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Post by ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ on Jan 8, 2018 21:34:58 GMT -5
|| Whoops I never really specified it. It would be around dusk, as some time has passed (not quite a whole day) since the first post. ||
|| Alright. He probably returned to camp and is helping out somewhere, which is up to you. I think Fogpaw and Robinstar are working on the apprentice den, Flaxtrill and Larktalon on the elders den, Rufflefur on the nursery, Scorchkit in the medicine den helping with herbs, with everyone else out of camp. ||
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Post by -bluestorm- on Jan 8, 2018 21:46:56 GMT -5
DUSKPAW:
Duskpaw had no intention of swimming across the now badly flooded river himself, and turned to follow Nettlefly as he led the patrol away. Following his mentor, Duskpaw decided to strike up verbal conversation.
"This is bad, huh? Don't know if we're going to be able to stay at camp..." As the words left Duskpaw's mouth, he felt a pang of sadness. If they had to leave, who knows how long they would be gone for. All Duskpaw wanted was time to recover, not heaps of mud. StarClan above, the mud!
ORCHIDBLOOM:
Even though what he had told her was nothing short of terrifying, Orchidbloom was reassured by Robinstar's message back to her. She thought about all the times they had fought and bickered over such nonsense. Live and learn, she thought.
Telepathically, she reached her leader once again. "Thank you for the update, Robinstar. I'm keeping things under control near the outskirts of camp." She surveyed the camp, barely illuminated thanks to the almost evil-looking tapestry of clouds above. It was bad and bound to get worse. She noticed Flaxtrill and Larktalon trying their best to get twigs in place to keep the Elder Den in shape, and padded over to help.
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Post by Blossomshadow on Jan 8, 2018 21:47:57 GMT -5
A very pretty, grey and white tabby she-cat padded along the pond, enjoying the fresh scent of flowers and other herbs. Despite being uneasy about having become lost, she decided to roll in a patch of wild grass. The sun was just starting to set when she finally sat up and stared at the setting sun. She sighed. How am I ever going to get out of here? She sighed, her face falling as the bright fire was fading. The water in the pond behind her rippled quietly in the breeze that ruffled her fur. Jewels had never been anywhere but a lonely underpass that smelt of Twoleg trash. Once she'd rolled a bit in lavender and horsetail, she felt she smelt wonderful again. This was a such pretty place. Maybe I'll stay awhile. She licked her lips, stomach growling as hunger began to creep in.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2018 22:15:01 GMT -5
(Hai Blossomshadow! Welcome to Bloomclan! :3 )
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2018 22:27:03 GMT -5
Spottedpaw :Spottedpaw stared at the river, scared that her clumsy legs would make her trip on the slippery stones and would send her spiralling down into a darkness. She stared at her legs. These batter not mess me up... She hoped, knowing that her clumsy legs could lead her to death. She watched Cherrywhisper jump from each stone gracefully (in her opinion) and envied that the calico she-cat could jump and run without any problem. Slowly, Spottedpaw padded towards the edge before taking a leap. She landed safely on stone. "I did it!" She squealed loudly. ashfeather
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2018 22:34:47 GMT -5
(I accidentally clicked post without doing Nightleaf's one. Blossomshadow , do you want Nightleaf to collect Jewels. She was going to pass by Lakepond to collect more herbs anyways.)
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Post by Blossomshadow on Jan 8, 2018 22:45:51 GMT -5
(You could, if you'd like lol)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2018 23:11:56 GMT -5
( Well, I would like too X3 ) Nightleaf :Nightleaf began to turn away from Mintpool. A disappointing amount of herbs there... She thought. Maybe Lakepond will be luckier. She headed into the direction of Lakepond. But there was hesitation in her thoughts and footsteps. It wouldn't be safe. With the storm and all... She paused, looking towards the dark sky that loomed threateningly over her. If I was quicker. She concluded, going into a light jog. As she made her way to the large pond, she noticed a silver shape in her line of vision. An intruder?! She shouted in her thoughts. Her first reaction was to scream her warning all the way to Bloomclan camp. But she remembered that her telepathy was weak. Mouse dung! She cursed, realising that she would have to fight them. Or at least bring them to camp. She crept to the she-cat, noticing her beautiful fur. "You! Stop whatever your doing!" She shouted telepathically to the cat, hoping she heard it. Blossomshadow
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Post by ghost. on Jan 8, 2018 23:12:36 GMT -5
Tawnywing glanced about, occasionally dropping his head to grab a large or sturdy-looking branch. He wasn't able to talk with the sticks in his jaws, but he would rather not butt in on the conversation between mentor and apprentice. Though, he did sympathize with Duskpaw's yearning to stop trekking through mud that went past his joints. Anyways, if he had something to mention, he could just do so telepathically.
