself next to Dunestripe, and blinked at him. "Do you know if there's a specific place we're going?" she asked, her tone calm despite her internal worry.

[Cosmo]

"We're almost out of the water and stuff!" She mewed, pointing at a patch of grass near them. "Then we'll be safe again when we get up high.. like up there!" She gestured her paw to a hill mostly unaffected by the water. Rosekit was one to see the brighter side of situations, though her panic was flaring in her eyes. "But what about the others?" she suddenly wimpered, ears pinning back and the panic glowing brighter in her eyes.

Sagegrowl was happy to find her kit was looking on the bright side of life. Then she heard Rosekit whimper. All her proud feelings and the small puddle of happiness dried up and withered away. Sagegrowl was left with that growing despair that had been there for so long. "They'll be fine." she insisted, though Sagegrowl wasn't sure of her own words. All the cats that had died. All the cats that were dying. It was awful. Rosekit had helped her feel better, but then it had all been erased.

Dungpaw reluctantly sighed," I'll move a little further into the teritory, but I'm not crossing the border. They eat fish not frogs." He slightly resisted, but knew they were right and allowed himself to walk towards the camp entrance.

Elmpaw gave him a nudge," You'll drown if you walk,"

Dungpaw shrugged," It's flooding slowly, I don't need to run nessisarily, I just need to move my feet forward."


Gingerpaw smiled in satisfaction when Dungpaw agreed to walk forward. "Are you sure?" Gingerpaw asked with a smirk. "Lots of cats are being swept away, and you're just walking." she stated as though she knew everything. "Walking slowly." she added, hoping to get him to get a move on. Not only was he probably going to drown. What about those queens? Kits? Elders? Other apprentices? They were all out there drowning. All those ShadowClan cats. What was Dungpaw doing? Walking slowly that's what! How was that supposed to help?

[Teza]

Sharppaw attempted to stand. He hissed, but managed to do it on shaky legs. Barely. He took one step and collapsed, further dirtying his pelt. Swallowing his pride, he growled in pain through clenched teeth, "I don't think so..." The eight-moon old apprentice unsheathed his claws and dug them into the ground in pain.


Nightleap nodded, then maneuvered under the young tom to be able to carry him. "You ready?" she asked, lifting him on her own shaky legs. She was not healthy enough for this, but hopefully, her adrenaline would be enough to get the apprentice to a safer place. She started walking toward the rest of the clan mates that were safe, slowly but surely.

[Mango]

Sagegrowl was happy to find her kit was looking on the bright side of life. Then she heard Rosekit whimper. All her proud feelings and the small puddle of happiness dried up and withered away. Sagegrowl was left with that growing despair that had been there for so long. "They'll be fine." she insisted, though Sagegrowl wasn't sure of her own words. All the cats that had died. All the cats that were dying. It was awful. Rosekit had helped her feel better, but then it had all been erased.




Gingerpaw smiled in satisfaction when Dungpaw agreed to walk forward. "Are you sure?" Gingerpaw asked with a smirk. "Lots of cats are being swept away, and you're just walking." she stated as though she knew everything. "Walking slowly." she added, hoping to get him to get a move on. Not only was he probably going to drown. What about those queens? Kits? Elders? Other apprentices? They were all out there drowning. All those ShadowClan cats. What was Dungpaw doing? Walking slowly that's what! How was that supposed to help?

Dungpaw paused," No apprentice was swept away, but I'll walk at a regular pace if you prefer. I'm heavy enough to withstand the water." As he said that and was starting to walk faster he saw a warrior being dragging along the currents. His eyes grew wide," I'm going to die aren't I?" He asked

Elmpaw shook his head," If you keep moving you'll survive. You won't die with us helping you." I promised my mother I'd protect Dungpaw when she died a little while ago in the storm, I must keep that promise he reminded himself silently fighting the urge to sprint towards the border for safety.

[ChameweonRainbow]

Spinekit was currently stuck up a tree. Not the best thing during a flood, especially when said tree was beginning to sink into the muddy ground and fall over. In the panic and roar of the pounding rain the thin, small cat hadn't heard the command to NOT seek shelter in trees. Spinekit was only 5 moons old and was currently terrified out of his mind. He didn't know how swim and the turbulent murky water was climbing ever higher towards his sinking safe spot. "Help!!" He yowled, his cries drowned out by a crack of lightning that raked its claws across the darkened sky. The thunderous boom the resounded horribly loud in the small cat's sensitive ears. The noise shaking the poor cat to his bones and made his wet, muddy fur stand on end.
Spinekit was shaking in both fear and cold as the hard rainfall and harsh winds chilled him to the bone. He gripped his tiny claws harder to the branches he was nestled in near the top of the old tree he was hiding in. The panicked kit yowled and yowled for help, praying to Starclan that someone would come to the rescue.
Nighty

[judas]

Shortsoul ears perked at her questions " well the best thing is to find shelter and riverclan is probably not gonna be happy with use for one and I'm not sure how long this retched storm will last " the she cat said softly and kept close to wildpaw trying to keep her warm . She kept her ears perked and her tail around the apprentice.
Wildpaw looked seeing some cats pass them. "We should get moving." She looked down, the water had risen quickly. If they stay there they would be in more trouble. She looked at Shortsoul, then at the water. "It's higher, I don't think this place will be dry for long!"

[graves]

Still Open???)
No, Sorry !
Two grey cats were walking past the medicine when they noticed Daypaw and their plea for help. Wolfpaw turned and approached the medicine cat. Rockkit saw this too and, being the lover of healing and herbs that he was, he ran over to help. "Don't fear, Daypaw. I'll carry your patients." Wolfpaw declared loudly, trying to be heard over the crashing of the rain. "I'll carry your herbs if you like!" Rockkit spoke up eagerly. "I'll even build dens for your patients while we're up there. What do you say?" The large grey apprentice offered courageously.
Other cats were getting patients Daypaw didnt even think about their herbs. "Thank you," the enby said hasily. The clearing was destroyed, water rushing down like a black and murky swamp just to devour anything it touches. Mud, everywhere. Cats soaked at rain and thunder pour over head. "Both of you can help me carry some herbs, when we get to the top Ill help you start building some den for my patients." They mewed over the storm. Everything was loud and seemed to be ringing in their ears. They turned to them,"To do not eat anything, only hold it in your mouth, got it?" they didnt wait for a reply before they went into the den den, expecting the other cats to follow.

Lambkit tried to think about the meal. He tried to drown out the sounds. Those sounds, they were what filled him with fear. Screams for help, people calling family members that never made it up the hill, thunder and lightening crashing, colliding with the other sounds. The storm tried to drown the sounds along with the makers. He thought about this, and more fear filled him. Mud splashed on him, and he could feel the rain hitting harder, the wind howling like a wolf, and it seemed to answer itself back. The storm found prey, aemd it was his clan.
Daypaw kept scaling the hill, claws digging into the cold mud till their paws would hurt. Everything was so quiet yet so loud at the same time. You couldnt hear anything but the silent pour of the rain. How it overcasted over every single cat in sight, their pelts wet. Daypaw was shaking at this point. But it was also so loud. The raindrops felt like bullets, willing to knock anybody off of this hill for their own gain. Daypaw wouldnt let them. They had their eyes set on the top of the hill, and they finally reached it. Safety for Lambkit. On the top of the hill its where many cats were settled, there was a large tree that prevented from such heavy rainfall on them. Daypaw huffed, eyes tired and heavy. After settling to a relatively dry spot they placed the bird down that was limp in their jaws, and leaning over to grab lamb kit, tucking dry moss around him. Daypaw huffed, legs giving out and flopping next to Lambkit, eyes lidded with lack of sleep. "Lambkit, e-eat something okay? You need to eat."

[wickedvirtues]

Sagegrowl was happy to find her kit was looking on the bright side of life. Then she heard Rosekit whimper. All her proud feelings and the small puddle of happiness dried up and withered away. Sagegrowl was left with that growing despair that had been there for so long. "They'll be fine." she insisted, though Sagegrowl wasn't sure of her own words. All the cats that had died. All the cats that were dying. It was awful. Rosekit had helped her feel better, but then it had all been erased.

Rosekit looked up at her mother, a tiny smile on her face. "Okay! And then we'll go somewhere safe, and when camp is okay we'll come back." She mewed cheerily, her tail swaying. "And everyone will be okay..right?" She asked, tilting her head. The young kitten didn't know of the concept of dying, as she thought that everyone had mostly escaped.

