Ƭнє Lιgнтнσυѕє Sєαѕση 3 (A Sρσσf.) (New Episode: 10/26/24)

Guests

Tangletalon~Dark brown tabby she-cat with golden stripes. Has hazel eyes.

Amberfluff~Bright ginger she-cat with a unusually puffy tail. Has blue eyes.

Ashfur III~Speckled gray tom with blue eyes.

Quietsong~Light gray tabby with white stripes. He has green eyes with a faint blue circle near the pupil.

Visitors

Sagetail~Small gray tom with yellow eyes, he has a white tuft of fur on his chest.

Dustwing~Brown tabby tom with amber eyes, he has a long feathery tail with a crooked tip.

Willowtail~Pale grey she-cat with a cream-colored belly and paws, she also has a white tail-tip and light blue eyes.

Spirits

Chillfrost~Skinny white she-cat with a silver tinge on her face, paws, and tail. Has blue eyes.

Wildface~Black and white tom with blue eyes.

Rabbitspring~Fluffy white she-cat with white eyes.

Nightpelt~Gray tom with black stripes. He has ice-blue eyes.

Quailfeather~Brown she-cat with black spots. Has yellow eyes.

Dragonclaw~White tom with black ears, paws, and tail-tip. Has blue eyes.

Ghostail~White tom with blue eyes.

Gingerclaw~Orange tom with yellow splotches, has light green eyes.

Duskclaw~Dark gray tom with amber eyes.

Petalfrost~White she-cat with ginger patches. Has light blue eyes.

Nightshade~Smokey gray almost black tom, with orange eyes.

Rainfall~Dark gray tabby tom with black paws, has pale-blue eyes.

Enemies

Serpent~A large snake with varying shades of gray with a white underbelly, it has light purple eyes.

Spider

Ripfang~Ragged dark brown tom with yellow eyes. He has several scars on his face.

Robinsong~Calico she-cat with green eyes.

Treepelt~Dark brown tom with yellow eyes.

Redclove~Ginger she-cat with darker ginger stripes. Has ice-blue eyes.

Isole~Dark gray tabby tom with white paws. Has a scarred face and paws, his left eye is orange, while the right is green. He has one scar on each of his shoulders, and a scar that looks like a x between his eyes.

Guests

Tangletalon~Dark brown tabby she-cat with golden stripes. Has hazel eyes.

Amberfluff~Bright ginger she-cat with a unusually puffy tail. Has blue eyes.

Ashfur III~Speckled gray tom with blue eyes.

Quietsong~Light gray tabby with white stripes. He has green eyes with a faint blue circle near the pupil.

Visitors

Sagetail~Small gray tom with yellow eyes, he has a white tuft of fur on his chest.

Dustwing~Brown tabby tom with amber eyes, he has a long feathery tail with a crooked tip.

Willowtail~Pale grey she-cat with a cream-colored belly and paws, she also has a white tail-tip and light blue eyes.

Spirits

Chillfrost~Skinny white she-cat with a silver tinge on her face, paws, and tail. Has blue eyes.

Wildface~Black and white tom with blue eyes.

Rabbitspring~Fluffy white she-cat with white eyes.

Nightpelt~Gray tom with black stripes. He has ice-blue eyes.

Quailfeather~Brown she-cat with black spots. Has yellow eyes.

Dragonclaw~White tom with black ears, paws, and tail-tip. Has blue eyes.

Ghostail~White tom with blue eyes.

Gingerclaw~Orange tom with yellow splotches, has light green eyes.

Duskclaw~Dark gray tom with amber eyes.

Petalfrost~White she-cat with ginger patches. Has light blue eyes.

Nightshade~Smokey gray almost black tom, with orange eyes.

Rainfall~Dark gray tabby tom with black paws, has pale-blue eyes.

Enemies

Serpent~A large snake with varying shades of gray with a white underbelly, it has light purple eyes.

Spider

Ripfang~Ragged dark brown tom with yellow eyes. He has several scars on his face.

Robinsong~Calico she-cat with green eyes.

Treepelt~Dark brown tom with yellow eyes.