With that reassurance, he tried again to remove himself from his surroundings, but the water and mud clumping in his long fur was an irritating reminder of the situation. He would help the clan to the best of his ability, of course, but right now all he wanted was to curl up to sleep in his nest. Such was life.
Fogpaw gritted her teeth, somewhat energized by the added help of Robinstar, and pressed her entire weight against the branch to prop it up. Her traction was terrible, and she scrabbled in the wet earth for a bit before it was finally in place. The action left her panting, and with a nod to the leader, she began glancing around for opportunities to help. Maybe she could go back out collecting supplies- that was, if she wouldn't be too much of a bother. She wordlessly dashed over to the camp entrance, looking for cats that were leaving for some purpose or another. The apprentice was having trouble working up the courage to approach anyone and ask if she could help, though.
Larktalon settled into the repetitive motions of reinforcing the den, gritting his teeth as the oncoming wind and debris tossed up by it struck his scarred flesh. His exposed gums were stinging and numb due to the downpour. The elder's joints were also (predictably) aching, but he completely denied that mentally, not wanting to acknowledge becoming the stereotypical old cat.
"Out of supplies on this side." He said, more harshly than he'd intended to due to the myriad of things testing his nerves. More calmly, he added, "The frame's pretty much done, though, a few more supplemental ones would be enough to keep this steady. What about your end, Flaxtrill?"
(( ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ -bluestorm- )) ((though fogpaw's pretty much open, and scorchkit is trying to sort herbs.))
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Post by Blossomshadow on Jan 8, 2018 23:24:17 GMT -5
( Well, I would like too X3 ) Nightleaf :Nightleaf began to turn away from Mintpool. A disappointing amount of herbs there... She thought. Maybe Lakepond will be luckier. She headed into the direction of Lakepond. But there was hesitation in her thoughts and footsteps. It wouldn't be safe. With the storm and all... She paused, looking towards the dark sky that loomed threateningly over her. If I was quicker. She concluded, going into a light jog. As she made her way to the large pond, she noticed a silver shape in her line of vision. An intruder?! She shouted in her thoughts. Her first reaction was to scream her warning all the way to Bloomclan camp. But she remembered that her telepathy was weak. Mouse dung! She cursed, realising that she would have to fight them. Or at least bring them to camp. She crept to the she-cat, noticing her beautiful fur. "You! Stop whatever your doing!" She shouted telepathically to the cat, hoping she heard it. Blossomshadow Jewels continued to watch the sun set, but it was only when the wind suddenly changed that she scented another cat nearby. She slowly turned her head in the direction of the newcomer. "Oh, hello!" she meowed, chipper. "I didn't know there were other cats around here! Do you live here?" The she-cat wondered why she hadn't seen or scented any other cats earlier. Perhaps the scent of rain had washed away all the other scents. She stared softly at the other she-cat, her light green eyes pondering if the cat was sneaking up on her or trying to hunt. "Did I interrupt something of yours? Were you hunting here?" When the other cat didn't respond, the grey and white tabby started to retreat. "I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to intrude !-" She honestly didn't know what to say to this cat, Should she run?