[Mango]

Pinesap an elder croaked loudly," You young 'uns don't know dat the warrior code requires you help me get outta camp." He croacked slowly wading out of the camp stopping to snatch a few pieces of soggy prey his muffled meow added in," We won't be able to get any decent food besides some rotton 'ol fish I'm savin' da fresh kill pile." (OPEN PLZ PPL)

[Leucos]

Wildpaw looked seeing some cats pass them. "We should get moving." She looked down, the water had risen quickly. If they stay there they would be in more trouble. She looked at Shortsoul, then at the water. "It's higher, I don't think this place will be dry for long!"


The she cat nodded and looked every where , finally she found a very very high rock like structure and grabbed wildpaw by the scruff to carry her even tho she was a bit heavy ' starclan help us!!' Shortsoul thought as she ran and jumped over every piece of platform she could find not slipping one bit.

[Role]

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Amberstorm crept out of the camp and glanced around, rain still blocking much of her vision. However, she spotted a silhouette not too far up ahead. "I can see a nearby slope!" she answered to Whitestep. "It looks just high enough to get us out of the worst of the mud and flooding." Hearing the commotion behind her she turned around and peered through the camp entrance once more. "Are you alright, Whitestep? Do you need help?"
"I'm okay Amberstorm," she replied hastily. "Let's get to the slope." Moving more warily, Whitestep trotted beside Amberstorm, nudging her kits forward. The four kits stayed closer to the older she-cats. Whitestep squinted. "Is that the slope?" Her fur bristled with hope. "I think I can see it!"

[Slash-GNR]

Grizzlyprint was ready to get out of there. He was ready to evacuate out the area. Not caring who made it or not, but as the tom looked back once more, he didn't notice the she cat had a disability. A lame leg, and it made his heart twist for a moment. Everyone was gonna drown. She wasn't going to move fast enough--to save her life, and he meant that literally. The tom looked around. Back and forth, contemplating...thinking. If he left her there, he might feel guilty that every cat was panicking and moving forward, yet she was facing a near death situation. The tom was about to turn and run. Even if he didn't admit it, he was quite the selfish one. He was ready to leave out there, get somewhere dry...safe, but then, he turned back around. The downpour was heavy on his eyes, but he trudged back towards the feline. ''Hey!'' He called down to her, swallowing a large lump that was held in his throat. In all honesty, he was scared. Very scared of dying, but he also didn't want to feel guilty that he left someone behind. Who clearly couldn't save themselves. Who clearly needed help, so he jumped down, using his nose to nudged her flank, so that she would get up. ''Come on. I'll...help you.'' He sounded reluctant, as if he were scared to do so. ''Just...''He bent down, crouching into a hunting position. ''Get on my back! I'll run us up ahead!'' He told her. He just hoped that she wouldn't leave him hanging.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

{Open}
''Feather!'' Quietdance yelled, his deep voice echoing around him. ''Ambercrackle! Ashpaw! Creampaw!'' He was worried about his mate and kits. He didn't think the rain would cause their entire camp to flood. It scared him. It worried him. He had a pregnant mate that he left, and on top of that his daughter was pregnant! And, he didn't know where his sons were, but he was worried that they might have drowned. Quietdance always acted on impulse. If one of his loved ones were out there, the tom would had stayed until he found proof whether they were dead or alive. His fur was drenched, and he was cold since he didn't have a thick pelt. Oh no, his pelt was sleek and smooth, but the water kept hitting down on him. ''Feather!'' He spluttered, looking around as he tried to spot his mate. Scenting her was far from possible with so many of the wet pelts around him. Cats were in panic. They were grieving. They were scared. And, truth be told, Quietdance was also scared. Scared beyond matters that he might have lost one of his loved ones. He trekked on, going the opposite way of the yowling cats. He continued to go through the camp. Possibly, others around him thought he was crazy, but he wanted to see if his family was there. The rain was pounding, and the water was going high, but Quietdance never gave up. As long as he knew his kits and mate were safe. He would had never forgave himself if he lost them. Yes, he was a much older tom, but as long as he still had the strength, he refused to give up.

Spiderlegs gasped for air. The warrior was trying to hold on to life it self for only a few more minutes. The she cat had lost all hope until a large figure loomed over her. She perked her muddy ears forward to attempt to hear his commands. Spiderlegs was to tired from the trudge to even care who had came to save her. She just nodded when the low voice told her to get on his back. She came with the conclusion that it was a male due to the low voice. Spiderlegs did as command and threw one muddy paw over his shoulders and gave a big push from her left back leg. The warrior then hoisted herself up and crawled onto his back. Once positioned, she meowed, "Ok," in a very faint, exhausted whisper. She wrapped her paws around his lower neck so she wouldn't choke him. Spiderlegs then closed her eyes slightly in order to keep the energy she had left.

[Cosmo]

Rosekit looked up at her mother, a tiny smile on her face. "Okay! And then we'll go somewhere safe, and when camp is okay we'll come back." She mewed cheerily, her tail swaying. "And everyone will be okay..right?" She asked, tilting her head. The young kitten didn't know of the concept of dying, as she thought that everyone had mostly escaped.

Sagegrowl froze mid-step. Rosekit didn't know about dying. The queen searched desperately for a way to tell her kit about it. In a way that wouldn't ruin her kits happiness. Finally she asked, "Rosekit, you know how your father isn't around?" Sagegrowl knew that the way she had introduced the topic might ruin Rosekit's happy mood a bit, but she didn't really mind. It was the best way she could think of. Plus, Rosekit needed to learn about it.

Dungpaw paused," No apprentice was swept away, but I'll walk at a regular pace if you prefer. I'm heavy enough to withstand the water." As he said that and was starting to walk faster he saw a warrior being dragging along the currents. His eyes grew wide," I'm going to die aren't I?" He asked

Elmpaw shook his head," If you keep moving you'll survive. You won't die with us helping you." I promised my mother I'd protect Dungpaw when she died a little while ago in the storm, I must keep that promise he reminded himself silently fighting the urge to sprint towards the border for safety.


Gingerpaw opened her mouth, but Elmpaw took her words. "Elmpaw's right." she told Dungpaw, though her voice did not soften. It still had its sharp-tongued hardheaded tint in it. Gingerpaw wasn't a cat who comforted other cats. She was one that made sure cats did what they were supposed to. Keep in order. Not die. Keep moving. Stay alive. Gingerpaw stuck to that. She wasn't the most understanding cat, but she knew what she needed to do. She knew what needed to happen. And she did just that.

[Tundra]

Hollydawn235 scratch that! We gotta go!

Clovermist ran out of the camp. "Suntail, c'mon! We have to go!" She yowled. This was totally unexpected! She thought as she worked her paws in the mud. If Suntail doesn't hurry we'll die! "Suntail! Come on!" She yowled again.

[Mango]

Sagegrowl froze mid-step. Rosekit didn't know about dying. The queen searched desperately for a way to tell her kit about it. In a way that wouldn't ruin her kits happiness. Finally she asked, "Rosekit, you know how your father isn't around?" Sagegrowl knew that the way she had introduced the topic might ruin Rosekit's happy mood a bit, but she didn't really mind. It was the best way she could think of. Plus, Rosekit needed to learn about it.




Gingerpaw opened her mouth, but Elmpaw took her words. "Elmpaw's right." she told Dungpaw, though her voice did not soften. It still had its sharp-tongued hardheaded tint in it. Gingerpaw wasn't a cat who comforted other cats. She was one that made sure cats did what they were supposed to. Keep in order. Not die. Keep moving. Stay alive. Gingerpaw stuck to that. She wasn't the most understanding cat, but she knew what she needed to do. She knew what needed to happen. And she did just that.

Dungpaw stepped out of the water reaching the rather soggy ground instead of the waist deep water," Well... If warriors are being dragged away we will surely die." He continued walking.
Elmpaw rolled his eyes," Your on soggy ground, like when it rains, no one's been dragged away or died on this ground." He glanced up and saw a warrior clinging to a tree with fear in her eyes and an arches back hissing," WE'RE DOOMED, WE MUST BECOME LIKE SKYCLAN AND LIVE IN TREES!" He sighed," Well... that warrior might not survive, but everyone else might, he glanced at the warrior," I'd advice learning to hunt in the trees before you move into the tree and dragging some moss up." He snorted Fool, hiding in a tree won't save you, it's windy and tree branches break maybe some warrior can talk some logic into her

[Cosmo]

Dungpaw stepped out of the water reaching the rather soggy ground instead of the waist deep water," Well... If warriors are being dragged away we will surely die." He continued walking.
Elmpaw rolled his eyes," Your on soggy ground, like when it rains, no one's been dragged away or died on this ground." He glanced up and saw a warrior clinging to a tree with fear in her eyes and an arches back hissing," WE'RE DOOMED, WE MUST BECOME LIKE SKYCLAN AND LIVE IN TREES!" He sighed," Well... that warrior might not survive, but everyone else might, he glanced at the warrior," I'd advice learning to hunt in the trees before you move into the tree and dragging some moss up." He snorted Fool, hiding in a tree won't save you, it's windy and tree branches break maybe some warrior can talk some logic into her


Gingerpaw watched the two brothers, her eyes narrowed. They were strange. One scared. One trying to help the other. Then the first one freaking out. Definitely strange. Gingerpaw didn't understand it. She kept quiet, instead of making another move to get the males to get a move on. She turned her gaze away from them, her thoughts still on them. Gingerpaw hadn't talked with them much before. Maybe even ever.