Redclove~Ginger she-cat with darker ginger stripes. Has ice-blue eyes.

Isole~Dark gray tabby tom with white paws. Has a scarred face and paws, his left eye is orange, while the right is green. He has one scar on each of his shoulders, and a scar that looks like a x between his eyes.

Guests

Tangletalon~Dark brown tabby she-cat with golden stripes. Has hazel eyes.

Amberfluff~Bright ginger she-cat with a unusually puffy tail. Has blue eyes.

Ashfur III~Speckled gray tom with blue eyes.

Quietsong~Light gray tabby with white stripes. He has green eyes with a faint blue circle near the pupil.

Visitors

Sagetail~Small gray tom with yellow eyes, he has a white tuft of fur on his chest.

Dustwing~Brown tabby tom with amber eyes, he has a long feathery tail with a crooked tip.

Willowtail~Pale grey she-cat with a cream-colored belly and paws, she also has a white tail-tip and light blue eyes.

Spirits

Chillfrost~Skinny white she-cat with a silver tinge on her face, paws, and tail. Has blue eyes.

Wildface~Black and white tom with blue eyes.

Rabbitspring~Fluffy white she-cat with white eyes.

Nightpelt~Gray tom with black stripes. He has ice-blue eyes.

Quailfeather~Brown she-cat with black spots. Has yellow eyes.

Dragonclaw~White tom with black ears, paws, and tail-tip. Has blue eyes.

Ghostail~White tom with blue eyes.

Gingerclaw~Orange tom with yellow splotches, has light green eyes.

Duskclaw~Dark gray tom with amber eyes.

Petalfrost~White she-cat with ginger patches. Has light blue eyes.

Nightshade~Smokey gray almost black tom, with orange eyes.

Rainfall~Dark gray tabby tom with black paws, has pale-blue eyes.

Enemies

Serpent~A large snake with varying shades of gray with a white underbelly, it has light purple eyes.

Spider

Ripfang~Ragged dark brown tom with yellow eyes. He has several scars on his face.

Robinsong~Calico she-cat with green eyes.

Treepelt~Dark brown tom with yellow eyes.

Redclove~Ginger she-cat with darker ginger stripes. Has ice-blue eyes.

Isole~Dark gray tabby tom with white paws. Has a scarred face and paws, his left eye is orange, while the right is green. He has one scar on each of his shoulders, and a scar that looks like a x between his eyes.

Guests

Tangletalon~Dark brown tabby she-cat with golden stripes. Has hazel eyes.

Amberfluff~Bright ginger she-cat with a unusually puffy tail. Has blue eyes.

Ashfur III~Speckled gray tom with blue eyes.

Quietsong~Light gray tabby with white stripes. He has green eyes with a faint blue circle near the pupil.

Visitors

Sagetail~Small gray tom with yellow eyes, he has a white tuft of fur on his chest.

Dustwing~Brown tabby tom with amber eyes, he has a long feathery tail with a crooked tip.

Willowtail~Pale grey she-cat with a cream-colored belly and paws, she also has a white tail-tip and light blue eyes.

Spirits

Chillfrost~Skinny white she-cat with a silver tinge on her face, paws, and tail. Has blue eyes.

Wildface~Black and white tom with blue eyes.

Rabbitspring~Fluffy white she-cat with white eyes.

Nightpelt~Gray tom with black stripes. He has ice-blue eyes.

Quailfeather~Brown she-cat with black spots. Has yellow eyes.

Dragonclaw~White tom with black ears, paws, and tail-tip. Has blue eyes.

Ghostail~White tom with blue eyes.

Gingerclaw~Orange tom with yellow splotches, has light green eyes.

Duskclaw~Dark gray tom with amber eyes.

Petalfrost~White she-cat with ginger patches. Has light blue eyes.

Nightshade~Smokey gray almost black tom, with orange eyes.

Rainfall~Dark gray tabby tom with black paws, has pale-blue eyes.

Enemies

Serpent~A large snake with varying shades of gray with a white underbelly, it has light purple eyes.