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2018 23:30:54 GMT -5
Nightleaf :The black she-cat stared at the cat infront of her for a second. She doesn't seem harmless, but she could be faking it. Nightleaf shook her head, bristling her fur. "You are intruding on Bloomclan territory!" She snapped. I'll use my abilities on her when she poses a threat. Nightleaf reminded herself. "I'll need you to come with me." Nightleaf ordered, using her tail to beckon her to come forward. "I'm taking you to my camp, where my leader will decide what to do with you." Nightleaf told her, hoping that the mysterious cat would follow her orders. Blossomshadow
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Post by Blossomshadow on Jan 8, 2018 23:37:10 GMT -5
Jewels frowned, sitting back on her hind legs. ”What’s a BloomClan?” She meowed, very confused and now, this cat was wanting her to go with her back to some camp. Does that mean there are more besides her? She wondered as the cat beckoned her to follow. She shook out her pelt, unsettled before staring back at the nearly swallowed sun. Well, it is getting dark and I don’t know where I am exactly... Maybe I should go with her. She seems really angry though.. The she-cat heaved a sigh. She didn’t want to make the other cat even more angry if she didn’t follow, which after a moment, she followed, at a safe distance but still uneasy.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2018 23:47:29 GMT -5
Nightleaf :Nightleaf let out a breath of relief she realised she wasn't even holding until the she-cat decided followed her. She picked up her herbs again, clamping them in her jaws before heading towards Bloomclan camp. "Bloomclan is a clan. The clan which I belong to." She answered simply using her 'Telepathy' ability, noticing that the cat was keeping her distance. She looked back just in case she was following her. I need to send word out to Robinstar. She thought. Using her 'Vision' ability, she sent a vision of her walking with the loner towards Bloomclan camp, hoping that her leader would get the hint that she was taking an intruder to camp. Is this a good idea? She thought to herself, as she padded with the cat. ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ Blossomshadow
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Post by Blossomshadow on Jan 8, 2018 23:53:46 GMT -5
(Is Jewels supposed to be able to hear that when though she doesn’t possess the powers herself?)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2018 23:58:51 GMT -5
(I think so. I'm actually not sure now that you mention it. I'll ask Twiia.)
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Post by ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ on Jan 9, 2018 0:02:24 GMT -5
|| Yes, but induced telepathy is very weak and ephemeral and generally only heard when spoken to directly from a very close distance. It may create some confusion at first if the cat has never experienced it before. Telepathy is a learned skill, but it is difficult to grasp at first.||
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Post by ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ on Jan 9, 2018 2:08:47 GMT -5
» FLAXTRILL
Flaxtrill carefully laid one stick over another, forming a sort of deformed looking but strong lattice. It would hold up, but it would not resist the flood that was soon to come. She glanced over Larktalon's end, admiring his work. Standing a mouse-length back, she looked over her structure. Soon, she realized that more sticks would be necessary. Her stick pile was dwindling, but she was hesitant to trust that Nettlefly's patrol would bring back an adequate amount of twigs.
"My side is alright Larktalon, but I'm also running out of sticks." Flaxtrill replied. Her voice seemed to lack her usual cheerful tone. Instead, the pale warrior donned an aura of seriousness that was necessary for the situation at paw. "I think I'll need more, to hold up the roof of the den." She looked down in horror when she saw that her paws were sinking in the thick mud. That was not a good sign.
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» NETTLEFLY
As his paws sank, Nettlefly wanted to panic. He wanted to return to camp, return to his nest. However, he knew what would be greeting him and his patrol when they arrived. He shivered as the torrential rain bore down on his back, pelt slick and clinging to his frame. The prospect of a slightly muddy nest seemed almost pleasurable compared to the winds of the storm. Soon enough, the camp was going to flood. Nettlefly just hoped they'd arrive in time.
The state of the camp shocked him, despite him not feeling overly surprised. In all of his days, the pale brown warrior had never seen a worse mess. If would be a while before everything became what they should be. He hopped into the dip of a clearing that created the center of the camp, setting his sticks beside the warriors den. Watching as the rain fell all over, as the bare ground transformed into pools and puddles of mud.
"Tawnywing, Duskpaw. Uh... come and take a look at the state of our camp. It's ill," Nettlefly remarked telepathically. "We should probably work on the warriors dens since there's like three of them."
|| Will respond to the rest later, it's time to sleep for me. ||
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Post by Blossomshadow on Jan 9, 2018 12:52:10 GMT -5
Nightleaf :Nightleaf let out a breath of relief she realised she wasn't even holding until the she-cat decided followed her. She picked up her herbs again, clamping them in her jaws before heading towards Bloomclan camp. "Bloomclan is a clan. The clan which I belong to." She answered simply using her 'Telepathy' ability, noticing that the cat was keeping her distance. She looked back just in case she was following her. I need to send word out to Robinstar. She thought. Using her 'Vision' ability, she sent a vision of her walking with the loner towards Bloomclan camp, hoping that her leader would get the hint that she was taking an intruder to camp. Is this a good idea? She thought to herself, as she padded with the cat. ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ Blossomshadow Jewels looked beyond confused. She squealed in fear, rolling on the ground. She didn't know why there was a new voice in her head. "What is going on?!" She yelped, rubbing her head on the ground. "Usually there's only my voice in my head! Why are there two?!"