[AnayaDusksong]

Role

Amberstorm nodded and smiled. "We'll be there soon. Then you can rest before we leave." Cautiously, Amberstorm led the group toward the rise, making periodic checks to make sure everyone was together. It wasn't long before they reached the foot of the slope. However, it was much steeper than it had looked from afar, and even though the slope wasn't high enough to harm a grown cat, if the kits took a tumble down it could lead to serious injury. She studied the rise warily, then turned to Whitestep and her kits. "This looks a bit dangerous for the kits. Would you mind if we carried them up?"

[fresh]

Fawn I'm figuring we can't keep roleplaying FallenXBear in the camp cause it's flooded, so let's take it here...

~~~

Fallenfeather gasped. One moment, they were chatting in the clearing on a cloudy day. The next water had reached up to her belly fur threateningly, already soaked and muddy. She yowled over the chaos, "Bearblaze! We've got to go!" Fallen's eyes darted around frantically. Where is everybody? Probably outside the territory. But surely some cats are-
There was no cats in sight.
StarClan, we've been left here to die!

[Mango]

Gingerpaw watched the two brothers, her eyes narrowed. They were strange. One scared. One trying to help the other. Then the first one freaking out. Definitely strange. Gingerpaw didn't understand it. She kept quiet, instead of making another move to get the males to get a move on. She turned her gaze away from them, her thoughts still on them. Gingerpaw hadn't talked with them much before. Maybe even ever.

The two continued walking, Elmpaw sorta liked that Gingerpaw was logically, but her sarcasm annoyed him.
Dungpaw was too stressed and ready to face death to think much of the she-cat.

[Slash-GNR]

Blackblaze heard the deputy's words and nearly yowled, his legs already taking him to the nursery. He rushed in and padded up to his pregnant mate, urgently helping her up. "Come on, we need to get you to safety! I'm going to send you with another warrior and then get Desertpaw and other kits!" The tom panted, eyes darting around as he watched Shadowclan's home be nearly destroyed. "Sandy, please, come on."
Slash-GNR

Sandspeckle breathed a heavy sigh as she knew she had to go. What if her kits were to be born outside of shadow clan? This thought worried her as she looked up at her mate. "Ok," she said as she pushed herself up with the help of her mate. "Make sure you get Desertpaw," she said as she waddled out of the nursery and out into the flooding camp. She wasn't that heavy with kits yet, so she bounded up a hill after the other group.

[wickedvirtues]

Sagegrowl froze mid-step. Rosekit didn't know about dying. The queen searched desperately for a way to tell her kit about it. In a way that wouldn't ruin her kits happiness. Finally she asked, "Rosekit, you know how your father isn't around?" Sagegrowl knew that the way she had introduced the topic might ruin Rosekit's happy mood a bit, but she didn't really mind. It was the best way she could think of. Plus, Rosekit needed to learn about it.


Rosekit tilted her head slightly, eyes shining with confusion. She seemed anxious after what she'd just said, perhaps she said it wrong? Rosekit blinked at Sagegrowl, glancing at the water again in the silence. "Yeah..?" She mewed, she hadn't seen her father in.. forever! She felt a bit down at the mention of him, but kept listening to her mother.

[judas]

The she cat nodded and looked every where , finally she found a very very high rock like structure and grabbed wildpaw by the scruff to carry her even tho she was a bit heavy ' starclan help us!!' Shortsoul thought as she ran and jumped over every piece of platform she could find not slipping one bit.
Wildpaw closed her eyes, she had never really liked starclan before. And now they did this. Her faith in them was becoming less and less.

[Cosmo]

Rosekit tilted her head slightly, eyes shining with confusion. She seemed anxious after what she'd just said, perhaps she said it wrong? Rosekit blinked at Sagegrowl, glancing at the water again in the silence. "Yeah..?" She mewed, she hadn't seen her father in.. forever! She felt a bit down at the mention of him, but kept listening to her mother.

Sagegrowl felt a put in her stomach. She had confused and worried her kit. "Well Rosekit, you never will." Sagegrowl stated, closing her eyes. "And some of these cats who are with us, you never will again." as the words slid out of her mouth, she winced. Rosekit wouldn't understand. It would just make Rosekit depressed for moons. Sagegrowl felt bad about it, but Rosekit needed to know. She needed to.

The two continued walking, Elmpaw sorta liked that Gingerpaw was logically, but her sarcasm annoyed him.
Dungpaw was too stressed and ready to face death to think much of the she-cat.

Gingerpaw kept her mouth sealed. If Dungpaw and Elmpaw wanetd to talk they would have started a conversation. That was strange about toms. Usually they were bouncing around full with energy, or in Dungpaw's case, being dramatically scared. But at the moment they were walking together quietly. Maybe it was the flood. Maybe it had taken its tool on them.

[ShiningFern]

Pinesap an elder croaked loudly," You young 'uns don't know dat the warrior code requires you help me get outta camp." He croacked slowly wading out of the camp stopping to snatch a few pieces of soggy prey his muffled meow added in," We won't be able to get any decent food besides some rotton 'ol fish I'm savin' da fresh kill pile." (OPEN PLZ PPL)

"Pinesap, would you mind if I walked with you? I can help you if you need it." Brightfluff mewed, nudging the elder slightly. She looked at the older cat, hoping he wouldn't claw her ears off for asking to help. She knew that the elders were normally very prideful, and didn't like to be helped too much. "I am sure that Riverclan has mice, and maybe a frog or two." She said, noticing the tom pick up some soggy prey and grumble. The brown and orange shecat flicked her ear, padding beside Pinesap.

[Leucos]

Wildpaw closed her eyes, she had never really liked starclan before. And now they did this. Her faith in them was becoming less and less.

Her grip on wildpaw grew stronger as she reached a piece of wood was standing in the way , so she got into a hunters crouch and jumped on it then off it . She sharpend her claws and jumped on a few stone platforms and reached to the very top and set wildpaw down. Shortsoul scratched her ear and looked down watching the piece of wood break in half as a water wave came down on it. Then she returned her gaze to wildpaw and cleaned the apprentices fur.

[wickedvirtues]

Sagegrowl felt a put in her stomach. She had confused and worried her kit. "Well Rosekit, you never will." Sagegrowl stated, closing her eyes. "And some of these cats who are with us, you never will again." as the words slid out of her mouth, she winced. Rosekit wouldn't understand. It would just make Rosekit depressed for moons. Sagegrowl felt bad about it, but Rosekit needed to know. She needed to.



Rosekit was waiting for a response, confused. "Why?" She asked innocently. "I want to!" She added, ears pinning back. She didn't understand why she couldn't see her father, was he a different Clan? A kittypet, a rogue, a loner?! Rosekit swallowed dryly, her tail lashing nervously as she didn't understand what her mother was saying.

[Cosmo]

Rosekit was waiting for a response, confused. "Why?" She asked innocently. "I want to!" She added, ears pinning back. She didn't understand why she couldn't see her father, was he a different Clan? A kittypet, a rogue, a loner?! Rosekit swallowed dryly, her tail lashing nervously as she didn't understand what her mother was saying.


Sagegrowl could have stopped there from her kits innocence, but she had started it, and she had to end it. "You're father, is dead." she said, her voice clear. "He's with StarClan." though Sagegrowl didn't quite believe in StarClan, she thought her kit had probably heard about StarClan. From the other kits in the nursery. From the other queens. From the elders and warriors.

[NightWarrior4Life]

"I don't have any siblings, I could go with you I guess." Nightkit yelled to Wolfpaw to be clear. The little black kit didn't want to talk about what happened with her mother as she wasn't in the mood. She stared at wolfpaw while her green eyes looked at camp with a sigh. The water reminded her of her mother death. Sadnesses had filled the young kit as she had remembered about that horrible day.
He saw the tears in Nightkit's eyes and wrapped his tail around her. "Now, now don't be afraid...I'm here...now, tell me your name." he tried his best to occupy the she-kit while they were leaping from rock to log to branch and Boulder.

[Beam]

Shadekit's paws squelched in the wet, marshy grass underneath, Water quickly over using the soil underneath and bubbling to the surface, surrounding his paws in murky floodwater. His pale maine coon tortioshell coat was rapidly Darkening with the torrenting rain, his thick pelt dragging him down in the weather. He watched, his pounding heartbeat vibrating in his ears and rain stinging his eyes, as the whole clan of ShadowClan evacuated the camp. Shadekit mewled helplessly as more water flooded in to chill him to the bone, he was shivering with the sharp picks of rain pelting his back. His fur was splayed to his sides and head, and his eyes were wide in fear and she stumbled forward in the rain. Shadekit still had two months to go until he was an apprentice, so his age was a giant disadvantage. Due to his small size, his legs stumbled in the splashing puddles and he couldn't run fluently enough in good weather, let alone rain where he couldn't see five tail-lengths ahead of him.