Spider

Ripfang~Ragged dark brown tom with yellow eyes. He has several scars on his face.

Robinsong~Calico she-cat with green eyes.

Treepelt~Dark brown tom with yellow eyes.

Redclove~Ginger she-cat with darker ginger stripes. Has ice-blue eyes.

Isole~Dark gray tabby tom with white paws. Has a scarred face and paws, his left eye is orange, while the right is green. He has one scar on each of his shoulders, and a scar that looks like a x between his eyes.

Guests

Tangletalon~Dark brown tabby she-cat with golden stripes. Has hazel eyes.

Amberfluff~Bright ginger she-cat with a unusually puffy tail. Has blue eyes.

Ashfur III~Speckled gray tom with blue eyes.

Quietsong~Light gray tabby with white stripes. He has green eyes with a faint blue circle near the pupil.

Visitors

Sagetail~Small gray tom with yellow eyes, he has a white tuft of fur on his chest.

Dustwing~Brown tabby tom with amber eyes, he has a long feathery tail with a crooked tip.

Willowtail~Pale grey she-cat with a cream-colored belly and paws, she also has a white tail-tip and light blue eyes.

Spirits

Chillfrost~Skinny white she-cat with a silver tinge on her face, paws, and tail. Has blue eyes.

Wildface~Black and white tom with blue eyes.

Rabbitspring~Fluffy white she-cat with white eyes.

Nightpelt~Gray tom with black stripes. He has ice-blue eyes.

Quailfeather~Brown she-cat with black spots. Has yellow eyes.

Dragonclaw~White tom with black ears, paws, and tail-tip. Has blue eyes.

Ghostail~White tom with blue eyes.

Gingerclaw~Orange tom with yellow splotches, has light green eyes.

Duskclaw~Dark gray tom with amber eyes.

Petalfrost~White she-cat with ginger patches. Has light blue eyes.

Nightshade~Smokey gray almost black tom, with orange eyes.

Rainfall~Dark gray tabby tom with black paws, has pale-blue eyes.

Enemies

Serpent~A large snake with varying shades of gray with a white underbelly, it has light purple eyes.

Spider

Ripfang~Ragged dark brown tom with yellow eyes. He has several scars on his face.

Robinsong~Calico she-cat with green eyes, has only half of her tail remaining.

Treepelt~Dark brown tom with yellow eyes.

Redclove~Ginger she-cat with darker ginger stripes. Has ice-blue eyes

Isole~Dark gray tabby tom with white paws. Has a scarred face and paws, his left eye is orange, while the right is green. He has one scar on each of his shoulders, and a scar that looks like a x between his eyes.

Guests

Tangletalon~Dark brown tabby she-cat with golden stripes. Has hazel eyes.

Amberfluff~Bright ginger she-cat with a unusually puffy tail. Has blue eyes.

Ashfur III~Speckled gray tom with blue eyes.

Quietsong~Light gray tabby with white stripes. He has green eyes with a faint blue circle near the pupil.

Visitors

Sagetail~Small gray tom with yellow eyes, he has a white tuft of fur on his chest.

Dustwing~Brown tabby tom with amber eyes, he has a long feathery tail with a crooked tip.

Willowtail~Pale grey she-cat with a cream-colored belly and paws, she also has a white tail-tip and light blue eyes.

Spirits

Chillfrost~Skinny white she-cat with a silver tinge on her face, paws, and tail. Has blue eyes.

Wildface~Black and white tom with blue eyes.

Rabbitspring~Fluffy white she-cat with white eyes.

Nightpelt~Gray tom with black stripes. He has ice-blue eyes.

Quailfeather~Brown she-cat with black spots. Has yellow eyes.

Dragonclaw~White tom with black ears, paws, and tail-tip. Has blue eyes.

Ghostail~White tom with blue eyes.

Gingerclaw~Orange tom with yellow splotches, has light green eyes.

Duskclaw~Dark gray tom with amber eyes.

Petalfrost~White she-cat with ginger patches. Has light blue eyes.

Nightshade~Smokey gray almost black tom, with orange eyes.