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Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2018 20:14:54 GMT -5
Nightleaf :Nightleaf rolled her eyes. "It's just me." Nightleaf muttered in the she-cat's mind. "You'll get use to this." She reassured. Nightleaf noticed the River Blossom come into her line of vision. "You'll have to cross River Blossom. Use the stepping stones." She pointed at the stepping stones using her tail. "Watch out. It's slippery." She warned, pouncing on the first then second stone, turning behind her to see if the she-cat was following her. Blossomshadow
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Post by Blossomshadow on Jan 9, 2018 22:27:23 GMT -5
Nightleaf :Nightleaf rolled her eyes. "It's just me." Nightleaf muttered in the she-cat's mind. "You'll get use to this." She reassured. Nightleaf noticed the River Blossom come into her line of vision. "You'll have to cross River Blossom. Use the stepping stones." She pointed at the stepping stones using her tail. "Watch out. It's slippery." She warned, pouncing on the first then second stone, turning behind her to see if the she-cat was following her. Blossomshadow Watch out for what? Jewels replied, sitting up, her grey and white coat soiled in brown soot. She got to her feet and shook out her fur. The cloud of dust disappeared into the air, her coat shiny once again. There's water here? She asked, her inner voice shaking. She hadn't been in the water in such a long time. When she'd arrived on the territory, she'd avoided the ponds and streams all together. It wasn't the water she was afraid of, it was drowning. A flash of memory burst into her mind as she stared down at her own reflection, an image of herself as a kit and her two siblings playing in the water, splashing the other. Suddenly, the current picked up and the under toe took her brother down with a scream 'Jewels!' She shut her eyes tight, her ears smacked against her head. Her tail swished anxiously. "Is there any way around it?" Jewels whispered, relaxing her face and looking at the she-cat in front of her.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2018 22:56:02 GMT -5
Nightleaf :"Watch where you put your paws." Nightleaf answered. Nightleaf pondered about the cat's question. "No, I don't think there's a way around this." Nightleaf said. She stared at the cloudy sky. Small droplets of rain had begun to fall. "If you drown, it's not my fault anyways. You were intruding." She snapped, jumping onto the third rock. "To be honest, I'm bringing you to safety, seeing as it's going to storm soon." She pointed out. But if you don't cross, the water level is going to rise. So stop moping around and just cross!"Blossomshadow
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Post by ghost. on Jan 9, 2018 23:12:43 GMT -5
Tawnywing's eyes widened in shock as he looked around the camp, the mud so high in places as to brush the fur on this stomach- and he wasn't a particularly small cat. He nodded vigorously to Nettlefly, dropping part of his bundle in the center of camp for other cats to use. He joined Nettlefly with what was left of his supply, mind working feverishly to try and find out a way to support a ceiling that was rapidly caving in. As more of a temporary measure than anything, he grabbed some of the larger sticks and stuck them vertically around the perimeter of the den. He turned in Duskpaw's direction. "Can you get more- building supplies?" He asked, before quickly repeating the same thing telepathically upon realization the apprentice likely wouldn't have heard him. "But, um, Oh-you could help here if you'd want." As she realized the lack of sticks, Fogpaw perked her head up, dashing out of camp to pick up more supplies.
Scorchkit had gotten a good chunk of the herbs sorted into bundles before the cave started falling on him. When the first glop of soil had landed on his head, the kit was momentarily confused as to why it was raining inside. However, the second splatted dirt in his eyes and nose, and he let out a yowl of panic, glancing up in horror. His first reaction was admittedly extreme- something like oh no the whole den will collapse and i'll be buried alive i need to get out of here-
His immediate instinct was to dash out of the den, not well equipped to deal with this comparatively minor danger, but some sort of stubborn pride kept him rooted to the spot. "You promised not to mess up Nightleaf's herbs! She needs them for important clan stuff!" The gray and orange tom screwed his face up before grabbing as many of the herb parcels as he could and dashing out of the den like his paws were on fire, looking around frantically for a more secure den. He settled on dumping them under the Elder's den before running off for more.
