The queen ran back getting slower as she got closer to camp, her brown tail dragging behind her " N-No fire at Thundergale...Its dry there tho. she meowed sitting down taking deep heavy breaths before standing up on her four paws again " what's next? she asked ready to help the clan in any way needed
SOMETIMES MY MIND DON'T SHAKE AND SHIFT
BUT MOST OF THE TIME IT DOES
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WHITERABBIT . 20 MOONS . SHE/HER . WINDCLAN
Whiterabbit feels the fire before she sees it, a stray gust carrying air that's hot even for a dry day like this over the rise and into her face. It seems worse than it is, once she's made it to the top of the incline ahead of her. Fire hisses and snaps and eats at the dry grass around it and some sort of thrill spikes her coat—not quite fear, not quite excitement, something of both—, but she doesn't bolt off yet. She can't. How could anyone, seeing something like this?
It's...fascinating.
Rooted to the spot, she can at least note a few important things about the fire. It isn't very big, maybe a foxlength at most if that (it's hard to gauge the size of something so brilliant, so busy), but with the surplus of fuel around it she wouldn't be surprised to see it glut itself into a real monstrosity. It's that thought that finally shocks her into motion again. It's that end that they're supposed to be preventing. Whiterabbit hacks out the terrible urge to skid down the slope and swat at the fire, smothers the thought that it seems like the sort of thing that'd be pleasant to nap next to were it not for the smell, and gets gone.
"Hawkfur! HawkfurHawkfurHawkfur!" Whiterabbit pushes out the alarmed cries with every ragged exhale. "There's a fire here!" Where'd she leave him? That way! She recalls where she'd turned to chase the smoke trail and makes the proper adjustment. A-ha! He's easy to find, with the other spotters dashing in with their own reports of fire-or-no-fire. Whiterabbit races in close, flanks heaving.
"Back up that way, you c'n see th'smoke trail—it bends a bit but leads right to it, s'a li'l rise, fire's eatin' away at the grass past that," she's talking fast, squeezing it out between her breaths. "S'not huge, not yet. I c'n go back 'nd sit with it?"
Twigleg would walk forward glad that his Apprentice was smart enough to learn quickly. "Good work Tigerpaw!" Twigleg praised his Apprentice as they caught his first prey it was certainly one of the greatest feelings for a cat to catch their first prey. @Crown_Sage
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Twigleg would walk forward glad that his Apprentice was smart enough to learn quickly. "Good work Tigerpaw!" Twigleg praised his Apprentice as they caught his first prey it was certainly one of the greatest feelings for a cat to catch their first prey. @Crown_Sage
Thanks! Tigerpaw beamed with pride, and wondering what would be next on his journey to becoming a warrior.
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Owlscreech nodded. "Let's report back now!" she meowed. "Since you are training, I'll let you report back to the leader." she said. "Come on!" she said racing back in the direction were they left their leader previously. "Tell me what you'll say." She wanted to make sure that she would report back right.
Daffodilpaw hurried back to camp with Owlscreech, skidding to a halt as they arrived. She looked to the warrior and nodded, eyes sparked with alarm. She let out a little cough, the stench of that fire, though it was small, was still strong in her mouth. And she ran harder than ever before, sides heaving. "We found a small fire in the Sky Glades!" She meowed, rehearsed for Owlscreech. Following her back to Hawkfur.
The kindness of Owlscreech's gesture hadn't sunk in yet, she was just eager to deliver to deliver the critical news. "Hawkfur!" She called as she approached the Fury. "There's a fire starting in the Sky Glade!" Daffodilpaw meowed when she was closer, not wanting to shout that too loudly and scare the pelts off her clanmates any further. "It's still small." She added quickly. "Owlscreech and I can show you!"
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Birchpaw streaked over the grass to Hawkfur's side, eyes wide as he watched the fire. His eyes flitted up to the Fury, but now the apprentices eyes were determined.
Rabbitfoot nodded as Scorpionsight spoke, but clearly wasn’t really listening. ”Sure, sure.” He mewed listlessly, flicking his tail. After a moment, he had a “come to his senses” moment. He couldn’t be rude to her like other cats. Not that he felt that he was rude. They were just…lazy. Yes, lazy. Scorpionsight was not that, so he could give her more credit. ”It’s not that I don’t believe you can help,” He began, looking at the she-cat with rounded eyes. ”No, no. Not that at all. I just want to give a nice gift to a lovely lady.” Geez, lay it on thicker, why don’t you, Rabbitfoot?
”Now watch and learn.” He attempted a joke.
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Almost as soon as the bengal said that, the strong scent of rabbit flooded his mouth. Signalling Scorpionsight to huddle down, he began creeping towards his future catch, eyes narrowed to slits. However, due to the changing winds, the rabbit seemed to have caught his scent. Scenting the impending danger, the rabbit suddenly took off and Rabbitfoot launched himself after it with a hiss, disappearing over a hill.
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”Rabbit-dung!” He snarled after a few moments of silence, trodding back to Scorpionsight with ruffled fur. Embarrassment was obvious but defeat? Never. ”It got away into its burrow.” He sniffed, avoiding the she-cat’s gaze.
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Relief flooded his pelt as Hawkfur spotted Whiterabbit returning, as well as Owlscreech and Daffodilpaw. He was less relieved when both parties revealed that there were fires in their assigned territories. Hawkfur cursed under his breath but remained calm. Birchpaw arrived, and that marked the last of the cats he needed.
"Whiterabbit and Owlscreech, go back to the fires you found and wait there. DO NOT TOUCH THE FIRE." The Fury fixed the two warriors with his fierce gaze, the severity of the situation clear. "Daffodilpaw, Fleetsmoke, Dewfawn, Birchpaw, Grapevine, you're with me. We're going back to camp." He announced to the remaining cats. "We need to report the fires and direct the next group where to go." He assumed Twilightstar, Crowtooth and Lightningstorm had come up with a plan while he and the spotters were out here. "Let's move!"
Hawkfur turned and streaked towards camp, the thrumming paws of the others close behind.
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