More fear flooded through with the entering water, and soon enough he was trembling as he picked the driest paths in between the rushing water. Surely, he would get swept away. Even though he hated to admit it, Shadekit wanted, no, [I]needed[I] help. Otherwise, the water would pick him up as if he was a feather. Where would he end up? Even if he got lucky and was deposited in the forest, he would have no idea where he ended up, or couldn't even hunt to feed himself. Shadekit took a step forward, and didn't see how deep the water was; he stepped in it, his ankle giving off a flare of pain. With the sudden drop, he staggered forward and landed on his chest and chin. With a small, helpless little wail, he pushed himself up with his paws. Only, his left ankle throbbed again as he put pressure on it, so fell again, his head newly soaked and plastered to his tiny frame. Trying again, Shadekit stood up on three paws, and hopped forward with his left paw tucked into his chest like he was carrying something. He stumbled a few times before he tested his ankle again. Yes, it hurt to walk on, but It seemed to be incredibly minor. Shadekit went on, tail wildly swinging for balance as he slowly limped after his Clan, fear swimming in the tears in his eyes. He had to get out of here.

[rubinaito]

"Yes yes, I'll be fine," Lucky meowed reassuringly to the warrior. "Thank you so much. Go on and help anyone else who needs it if you still have strength to spare. Daypaw worries, but honestly, I'll be ok. They already put me back together once," she added, seeing other cats swarming upward and wishing she could do something to help.
Lucky felt fear grip her pelt knowing she'd be in the company of strangers, but fought hard not to let this show knowing that the medicine cat had other cats to look after. "Of course. Go on. Ebonymist has this covered, don't you, brave warrior," she said to the cat who bore her.

Rubinaito
Moonsplash nodded to her statement, her tail swaying as she looked at Echoskip. "Sure!" She mewed, having nothing more productive to do since she felt bad for not saving anyone from the flood. Feathermist![/B]" he called "How come every other queen can get out quickly and not you? It's those kits of yours, hmm? I've seen tortoises with 1,000 kits on their tails move faster than you! " He called. But it's Feathermist, at least. Those kits will be raised right.

--
Wolfpaw heard the kit's wails and dived right in to save Daturakit. "I've got you!" He pulled her up by the scruff of her neck but her paw was stuck on something. [I]I have to swim down... The grey apprentice took a deep breath then went under the murky rainwater. Feeling around with his paws, Wolfpaw found a rock partially covering a hole in the ground. That's what her paw was caught in. He removed the rock being careful not to scrape the kit. Only a few scratches...now air... he thought. Wolfpaw swam up. "You're free now. Come on, we need to get you out and to safety. Tell me, where are your parents? Or your siblings? I suggest the first thing you do is find them but if you can't, I'll take you somewhere better than this, okay? Sound like a deal?" He tried to be friendly but couldn't help the small commanding, serious tone in his voice. Wolfpaw took the she-kit in his jaws, dripping wet, and placed her gently on a half submerged rock.
(Heh, I kinda already had Echoskip save Daturakit.)

Ebonymist nodded sharply, before going back towards Daypaw's den. "Who's next? Moonsplash is here to help."
woly

Echoskip curled her tail around Daturakit and pulled her close, watching Lucky. "Is there anything you need?" She asked with concern.

[NightWarrior4Life]

No, Sorry !

Other cats were getting patients Daypaw didnt even think about their herbs. "Thank you," the enby said hasily. The clearing was destroyed, water rushing down like a black and murky swamp just to devour anything it touches. Mud, everywhere. Cats soaked at rain and thunder pour over head. "Both of you can help me carry some herbs, when we get to the top Ill help you start building some den for my patients." They mewed over the storm. Everything was loud and seemed to be ringing in their ears. They turned to them,"To do not eat anything, only hold it in your mouth, got it?" they didnt wait for a reply before they went into the den den, expecting the other cats to follow.

Daypaw kept scaling the hill, claws digging into the cold mud till their paws would hurt. Everything was so quiet yet so loud at the same time. You couldnt hear anything but the silent pour of the rain. How it overcasted over every single cat in sight, their pelts wet. Daypaw was shaking at this point. But it was also so loud. The raindrops felt like bullets, willing to knock anybody off of this hill for their own gain. Daypaw wouldnt let them. They had their eyes set on the top of the hill, and they finally reached it. Safety for Lambkit. On the top of the hill its where many cats were settled, there was a large tree that prevented from such heavy rainfall on them. Daypaw huffed, eyes tired and heavy. After settling to a relatively dry spot they placed the bird down that was limp in their jaws, and leaning over to grab lamb kit, tucking dry moss around him. Daypaw huffed, legs giving out and flopping next to Lambkit, eyes lidded with lack of sleep. "Lambkit, e-eat something okay? You need to eat."
Rockkit nodded and the two charged into the flooded den, quickly gathering up every last herb that was still intact, not caring about them being mixed up. Rockkit could help Daypaw organise them later. "Also, Daypaw, if you don't mind...may I stay and help you with your patients? I think the rest of my family are leaving," The grey cat glanced at his brother, Wolfpaw, hoping to get some confirmation of the family's departure but there was no reply. "But I really would like to stay...high up...I can't stand the thought of leaving everyone else behind. And...it looks like you could use an extra pair of paws...or more" He added at the end as he noticed other warriors supporting patients. Rockkit then smiled excitedly, waiting for the medicine cat's reply. "If there's anything else your patients might need, Daypaw...I will go out hunting later...or at least search around for some decent prey left behind in the waters." Wolfpaw spoke again, sniffing around the rocks to hopefully pick up the strong scent of fresh leaves and roots.

[NightWarrior4Life]

(Heh, I kinda already had Echoskip save Daturakit.)

Ebonymist nodded sharply, before going back towards Daypaw's den. "Who's next? Moonsplash is here to help."
woly

Echoskip curled her tail around Daturakit and pulled her close, watching Lucky. "Is there anything you need?" She asked with concern.
Yeah I got that...thanks...

[judas]

Her grip on wildpaw grew stronger as she reached a piece of wood was standing in the way , so she got into a hunters crouch and jumped on it then off it . She sharpend her claws and jumped on a few stone platforms and reached to the very top and set wildpaw down. Shortsoul scratched her ear and looked down watching the piece of wood break in half as a water wave came down on it. Then she returned her gaze to wildpaw and cleaned the apprentices fur.
Wildpaw looked around, hoping everyone will be alright. She had felt this before. Everything you love swept away. Wildpaw wanted to cry again, instead she buried her face in her paws.

[wickedvirtues]

Sagegrowl could have stopped there from her kits innocence, but she had started it, and she had to end it. "You're father, is dead." she said, her voice clear. "He's with StarClan." though Sagegrowl didn't quite believe in StarClan, she thought her kit had probably heard about StarClan. From the other kits in the nursery. From the other queens. From the elders and warriors.

Rosekit blinked. "Is he happy in StarClan?" She asked sadly,her eyes shining. "Cuz he should come back if he isn't!" She mewed, crossing her tiny paws. Rosekit knew of StarClan from the other kits, and their mothers. "The others said StarClan is all peaceful and nice." She added.

[rubinaito]

Rubinaito
Teza
CandyFlossCat

Pearlstream's gaze swept over the crowd. Where was Daturakit? Suddenly the sound of someone yowling her kits name hit her ears. She waited a while, just to make sure it truly was her kits name, and then she took off. Pearlstream's gaze raked the crowd as she ran, searching for her kit. Her gaze caught on Echoskip, and a small shape. Daturakit. Pearlstream picked up her speed until she was at their side.


Echoskip noticed Pearlstream, and exhaled softly. "Good, good. The poor dear is soaked to the skin, I've been trying to keep her warm."

[Clover]

Their paws slid in the mud, white fur stained brown. Green eyes pulled wide with fear as they ran; if the water flooded higher, they couldn't swim and would be pulled into the current. Avocetpaw let out a sharp yelp as their paw hit a sharp rock; they felt the pad split, the toughened black skin left open to the freezing water and mud. But they didn't stop moving, tucking up the back paw and hobbling forward on three legs. Avocetpaw watched the ground carefully, assuring they wouldn't ruin another foot. Their ears flattened, and they whimpered quietly, the pain sharp and jarring. But, they raced forward, eyes locked towards the horizon, where RiverClan would be waiting.

[Slash-GNR]

Constellation