((note: the med den isn't completely collapsing unless someone wants it to. scorchkit is just panicking.)) ((͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ @sapphire646 -bluestorm- ))
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Post by Blossomshadow on Jan 10, 2018 19:53:17 GMT -5
Nightleaf :"Watch where you put your paws." Nightleaf answered. Nightleaf pondered about the cat's question. "No, I don't think there's a way around this." Nightleaf said. She stared at the cloudy sky. Small droplets of rain had begun to fall. "If you drown, it's not my fault anyways. You were intruding." She snapped, jumping onto the third rock. "To be honest, I'm bringing you to safety, seeing as it's going to storm soon." She pointed out. But if you don't cross, the water level is going to rise. So stop moping around and just cross!"Blossomshadow Jewels sighed as she slowly crossed the stepping stones one at a time. ”How many of you are there?” she meowed, finally getting on the opposite side of the water, following behind her quickly, her pelt getting soaked as the rain continued to fall harder.
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Post by ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ on Jan 11, 2018 3:56:28 GMT -5
» ROBINSTAR
Robinstar was up to his shoulders in watery mud. That was a bad sign, as it meant the camp would flood soon. It would be near impossible to prop up the dens in this state, so he decided that the best idea was to get moving. He pushed himself out of the gooey substance and leaped into the clearing.
"Cats of BloomClan!" Robinstar invaded the minds of every cat in the clan. His power was not as strong as it used to be, but it would work for the moment. "We are on the verge of the flood. Drop everything and leave. Now! We're heading over to the Sundown Hills. Cloudheart, Duskpaw, Fogpaw, Tawnywing, Eaglestrike, Flaxtrill! Can you help carry as much as you can of Nightleaf's herbs and the prey in our pile? Cherrywhisper! Get yourself and Spottedpaw and whoever else you have in your patrol to Sundown. Do not return to camp. Larktalon, can you look after Scorchkit and Rufflefur? Nettlefly and Orchidbloom! Lead everyone else downstream of the River Blossom, to the stepping stones. Make sure everyone stays together. Orchidbloom, you are in charge from there. Make sure every cat gets across safely. Once there, lead everyone to our temporary camp at Sundown. I will stay and help bring what prey we have left across the river, for it is too wet to hunt. I will lead everyone left across the river and meet you at our other camp. Go!" His voice rose into a panicked frenzy that he tried to tame to no avail. The leader set off to help with the prey when a vision entered his mind.
It was Nightleaf, and she was walking with an unknown she cat. A loner, perhaps. And what threat could a loner pose? They were at the River Blossom, and seemingly headed toward camp. He'd have to tell them that they were evacuating to Sundown. He would deal with the loner there. For now, there were bigger issues to be dealt with. At least the pile was so small, that if one cat carried three pieces of prey, three cats would be able to carry them all. It would be a harsh leaf-bare.
He sought for Nightleaf and the loner's mind. He knew that Nightleaf's telepathy wasn't the strongest and the loner was not born of the Clan, but he thought that if he induced it, they may be able to hear all the way from the River Blossom. He had to try, to pass the news. It would be safer to travel straight to Sundown, but Nightleaf might want to check on her herbs. Her den has been decreasing to mud, and so have the other dens.
ghost. @sapphire646 ashfeather -bluestorm- Blossomshadow ||I feel like tagging everyone for some reason. I will try to be more active, but it's hard to post more than once a day due to school. ||
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Post by Deleted on Jan 11, 2018 4:55:01 GMT -5
Nightleaf :Nightleaf turned behind her to see the she-cat following her. "That wasn't so hard, wasn't it?" She chuckled, moving forwards. She was already tired from walking from Mintpool to Lakepond and she had to drag her paws heavily. It was like they were the weight as badgers! Must be from old age or something. She concluded. "I guess you can say there's a lot?" She tried to calculate the number of cats in Bloomclan in her mind. "Around 20 or something..." She answered the cat's question. "My turn to ask questions now. What's your name? I'm Nightleaf." She asked. The question was bugging her in the back of the mind ever since she met the mysterious cat. Blossomshadow Spottedpaw :Spottedpaw tried to balance herself on the first stone, hoping that her effort wouldn't go to waste. Despite her tiredness, she was still happy she had finally managed to get her clumsy legs under control for now, anyways. Before she could brag to Cherrywhisper, Robinstar's urgent request raced into her mind. "What?!" Spottedpaw exclaimed. "What's happening? Is it flooding already?!" ashfeather
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Post by ashfeather on Jan 11, 2018 5:03:18 GMT -5
[ Sorry I haven't role-played in too long, I've been really busy lately. And that's okay Twi, I'm sure everyone understands^^ ] EAGLESTRIKE || Camp || ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ , ghost.
