In Our Homes We'll Burn [ EVENT - OPEN TO ALL ]

[Tallstar]

Mudslide-
Loner-
Beast of Bounty-
A buff dirty brown Tom

Mud had been traveling through the kittypet place due to the unnatural heat when he smelt something familiar something he hoped to never have smelt again.He quickened his pace and looked up to the sky where there was fire smoke would follow and man was there smoke everywhere.Ge heard the cries of certain animals mostly cats but a few cry’s from uprights.He came across a house with the door open and a cat wait why weren’t they moving? He started to run this was bad real bad.But this may be a chance for opportunity specially to fill his pockets.when he was up the steps he moved carefully his bigger frame made it harder for him to squeeze into spaces.What the hells goin on why are you just standing there we need to move!”he said while trying to lead this kittypet to safety.

@Bonsai

[Mica]

Eaglepaw
Outsider
she/her | 10 moons
[Golden and white tuxedo tabby with green eyes and a heavily scarred face]
Purrks: Dreamwalker, Herbal Knowledge T2
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Star ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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[Rushwater - @redshiftreign ]
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Being limited in her movement sucked. Though, Nathaniel's family visited her semi-frequently, and Rushwater was always around to entertain her. Eaglepaw had never known him to be very expressive--hell, she hadn't really known him at all due to him being missing for her entire childhood--but he seemed intent on keeping her spirits up. She had a suspicion that it helped him too.

Eaglepaw had been enjoying a quiet night outside of the den, watching the new members of their little... place, or whatever it was. She refused to interact with them, since they were also displaced RiverClan cats. She wanted to avoid RiverClan whenever possible. Her dream with Dusklion still haunted her, both positively and negatively.

It started slowly. The sky gradually changed color; from a deep blue to a sickly grey and orange. Eaglepaw watched it, brows furrowed in confusion. Was this a thing that happened in the Twoleg place? She had heard that the stars didn't come out as often, since StarClan was hiding from the Twolegs. But she had never seen this before. It took several heartbeats, but eventually Eaglepaw's large ears picked up a strange noise in the distance, coming from the many buildings that closed off one side of the green-space Nathaniel's healing den was in.

Beep. Beep. Beep. ... Beep. Beep. Beep.

Eaglepaw pushed herself unsteadily to her paws, putting limited weight on her injured front left leg. Now that she was moving out from under the wooden bridge over the stream, Eaglepaw could see just how light the sky had gotten, as though the sun was rising early. But the acrid, cloying scent that drifted over the park foretold danger. Eaglepaw had never seen fire before, nor smelled smoke. But it didn't take experience to know that something was wrong. Very, very wrong.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

The wailing from the Twoleg dens grew louder as more and more alarms went off, the fire licking up gasoline-painted walls and consuming the soft, dry insides of the apartments. Eaglepaw stared in horror at the dens, watching the flames climb higher and higher. Twolegs were running around, giant, bright red monsters with blinding lights screaming down the small Thunderpaths towards the dens. Eaglepaw shrank back as Twolegs raced by, wailing in unfamiliar tongues.

Then she saw the cats. Covered in soot and burns, they rushed for the bridge. Eaglepaw gasped, stumbling back a step before making a beeline for the den. She tore the blankets--that's what Nathaniel called them--from her nest, dragging them out onto the dry bank of the stream and laying them out. She cleared the den of the larger blankets, making room for Nathaniel to work while creating a broader space outside where they could accommodate more cats. She didn't dare touch his herb storage. She had been trhough this twice before. Crises, that is. She knew what to do.

Eaglepaw limped out of the den and up onto the bridge, taking a deep breath to steel herself against the pain coming. "OVER HERE!!" She cried, voice cracking from disuse over the last moon. "IT'S SAFE HERE!" Pain bloomed across her heavily-bandaged maw, and she gasped as stars sparkled in her vision. But she pushed past it. "UNDER THE BRIDGE!!"

Purpose. She had purpose now. And she wouldn't let it go to waste. She hadn't been able to follow her dream of becoming RiverClan's medicine cat apprentice, but she could help the kittypets and outsiders.

[ANYONE WHO NEEDS HEALING GATHER UNDER THE WOODEN BRIDGE. Eaglepaw will work with Nathaniel [ @Rani ] to heal anyone who needs it!]

[Morrigan]

Ginger
Kittypet

Ginger had always been a restless kit. Though, obedient, her curiosity could not be contained so she often found herself silently stalking her home in the cover of darkness. Familiarising every nook and cranny a million times over until she'd discovered all the secrets that were to be found. But surely there was more to learn? Sleep was a challenge but evening was an adventure.

Small pawpads tapped softly against the wooden floors as the kitten explored the well known apartment. Peering around every corner with the hope to find something new. Weaving around the dozens of toys scattered about as to not wake her sister. Round blue eyes glowed as she chased shadows. Nothing more intresting to study this time, all she could do was revert back to her usual midnight wanders. But this was activity was growing a bit tedious.

Moonlight illuminated the russet kittypet as she quietly frolicked through her home. Pausing for a moment, she blinked inquisitively at a small flicker of fire drifting ominously through the light breeze that managed to find it's way into the apartment. What was this strange thing? Fascinated by the floating ember, Ginger idly reached out a slim paw to bat it, only to flinch back with a shcoked hit of pain. Tears threatened to spill as she gazed in horrified bewilderment at the burning red mark that scored her tender paws.

Breath quickening, an obscure change it her cozy home was suddenly made painfully obvious. The air was carrying wisps of smoke and the pale, cool shine of the moon was replaced by a sickly orange lustre. Uncannily similiar ginger fur bristled in panic at the danger promising sight. Feeble claws slid out for the first time as the kitten shakily turned her head in the direction of the plume. Flames had consumed the door already and were hungry for more.

A small gasp could be heard as snitten witnessed the uncaring blaze devour everything in it's path. Her whole world was being burned down in a psychedelic haze. Backing up in a hurried panic was one of the first things she did as flames roared and unnatural noises blared around her. It was spreading quicker than she could think. Choking on smoke and stumbling around blindly. Chaos was dominant, peace nonexistent. Sparks assulted her without mercy in a burning frenzy, clinging to her soft pelt as she tried desperately to ward them off.

Droplets of water dripped down her face but were futile in subdueing the heat that surronded her on all sides. Calm demeanour completely destroyed in this nightmare; Ginger's mind was in shambles. Shrieks of terror joined her own in chorus, belonging to Snowdrop who unfortunately was suffering this pain as well. Frantic pale blue orbs scanned in vain for her littermate. All she could hear was screams. How could this happen on such a peaceful night? Why was such torment forced upon the kittens? The answers were all unknown and would remain that way unless she survived.

The snitten's saviours arrived after what seemed like eternity. The fume disfigured sight Rhiannon was a beam of light among the raging inferno. Rasping sobs left the kitten's smoke damaged throat as she floundered towards her mother in anguish. Sinking into her snowy white fur upon contact. Sniffling and forcing out pained mews "Mama!" Everything hurt. Some stray embers still clung to her russet pelt as she wept. She was overwhelmed by this ongoing experience. All she wanted was tranquility and to be freed from this scorching pain.

@Rani