Desertpaw let out a slight whimper as she tried to view the world with her one good eye. The world look like it was in chaos. Cats from her beloved clan were scrambling to escape the clutches of the water and mud that drenched Desertpaws long pelt. She was 12 moons, almost a warrior, so she assumed she would have to suck it up and continue on. She wasn't going to fail at this moment in time. The she cat used her powerful legs to push herself up the ledge to higher ground. Hard rain pelted her like bullets. She could hear the sloshing of mud as she moved her legs. Desertpaw pinned her ears back against her head as she tried to think of happy memories to get her through this time of chaos. She thought about her family and how they would always love her no matter what. They showed that to be true when she came home with half if her face missing. She then thought about Tigerpaw and how he and she would talk to no end. She smiled at this until she remembered that he left her. He left her alone in the world when she really thought she had found a friend... desertpaw felt her heart break at this thought... remembering how she would go to the border every day hoping she would see his face again, but never again would she see his kind eyes that made her heart skip a beat. Once to the top of the hill, she found that she had lost the group, but she continued on anyway in order to survive. She just hoped her family was ok. Desertpaw trudged into the forest in search of higher ground. She turned to look at her home and the waters that were taking it away from her.

[Leucos]

Redfeather limped into the medicine cats den his fur soaking wet and caughing he sat down in the back and lifted his broken paw and shivered from the cold water on his fur.

woly

[Cosmo]

Echoskip noticed Pearlstream, and exhaled softly. "Good, good. The poor dear is soaked to the skin, I've been trying to keep her warm."

Teza
Pearlstream looked at Echoskip, her eyes warm. "Thank you." she breathed, walking closer. "Daturakit." she whispered over and over again. Her gaze was filled with appreciation, horror, and relief. Thank StarClan Echoskip had seen Daturakit! "Are you alright?" she asked her kit, covering her with frantic licks. Pearlstream was so relives. Daturakit was safe. It didn't matter to her if anyone except her and her kit were safe at the moment.

Rosekit blinked. "Is he happy in StarClan?" She asked sadly,her eyes shining. "Cuz he should come back if he isn't!" She mewed, crossing her tiny paws. Rosekit knew of StarClan from the other kits, and their mothers. "The others said StarClan is all peaceful and nice." She added.


Sagegrowl purred, though her amusement quickly faded. "He can't come back Rosekit, he's dead." Her words stuck in her throat. They were so aggravating. It was worse that Rosekit didn't understand, so she had to repeat it over and over and again. It hurt Sagegrowl to have to talk about her mate dying. But she had to.

[Leucos]

Wildpaw looked around, hoping everyone will be alright. She had felt this before. Everything you love swept away. Wildpaw wanted to cry again, instead she buried her face in her paws.

Shortsouls ears whent down when she saw wildpaw burie her face in her paws. "Everythin will be ok I'll be here" she meowed softly and wrapped her tail around the apprentice and cuddled her. The vitiligo she cat licked her own paws , she then looked at the water and the other stuff that was floating in it .shortsoul saw some more cats helping each other or other cats being stuck . She sighed and put her head on her paws.

[graves]

Rockkit nodded and the two charged into the flooded den, quickly gathering up every last herb that was still intact, not caring about them being mixed up. Rockkit could help Daypaw organise them later. "Also, Daypaw, if you don't mind...may I stay and help you with your patients? I think the rest of my family are leaving," The grey cat glanced at his brother, Wolfpaw, hoping to get some confirmation of the family's departure but there was no reply. "But I really would like to stay...high up...I can't stand the thought of leaving everyone else behind. And...it looks like you could use an extra pair of paws...or more" He added at the end as he noticed other warriors supporting patients. Rockkit then smiled excitedly, waiting for the medicine cat's reply. "If there's anything else your patients might need, Daypaw...I will go out hunting later...or at least search around for some decent prey left behind in the waters." Wolfpaw spoke again, sniffing around the rocks to hopefully pick up the strong scent of fresh leaves and roots.
Daypaw grabbed a few herbs themselves before answering. "I appreciate the thought. They will need as much prey and shelter they can get. I'll put you in charge of taking care of a few of them while Im down here getting everything I need." They wanted the kit and the apprentice to stay above ground. They would rather they be taking care of Daypaws patents while they were down in the clearing getting more cats they could get their paws on. They were only an apprentice and a kit here already doing so much, Daypaw would rather them be above ground helping and leaving the dangerous rescuing to them. Once grabbing the herbs they started to make their way out of the den. Small splashes at every step they took of water,"Lets start climbing the hill, as much as I like your help down here I dont want to risk losing you."
Redfeather limped into the medicine cats den his fur soaking wet and caughing he sat down in the back and lifted his broken paw and shivered from the cold water on his fur.

woly
Daypaw was currently in a rush getting herbs from their den, other cats had been cleared out and were safe upon the hill and Daypaw was the last to get out. Their ear twitched at hearing a cat step in, limping from a broken paw. Daypaw turned to the warrior,"Shadowclans having an evacuation, I need to get you to higher ground before I treat you." the apprentice said hastily. Then they remembered their broken paw. They leaned down so the warrior could settle on the apprentices back, "Cmon, I'll carry you to the top."

[wickedvirtues]

(Heh, I kinda already had Echoskip save Daturakit.)

Ebonymist nodded sharply, before going back towards Daypaw's den. "Who's next? Moonsplash is here to help."
woly

Echoskip curled her tail around Daturakit and pulled her close, watching Lucky. "Is there anything you need?" She asked with concern.

Moonsplash nodded, gazing around the den and waiting for the medicine cat to tell her which cat to grab, her ears were pricked and her fur soaked as she turned to Ebonymist with a tiny smile. Trying to reassure both of them, in a way.
Little Bird
Rosekit frowned, but gave a teeny nod. "Right.." she muttered sadly, her tail drooping as she shuffled her paws.

[Seraphon]

Hollydawn235 scratch that! We gotta go!

Clovermist ran out of the camp. "Suntail, c'mon! We have to go!" She yowled. This was totally unexpected! She thought as she worked her paws in the mud. If Suntail doesn't hurry we'll die! "Suntail! Come on!" She yowled again.
Suntail sprinted after her,"run, run!" He yowled.

[Seraphon]

Seafang the beast there is a flood, we have to evacuate!)

Nightsky and Inkjoy sprinted to the entrance to the camp as the water was rising.

[Leucos]

Daypaw grabbed a few herbs themselves before answering. "I appreciate the thought. They will need as much prey and shelter they can get. I'll put you in charge of taking care of a few of them while Im down here getting everything I need." They wanted the kit and the apprentice to stay above ground. They would rather they be taking care of Daypaws patents while they were down in the clearing getting more cats they could get their paws on. They were only an apprentice and a kit here already doing so much, Daypaw would rather them be above ground helping and leaving the dangerous rescuing to them. Once grabbing the herbs they started to make their way out of the den. Small splashes at every step they took of water,"Lets start climbing the hill, as much as I like your help down here I dont want to risk losing you."

Daypaw was currently in a rush getting herbs from their den, other cats had been cleared out and were safe upon the hill and Daypaw was the last to get out. Their ear twitched at hearing a cat step in, limping from a broken paw. Daypaw turned to the warrior,"Shadowclans having an evacuation, I need to get you to higher ground before I treat you." the apprentice said hastily. Then they remembered their broken paw. They leaned down so the warrior could settle on the apprentices back, "Cmon, I'll carry you to the top."


Redfeather looked up tiredly and shook his fur to clear the water " o *caughs* ok" he said in his deep voice. The tom settled himself on the apprentices back " t thank y *caughs*you" and closes his eyes since he was exausted from what felt like a 20mile run.

[rubinaito]

Teza
Pearlstream looked at Echoskip, her eyes warm. "Thank you." she breathed, walking closer. "Daturakit." she whispered over and over again. Her gaze was filled with appreciation, horror, and relief. Thank StarClan Echoskip had seen Daturakit! "Are you alright?" she asked her kit, covering her with frantic licks. Pearlstream was so relives. Daturakit was safe. It didn't matter to her if anyone except her and her kit were safe at the moment.


Echoskip smiled, adjusting so that her stomach wasn't pressed up against the stone. "Well, I couldn't leave a kit to drown." She said, glancing down at her expecting belly.

[Seraphon]

No one for Pres~ there is a flood!)

Moontail ran to the entrance,"Cinderleap come on!" He yowled back.

[Cosmo]

Moonsplash nodded, gazing around the den and waiting for the medicine cat to tell her which cat to grab, her ears were pricked and her fur soaked as she turned to Ebonymist with a tiny smile. Trying to reassure both of them, in a way.
Little Bird
Rosekit frowned, but gave a teeny nod. "Right.." she muttered sadly, her tail drooping as she shuffled her paws.