Eaglestrike wasn't surprised at Robinstar's order; the mud was becoming unbearable now and despite the clan's efforts to reinforce the walls of their dens, the watery sludge was beginning to cave into the dens. The lower half of his body was already caked with mud, and with the rain still bearing down on them, it was bound to become worse the longer they stayed here. He sent a silent prayer to Starclan to keep them safe through the storm - he was worried that the water levels of the rivers surrounding camp might be too high to cross now - and he hoped for his sister's safety.
There was no time to waste though. Seeing as he was closest to the medicine den, he bounded over, noticing Scorchkit running out in panic. "Be careful," he told him, knowing a small kit could easily get caught in the mud and rain of the storm, "Stick close to Larktalon like Robinstar said." Rushing into the den, he relaxed slightly at the sight of the majority of the herbs having been sorted into bundles, no doubt thanks to the preparations of Nightleaf - and probably Scorchkit too. "Well done for sorting the herbs so well." He added telepathically to the kit, not wanting him to feel complete useless in this storm - and he had done a good job. Grabbing as many bundles as he could carry, he carefully made his way out of the den so as to not lose too many of the herbs and not get stuck in the mud.
ASHFEATHER || Camp || ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ , ghost.
Ashfeather let out a small sigh of relief at Robinstar's order; the camp had worsened as the storm had continued, and she could see that their branch reinforcements were becoming a lost cause. The heavens seemed to be opening up as lightning split the sky again and the downpour continued. Turning to follow Orchidbloom out of camp, she noticed her apprentice looking somewhat lost near the entrance to camp. "Fogpaw," she called out telepathically, knowing spoken words would be drowned out by the noises of the storm, "Listen to Robinstar and grab as much prey as you can carry from the fresh-kill pile. Then follow me out." she instructed, hoping her calm words would somewhat reassure the apprentice in this chaos. She had heard the panic in her leader's voice, but had chosen to ignore it, trying to remain as calm as possible.
[ Hey ghost. , is Fogpaw the medicine cat's apprentice or is she still a warrior apprentice? I just assumed here that she was Ashfeather's apprentice still, but if not I can edit my post ]
CHERRYWHISPER || Larkstream || @sapphire646
Cherrywhisper felt Robinstar's voice enter her head as she was halfway across the rising river. His words echoed in her mind: "We are on the verge of flood." She couldn't help but notice the panic tone in his voice at the end of his instructions, causing her stomach to constrict with nerves. If their leader was this worried, the situation must be bad. Her mind flew straight to her brother who was back in camp, but knew that he would be able to handle himself. She didn't have time to worry about him anyway; she needed to remain as calm as possible so as to not alarm Spottedpaw, who had no doubt received Robinstar's orders too.
Turning around, she tried to contain the anxiety that had started to build up in her chest. "Spottedpaw," she began, careful to keep her tone as even as possible, so as to not alarm the she-cat who had only just jumped to the first stepping stone, "We have to turn back and head to Sundown Hills. The clan will meet us there." she instructed, despite the apprentice having probably heard this from Robinstar himself; she wanted to give the impression that she was somewhat in control of this situation, hiding her own panic in the process, and repeating his instructions calmed herself down a bit too.
CLOUDHEART || Camp || ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐
Stopping his attempts at propping a particularly large branch up against the warriors den wall, Cloudheart immediately leapt into action. He figured he would go to the fresh-kill pile first and carry as much prey as he could, before he made his way to the entrance and followed the rest of the cats out of camp. He made his way quickly out of the warriors den, having confidence in his strength enough to know that he wouldn't get stuck in the mud, before making a beeline for the fresh-kill pile. His pure white fur was already plastered with mud, making him seem as if he were a brown-coloured cat instead, but it didn't bother him. Picking up three pieces of prey - the maximum he could hold on to - he quickly made his way to the entrance, narrowing his eyes as the wind blew into his face.
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Post by ashfeather on Jan 11, 2018 5:04:16 GMT -5
[ Oh wait, sorry @sapphire646, I assumed Cherrywhisper and Spottedpaw were still at Larkstream and hadn't made it back to camp yet. ]
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Post by -bluestorm- on Jan 11, 2018 19:20:32 GMT -5
𝓞𝓡𝓒𝓗𝓘𝓓𝓑𝓛𝓞𝓞𝓜: As the pouring rains drenching the camp reached a crescendo, Orchidbloom felt the presence of Robinstar in her mind. His message was a welcome shout over the chaos that had gripped BloomClan in the wake of this storm; perhaps now there would be some real order.