Sagegrowl didn't make a move to comfort her kit. She didn't say anything. Sagegrowl just kept walking, not saying a word. She was aware of her kits sadness and disappointment, but she didn't know what to do. Not sure how to comfort her kit. Not sure how to do anything. Sagegrowl felt lost.

[Leucos]

Seafang the beast there is a flood, we have to evacuate!)

Nightsky and Inkjoy sprinted to the entrance to the camp as the water was rising.


(I know shortsoul is helping wildlaw and redfeather almost drowned and broke his paw but he made it to the med den redfeather was worried about inkjoy and nightsky)

[Cosmo]

Echoskip smiled, adjusting so that her stomach wasn't pressed up against the stone. "Well, I couldn't leave a kit to drown." She said, glancing down at her expecting belly.


Pearlstream smiled at Echoskip. "Of course not." As the Burmilla cat's gaze turned to look back at her kit, it caught on the molly's expectant belly. "Especially if you're expecting." she added.

[NightWarrior4Life]

Daypaw grabbed a few herbs themselves before answering. "I appreciate the thought. They will need as much prey and shelter they can get. I'll put you in charge of taking care of a few of them while Im down here getting everything I need." They wanted the kit and the apprentice to stay above ground. They would rather they be taking care of Daypaws patents while they were down in the clearing getting more cats they could get their paws on. They were only an apprentice and a kit here already doing so much, Daypaw would rather them be above ground helping and leaving the dangerous rescuing to them. Once grabbing the herbs they started to make their way out of the den. Small splashes at every step they took of water,"Lets start climbing the hill, as much as I like your help down here I dont want to risk losing you."

Daypaw was currently in a rush getting herbs from their den, other cats had been cleared out and were safe upon the hill and Daypaw was the last to get out. Their ear twitched at hearing a cat step in, limping from a broken paw. Daypaw turned to the warrior,"Shadowclans having an evacuation, I need to get you to higher ground before I treat you." the apprentice said hastily. Then they remembered their broken paw. They leaned down so the warrior could settle on the apprentices back, "Cmon, I'll carry you to the top."
"Of course!" Rockkit managed to muster through the potent taste of catmint and juniper. He hopped up the hill behind Daypaw. "I understand" Wolfpaw replied. The late apprentice matched his brother step for step and before they knew it they had just about reached the top of the hill. Rockkit stopped for a moment and looked up at the sky, stormy and dull. "Depite this cruel flood they have given us the task of surviving, I feel StarClan Doesn't want to hurt us. They may just want to teach us a lesson...or perhaps get us to makeup with enemies? I'm not sure...but I feel they may be generous and decide not to kill many this time..." the kit sighed. Rockkit, despite having the suffix "'kit", Rockkit was apprentice age if not slightly older. He just hasn't found the right mentor for him yet. But that was okay. "Lead us to where your shelter is, Daypaw." Wolfpaw commanded, not meaning to sound so bossy.

[monfang]

Daypaw kept scaling the hill, claws digging into the cold mud till their paws would hurt. Everything was so quiet yet so loud at the same time. You couldnt hear anything but the silent pour of the rain. How it overcasted over every single cat in sight, their pelts wet. Daypaw was shaking at this point. But it was also so loud. The raindrops felt like bullets, willing to knock anybody off of this hill for their own gain. Daypaw wouldnt let them. They had their eyes set on the top of the hill, and they finally reached it. Safety for Lambkit. On the top of the hill its where many cats were settled, there was a large tree that prevented from such heavy rainfall on them. Daypaw huffed, eyes tired and heavy. After settling to a relatively dry spot they placed the bird down that was limp in their jaws, and leaning over to grab lamb kit, tucking dry moss around him. Daypaw huffed, legs giving out and flopping next to Lambkit, eyes lidded with lack of sleep. "Lambkit, e-eat something okay? You need to eat."
"Daypaw, you okay?" He asked, fear in his eyes. He saw how tired they looked, and he whimpered with fear. He crawled and layed against Daypaw, and he waited a moment before he took a bite of the bird. He chewed it slowly, before the feeling of hunger overwhelmed him, and soon he took bite after bite, and he nuzzled the bird to the half asleep Medicine Cat. "You want some?" He asked, tilting his head slightly. He rested his head on Daypaw's shoulder, trying to stay warm by the enby's body heat.

{ sorry its short }

[rubinaito]

Pearlstream smiled at Echoskip. "Of course not." As the Burmilla cat's gaze turned to look back at her kit, it caught on the molly's expectant belly. "Especially if you're expecting." she added.

Echoskip purred, looking down at Daturakit. "I'd do anything for family." She said softly, regret clouding her gaze for a moment.

[Doodle]

Dewkit started walking, gazing around at the other cats. He looked back up at Sunmist as he answered the kit's questions. His brow furrowed in thought. "I guess you're right," he finally mewed. The tom looked up at Roseblaze. "What do you think?" he asked the calico she-cat.

Roseblaze looked down at the tom-kit. "I think that StarClan wouldn't do something like this to us. They're our ancestors, and they care about us. Besides, what have we done wrong?" she replied, licking the kit's ears in comfort. "We'll get through this. If I know one thing, it's that ShadowClan is strong, and we've got each other. So don't worry, okay?" she smiled at Dewkit before looking up at Sunmist. "Where are we going?" she murmured, making sure Dewkit didn't hear.

(Sorry, got to go. Bye!)
(It's fine! I have someone wanting to rp with Sunmist anyways, so I'm going to make an excuse for him to leave haha xD)

Sunmist smiled at the two as his thoughts seemed to be echoed by Roseblaze. His ear flicked at the molly's question, one he didn't have a full answer to yet. He had been left behind after their deputy left, as he wanted to make sure every cat was okay. But that resulted in the tom not hearing any directions that were given, if any. He just knew they had to get away from this water, and now. He made sure to keep his voice hushed as he answered Roseblaze so the kit besides them wouldn't hear. "I don't know," he admitted. "Just anywhere away from the water. Higher ground, somewhere safer..." His voice trailed off as he gave yet another alert sweep of their surroundings- the water was still climbing at an alarming rate.

Then, the tom swore he heard some quiet mewling of yet another kit. He stopped his walking and looked around, trying to find the source of the noise. But the kit seemed farther off, and he couldn't catch sight of them. Worried, he looked over at the two cats with him. "Roseblaze," he gave a pause to make sure he had her name correct, "I hear another cat in need. I... well, I can't leave them behind." He lowered his voice so as not to worry Dewkit, he didn't want the tom-kit hearing the entire problem. "They sound like a kit. I'm going to go find where they are, get him to safety, okay?" He questioned, referring to the kit standing right next to them. He gave her a moment to agree, but another cry had him even more nervous- he needed to get to that kit now. "I'll be okay, don't worry about me!" His voice carried over the tom's shoulder as he sprinted as quickly as possible through the mud.


Doodle
Shadekit's paws squelched in the wet, marshy grass underneath, Water quickly over using the soil underneath and bubbling to the surface, surrounding his paws in murky floodwater. His pale maine coon tortioshell coat was rapidly Darkening with the torrenting rain, his thick pelt dragging him down in the weather. He watched, his pounding heartbeat vibrating in his ears and rain stinging his eyes, as the whole clan of ShadowClan evacuated the camp. Shadekit mewled helplessly as more water flooded in to chill him to the bone, he was shivering with the sharp picks of rain pelting his back. His fur was splayed to his sides and head, and his eyes were wide in fear and she stumbled forward in the rain. Shadekit still had two months to go until he was an apprentice, so his age was a giant disadvantage. Due to his small size, his legs stumbled in the splashing puddles and he couldn't run fluently enough in good weather, let alone rain where he couldn't see five tail-lengths ahead of him.

More fear flooded through with the entering water, and soon enough he was trembling as he picked the driest paths in between the rushing water. Surely, he would get swept away. Even though he hated to admit it, Shadekit wanted, no, [I]needed[I] help. Otherwise, the water would pick him up as if he was a feather. Where would he end up? Even if he got lucky and was deposited in the forest, he would have no idea where he ended up, or couldn't even hunt to feed himself. Shadekit took a step forward, and didn't see how deep the water was; he stepped in it, his ankle giving off a flare of pain. With the sudden drop, he staggered forward and landed on his chest and chin. With a small, helpless little wail, he pushed himself up with his paws. Only, his left ankle throbbed again as he put pressure on it, so fell again, his head newly soaked and plastered to his tiny frame. Trying again, Shadekit stood up on three paws, and hopped forward with his left paw tucked into his chest like he was carrying something. He stumbled a few times before he tested his ankle again. Yes, it hurt to walk on, but It seemed to be incredibly minor. Shadekit went on, tail wildly swinging for balance as he slowly limped after his Clan, fear swimming in the tears in his eyes. He had to get out of here.

Sunmist ran as quickly as he could towards the source of the noise, but the mud sucking at his paws caused him to stumble often. With how wet everything was, it was hard not to slip on the ground. The tom wound up having to slow his pace so he wouldn't injure himself; he needed to get to the kit fast but would be of no use if he was hurt. The rain seemed to batter down harder on the tabby's face, hurting his eyes and he narrowed them against the storm. As he moved on, he kept his ears alert for any more noises from the kit he swore he had heard. "Hello?" He called out loudly, just as a gust of wind almost knocked him off his feet- imagine what that wind would have done to a little kitten? He pushed on, more determined to bring the young cat to safety.

"It's okay, I'm here to bring you to a safer place," Sunmist shouted again, not worried about bringing the wrong sort of attention. Any creature would be stupid to pick a fight in this weather; they would both die if that was the case. Finally, the orange cat sighted a small shape stumbling around. His heart clenched as he noticed the poor thing was limping and probably injured. His approach was slower than his frantic walking before as he didn't want to scare the tom-kit. "Hey there little one," he called out in a softer, friendlier one. "I'm Sunmist, you don't need to be scared of me. Come on now, I'll get you somewhere safe to have that leg looked at." He gestured to the kit with his tail, urging him to come closer to the larger cat. Sunmist frowned as he watched the kit stumble yet again- their walking would be slowed with this. "Would you be okay with me carrying you? It'd be better for your leg, and for us to move out of here quicker," he explained while his gaze raked over the gathering floods. They needed to get a move on quick.

[Cosmo]

Echoskip purred, looking down at Daturakit. "I'd do anything for family." She said softly, regret clouding her gaze for a moment.


Pearlstream purred. "I'm sure you would." If Pearlstream were herself, she might have seen regret clouding the molly's eyes. But she wasn't. She was to happy about Daturakit, and to proud of Echoskip. It clouded her mind from thinking of anything else.

[Role]

Role

Amberstorm nodded and smiled. "We'll be there soon. Then you can rest before we leave." Cautiously, Amberstorm led the group toward the rise, making periodic checks to make sure everyone was together. It wasn't long before they reached the foot of the slope. However, it was much steeper than it had looked from afar, and even though the slope wasn't high enough to harm a grown cat, if the kits took a tumble down it could lead to serious injury. She studied the rise warily, then turned to Whitestep and her kits. "This looks a bit dangerous for the kits. Would you mind if we carried them up?"
Whitestep picked up Owlkit and Hollykit in response. She nodded with a grateful look in her eyes. "Put me down Mom! I can make it," Owlkit protested. Whitestep grunted a 'No' and walked up the steep hill. Rain battered her fur, but sheer love for her kits kept her going. Hollykit parted his jaws in a whine, but shut them from a flash of lightning. Whitestep glanced back at Amberstorm and Berrykit and Willowkit. The identical kits pressed themselves to the ground in fear of the loud thunder that crashed overhead like a dozen monsters rumbling on a Thunderpath. Even Owlkit whimpered slightly. Whitestep gave the two kits in her jaws a reassurring, rumbling purr. Concern filled her mind, however. Would they really make it out of the storm alive? Whitestep grunted to herself. We'll make it, she reassured herself. Setting down the two kits she called back to Amberstorm. "I'm going to head farther up the hill, can you manage?"

[graves]

Redfeather looked up tiredly and shook his fur to clear the water " o *caughs* ok" he said in his deep voice. The tom settled himself on the apprentices back " t thank y *caughs*you" and closes his eyes since he was exausted from what felt like a 20mile run.
Daypaw settled the warrior on their back. They were a small apprentice, smaller then others but they kept a grip on the tom. Making their way out of the den there was nothing but chaos,rain pouring over head. They trotted to the mudslide that was the hill; there only way up to safety. They took a large leap and dug their claws into the grass, shifting to make sure the warrior was still stable on their back.
"Of course!" Rockkit managed to muster through the potent taste of catmint and juniper. He hopped up the hill behind Daypaw. "I understand" Wolfpaw replied. The late apprentice matched his brother step for step and before they knew it they had just about reached the top of the hill. Rockkit stopped for a moment and looked up at the sky, stormy and dull. "Depite this cruel flood they have given us the task of surviving, I feel StarClan Doesn't want to hurt us. They may just want to teach us a lesson...or perhaps get us to makeup with enemies? I'm not sure...but I feel they may be generous and decide not to kill many this time..." the kit sighed. Rockkit, despite having the suffix "'kit", Rockkit was apprentice age if not slightly older. He just hasn't found the right mentor for him yet. But that was okay. "Lead us to where your shelter is, Daypaw." Wolfpaw commanded, not meaning to sound so bossy.
Daypaw lead the way to the hill. It was muddy, paw prints glistened but soon were washed away by the rain. They dug their claws intot he grass to keep a grip, starting to lead their way up the hill. It was the only way to safety. At the mention of Starclan it made Daypaws tail twitch and bite down on the herbs harder in their mouth,"Starclan was the cause of this, taking innocent lives when uneeded just for some truce." Daypaw saw life and death every single day, whether it was from sickness or injuries. But this..this was slaughter.
Their paws slid in the mud, white fur stained brown. Green eyes pulled wide with fear as they ran; if the water flooded higher, they couldn't swim and would be pulled into the current. Avocetpaw let out a sharp yelp as their paw hit a sharp rock; they felt the pad split, the toughened black skin left open to the freezing water and mud. But they didn't stop moving, tucking up the back paw and hobbling forward on three legs. Avocetpaw watched the ground carefully, assuring they wouldn't ruin another foot. Their ears flattened, and they whimpered quietly, the pain sharp and jarring. But, they raced forward, eyes locked towards the horizon, where RiverClan would be waiting.
Daypaw was at the entrance of their den, watching Shadowclans ruins fall apart before them. Everything seemed so loud and quiet at the same time. The screeches of cats and cries seemed to be blocked out by the loud thunder and rain pouring above them, making Daypaws fur cling to their small frame. They scanned for any cat that looked like they had an injury or needed help. They werent a Riverclan cat,but theyd try their best. Looking towards where the apprentices dens were they saw another cat. They looked like they were struggling with their paw to even walk. Daypaw launched themselves out into the clearing, large splashes cascading under their paws at they ran. The clearing made them stumble for a moment, but they dig their claws into the ground to keep steady. Once reaching to the apprentice they were still a little bit far, the medcats voice boom against the thunder,"Lean forward and I'll grab your scruff!"

[rubinaito]

Pearlstream purred. "I'm sure you would." If Pearlstream were herself, she might have seen regret clouding the molly's eyes. But she wasn't. She was to happy about Daturakit, and to proud of Echoskip. It clouded her mind from thinking of anything else.

"You don't happen to share my parent's views, do you?" Echoskip suddenly asked, looking up at Pearlstream. Even though she wasn't Honeythistle's mate anymore, Echoskip couldn't help but feel... wary about her thoughts.

[Cosmo]

"You don't happen to share my parent's views, do you?" Echoskip suddenly asked, looking up at Pearlstream. Even though she wasn't Honeythistle's mate anymore, Echoskip couldn't help but feel... wary about her thoughts.


(Honey is Polyromantic, Pearl is still his mate, no matter what the Family tree says)
Pearlstream looked up in surprise. "I would like to be a forever queen." the molly stated. "Though I don't really share their views. Why do you ask?" Pearlstream didn't understand why Echoskip would ask her that. Also about her family.

[NightWarrior4Life]

Daypaw settled the warrior on their back. They were a small apprentice, smaller then others but they kept a grip on the tom. Making their way out of the den there was nothing but chaos,rain pouring over head. They trotted to the mudslide that was the hill; there only way up to safety. They took a large leap and dug their claws into the grass, shifting to make sure the warrior was still stable on their back.

Daypaw lead the way to the hill. It was muddy, paw prints glistened but soon were washed away by the rain. They dug their claws intot he grass to keep a grip, starting to lead their way up the hill. It was the only way to safety. At the mention of Starclan it made Daypaws tail twitch and bite down on the herbs harder in their mouth,"Starclan was the cause of this, taking innocent lives when uneeded just for some truce." Daypaw saw life and death every single day, whether it was from sickness or injuries. But this..this was slaughter.