She heard his words clearly in her mind, "Orchidbloom, you are in charge from there. Make sure every cat gets across safely." There was no time to waste.
Orchidbloom stood in front of the many cats still at camp and spoke loudly and clearly to them:
"You heard Robinstar. We're to head down the River Blossom towards Sundown Hills. Some of you must also carry as many medicine herbs with you as you can. Get ready, we leave as soon as possible!"
Orchidbloom conjured a telepathic message to Nettlefly: "Help me gather the cats at the exit of camp and be ready to go.”
She overlooked the cats at camp, and took a deep breath. She twitched a bit as freezing rain water washed over her gash. Orchidbloom wasn't about to let anything happen to her clan on the same day she returned.
The storm raged on.͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ 𝓓𝓤𝓢𝓚𝓟𝓐𝓦: In the middle of reinforcing the Elder Den, Duskpaw felt Robinstar reach his mind and give the clan evacuation orders. That was it, then. Duskpaw glanced around, taking in the terrible state of what had been his home for his whole life. He might not ever return.
Quickly, Duskpaw tried to shake off his sadness and focus. He heard Orchidbloom's orders and turned to nod to her, making his way to the medicine den to grab what he could. He locked eyes with his fellow apprentice, Fogpaw.
"Ready, Fogpaw? We've got a lot of work to do." His words to Fogpaw were probably just a way to reassure himself that the clan would be okay, but that was starting to seem less and less possible by the minute.ashfeather ghost. @sapphire646
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Post by ghost. on Jan 11, 2018 20:37:30 GMT -5
Fogpaw nodded to Duskpaw, expression making her seem completely nonplussed by the situation- though she was likely as terrified as the rest of them internally. She ducked into the marshy mess that was the Medicine Den. The scattered herbs that remained had mostly sunk to the bottom of the more, but a few on the higher ledges had remained. She reared up to place her paws on the shelf, only for it to collapse under her weight and the effects of the water. The pale gray cat leapt nearly a foot back in shock before grabbing the floating herbs on the surface with her teeth, as well as a fair amount of dirt.
Remembering her mentor's instructions, she managed to clamp one of the smaller pieces of fresh kill between her jaw and chest, as her mouth was completely full. This, combined with her leaf-filled mouth and earth-caked muzzle gave her a fairly ridiculous look, but she tried to maintain composure as she went to rejoin Duskpaw.
Scorchkit, upon hearing Robinstar's announcement, started running in and out of the elder's den, dropping the bundled herbs he'd managed to salvage. in front of the cats that had been listed. Like many of his clanmates, he was so caked in mud that you could barely see the actual color of his fur underneath, and his small size and short legs made it even harder to trek through the mud.
The kit watched Duskpaw head into the medicine den, and the persistent feeling that he failed came back in full force. To avoid talking, he grabbed the last of the herb bundles lightly in his mouth, head dropping slightly with shame. Eaglestrike's encouraging message caused him to perk up slightly, sending what might have been a thankful look towards the warrior, but he still avoided making eye contact.
Tawnywing had left the falling den and had what prey he could manage clamped in his jaws. Most of the flowers he wore had fallen off at this point, and even the petals around him fluttered with little vigor. Seeing Cherrywhisper's obvious anxiety, he briefly brushed his tail against her flank before whisking it away, not too comfortable with the gesture but hoping it would calm her down a little.
Larktalon turned to Scorchkit to find him up to his neck in mud. "Okay. I get wantin' to help, but I'm not seeing you drown." The elder unceremoniously scooped him up by the ruff, ignoring the violent protests to carting a nearly grown kit around, and heaved him onto the higher ground. He grimaced as the muck caught in his simultaneously too long and too patchy fur.
"Rufflefur! We're out for now!" Or at least they would be, if the water wasn't faster.
((-bluestorm- @sapphire646 ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ ashfeather )) ((ashfeather- not sure she'll even become the med app. Plenty of other cats, so what happens happens. :b ))
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Post by Deleted on Jan 11, 2018 22:03:25 GMT -5
( ashfeather , I didn't know! I'm really sorry. I'll edit my last reply now.)
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