Daypaw was at the entrance of their den, watching Shadowclans ruins fall apart before them. Everything seemed so loud and quiet at the same time. The screeches of cats and cries seemed to be blocked out by the loud thunder and rain pouring above them, making Daypaws fur cling to their small frame. They scanned for any cat that looked like they had an injury or needed help. They werent a Riverclan cat,but theyd try their best. Looking towards where the apprentices dens were they saw another cat. They looked like they were struggling with their paw to even walk. Daypaw launched themselves out into the clearing, large splashes cascading under their paws at they ran. The clearing made them stumble for a moment, but they dig their claws into the ground to keep steady. Once reaching to the apprentice they were still a little bit far, the medcats voice boom against the thunder,"Lean forward and I'll grab your scruff!"
"Truce? What, with our enemies? So I was there! Yes!" Rockkit got a little too excited and probably have Daypaw the wrong impression. "There has to be a good reason...like, a better reason...I mean yeah I can see why they'd want us to get along with everyone but killing isn't the way to do it...either way, we can survive this...when we work together Shadowclan is strong...stronger...we work as one..."
"I guess..." His brother replied "But you're not close to StarClan like Daypaw and I are...I just have...feelings...that there is an answer out there somewhere. Have hope Daypaw...the sun will shine again soon enough..." The grey kit assured the apprentice. Although Daypaw still looked grim.

[rubinaito]

(Honey is Polyromantic, Pearl is still his mate, no matter what the Family tree says)
Pearlstream looked up in surprise. "I would like to be a forever queen." the molly stated. "Though I don't really share their views. Why do you ask?" Pearlstream didn't understand why Echoskip would ask her that. Also about her family.

(Okay, I was confused xD)

"... I'm just... worried about them finding out about Moonsplash and I." She murmured, scuffing her paw against the ground. "With how strongly they're against homosexuality, I feel that they'd disown me. That's why Tempestjay is always around... he's my cover. If they think he's my mate, then they'll just think that Moonsplash and I are friends." Echoskip sighed, tucking her paws in and flattening her ears.

[Beam]

(It's fine! I have someone wanting to rp with Sunmist anyways, so I'm going to make an excuse for him to leave haha xD)

Sunmist smiled at the two as his thoughts seemed to be echoed by Roseblaze. His ear flicked at the molly's question, one he didn't have a full answer to yet. He had been left behind after their deputy left, as he wanted to make sure every cat was okay. But that resulted in the tom not hearing any directions that were given, if any. He just knew they had to get away from this water, and now. He made sure to keep his voice hushed as he answered Roseblaze so the kit besides them wouldn't hear. "I don't know," he admitted. "Just anywhere away from the water. Higher ground, somewhere safer..." His voice trailed off as he gave yet another alert sweep of their surroundings- the water was still climbing at an alarming rate.

Then, the tom swore he heard some quiet mewling of yet another kit. He stopped his walking and looked around, trying to find the source of the noise. But the kit seemed farther off, and he couldn't catch sight of them. Worried, he looked over at the two cats with him. "Roseblaze," he gave a pause to make sure he had her name correct, "I hear another cat in need. I... well, I can't leave them behind." He lowered his voice so as not to worry Dewkit, he didn't want the tom-kit hearing the entire problem. "They sound like a kit. I'm going to go find where they are, get him to safety, okay?" He questioned, referring to the kit standing right next to them. He gave her a moment to agree, but another cry had him even more nervous- he needed to get to that kit now. "I'll be okay, don't worry about me!" His voice carried over the tom's shoulder as he sprinted as quickly as possible through the mud.




Sunmist ran as quickly as he could towards the source of the noise, but the mud sucking at his paws caused him to stumble often. With how wet everything was, it was hard not to slip on the ground. The tom wound up having to slow his pace so he wouldn't injure himself; he needed to get to the kit fast but would be of no use if he was hurt. The rain seemed to batter down harder on the tabby's face, hurting his eyes and he narrowed them against the storm. As he moved on, he kept his ears alert for any more noises from the kit he swore he had heard. "Hello?" He called out loudly, just as a gust of wind almost knocked him off his feet- imagine what that wind would have done to a little kitten? He pushed on, more determined to bring the young cat to safety.

"It's okay, I'm here to bring you to a safer place," Sunmist shouted again, not worried about bringing the wrong sort of attention. Any creature would be stupid to pick a fight in this weather; they would both die if that was the case. Finally, the orange cat sighted a small shape stumbling around. His heart clenched as he noticed the poor thing was limping and probably injured. His approach was slower than his frantic walking before as he didn't want to scare the tom-kit. "Hey there little one," he called out in a softer, friendlier one. "I'm Sunmist, you don't need to be scared of me. Come on now, I'll get you somewhere safe to have that leg looked at." He gestured to the kit with his tail, urging him to come closer to the larger cat. Sunmist frowned as he watched the kit stumble yet again- their walking would be slowed with this. "Would you be okay with me carrying you? It'd be better for your leg, and for us to move out of here quicker," he explained while his gaze raked over the gathering floods. They needed to get a move on quick.

(I'm on mobile so I'm sorry if there's typos)
Shadekit stumbled again, trying to be light in his left paw. It wasn't working well, the rain pelted his down and water kept running into his eyes, causing him to squint and blink and not watch where he put his paws. He stumbled about, splashing down in a pooling puddle of water. Shadekit narrowed his eyes, he was determined to evacuate if no one wanted to help aid him. He was sure his ankle was fine, but right now he really wanted a medicine Cat or someone to give him the final okay. The rain wasn't helping his condition, as well as soaked fur and stumbling steps, he thought the rain would cool the slight throb in it, however it only shot it with harsh water bullets, like small bees we're falling from the sky.

His ears desperately perked when he heard the faintest of noises, some talking, and calling out to see if someone was there. Shadekit opened his mouth to call back, and heard more noise. He clung to the ground with his thornlike claws as a gust of wind threatened to make him tumble like a bush across the camp. Shadekit couldn't make out the muffled sentence called out to him because of the roaring rain and whirlwind of air around him. Then he saw it, an orange tabby cat coming towards him. Shadekit closed his eyes in relief, with the other cats closeness and and the act that he was near another cat that looked like he would seemingly help, he found the most safety he had felt since the first raindrop fell on the camp.

Shadekit didn't reply at first, he was too much in shock and focusing on not shivering next to the warrior beside him. Shadekit let out a little squeak of dismay, did this cat-Sunmist, think Shadekit was scared of him?He swallowed, through his eyes Shadekit must look like a little coward compared to the braving apprentices and warriors fighting through the storm without assistance.His shoulder loosened with relief as Submist offered him help to find a safer place. He could barely hear the Tom through the Walls of the wind, he figured he shouldn't talk, his squeaky and high-pitched voice would be drowned out in this weather. In response, Shadekit took a staggered step towards the larger cat, feeling his fear melt away layer by layer. At the cats next question, he nodded vigorously, all he wanted to do is get somewhere safe, even though Submist probably couldn't hear him, Shadekit spoke anyways "thank you."

[Clover]

Daypaw was at the entrance of their den, watching Shadowclans ruins fall apart before them. Everything seemed so loud and quiet at the same time. The screeches of cats and cries seemed to be blocked out by the loud thunder and rain pouring above them, making Daypaws fur cling to their small frame. They scanned for any cat that looked like they had an injury or needed help. They werent a Riverclan cat,but theyd try their best. Looking towards where the apprentices dens were they saw another cat. They looked like they were struggling with their paw to even walk. Daypaw launched themselves out into the clearing, large splashes cascading under their paws at they ran. The clearing made them stumble for a moment, but they dig their claws into the ground to keep steady. Once reaching to the apprentice they were still a little bit far, the medcats voice boom against the thunder,"Lean forward and I'll grab your scruff!"
They blinked in surprise as they heard the medicine cat adressing them, specifically. They looked up at them, eyes bleary from rain, the world hazy. Obediently, Avocetpaw tilted forward, three paws scrabbling awkwardly to keep balance. But, they slid in the unstable mud; they fell harshly onto one side, injured paw pinned under them. A yelp was elicited at this, the cut compressed so that mud was trapped inside, the gritty detritus causing further irritation and pain. They winced, face contorting in a look of sheer agony. But, Avocetpaw stumbled back to their feet, at this point using the injured paw. But they couldn't put weight on it for long; they leaned back towards Daypaw, hoping for some sort of assistance.