Rainfall~Dark gray tabby tom with black paws, has pale-blue eyes.

Enemies

Serpent~A large snake with varying shades of gray with a white underbelly, it has light purple eyes.

Spider

Ripfang~Ragged dark brown tom with yellow eyes. He has several scars on his face.

Robinsong~Calico she-cat with green eyes, has only half of her tail remaining.

Treepelt~Dark brown tom with yellow eyes.

Redclove~Ginger she-cat with darker ginger stripes. Has ice-blue eyes

Isole~Dark gray tabby tom with white paws. Has a scarred face and paws, his left eye is orange, while the right is green. He has one scar on each of his shoulders, and a scar that looks like a x between his eyes.

Part 1

Guests

Tangletalon~Dark brown tabby she-cat with golden stripes. Has hazel eyes.

Amberfluff~Bright ginger she-cat with a unusually puffy tail. Has blue eyes.

Ashfur III~Speckled gray tom with blue eyes.

Quietsong~Light gray tabby with white stripes. He has green eyes with a faint blue circle near the pupil.

Visitors

Sagetail~Small gray tom with yellow eyes, he has a white tuft of fur on his chest.

Dustwing~Brown tabby tom with amber eyes, he has a long feathery tail with a crooked tip.

Willowtail~Pale grey she-cat with a cream-colored belly and paws, she also has a white tail-tip and light blue eyes.

Spirits

Chillfrost~Skinny white she-cat with a silver tinge on her face, paws, and tail. Has blue eyes.

Wildface~Black and white tom with blue eyes.

Rabbitspring~Fluffy white she-cat with white eyes.

Nightpelt~Gray tom with black stripes. He has ice-blue eyes.

Quailfeather~Brown she-cat with black spots. Has yellow eyes.

Dragonclaw~White tom with black ears, paws, and tail-tip. Has blue eyes.

Ghostail~White tom with blue eyes.

Gingerclaw~Orange tom with yellow splotches, has light green eyes.

Duskclaw~Dark gray tom with amber eyes.

Petalfrost~White she-cat with ginger patches. Has light blue eyes.

Nightshade~Smokey gray almost black tom, with orange eyes.

Rainfall~Dark gray tabby tom with black paws, has pale-blue eyes.

Enemies

Serpent~A large snake with varying shades of gray with a white underbelly, it has light purple eyes.

Spider

Ripfang~Ragged dark brown tom with yellow eyes. He has several scars on his face.

Robinsong~Calico she-cat with green eyes, has only half of her tail remaining.

Treepelt~Dark brown tom with yellow eyes.

Redclove~Ginger she-cat with darker ginger stripes. Has ice-blue eyes

Isole~Dark gray tabby tom with white paws. Has a scarred face and paws, his left eye is orange, while the right is green. He has one scar on each of his shoulders, and a scar that looks like a x between his eyes.

Part 2

Guests

Tangletalon~Dark brown tabby she-cat with golden stripes. Has hazel eyes.

Amberfluff~Bright ginger she-cat with a unusually puffy tail. Has blue eyes.

Ashfur III~Speckled gray tom with blue eyes.

Quietsong~Light gray tabby with white stripes. He has green eyes with a faint blue circle near the pupil.

Visitors

Sagetail~Small gray tom with yellow eyes, he has a white tuft of fur on his chest.

Dustwing~Brown tabby tom with amber eyes, he has a long feathery tail with a crooked tip.

Willowtail~Pale grey she-cat with a cream-colored belly and paws, she also has a white tail-tip and light blue eyes.

Spirits

Chillfrost~Skinny white she-cat with a silver tinge on her face, paws, and tail. Has blue eyes.

Wildface~Black and white tom with blue eyes.

Rabbitspring~Fluffy white she-cat with white eyes.

Nightpelt~Gray tom with black stripes. He has ice-blue eyes.

Quailfeather~Brown she-cat with black spots. Has yellow eyes.

Dragonclaw~White tom with black ears, paws, and tail-tip. Has blue eyes.

Ghostail~White tom with blue eyes.

Gingerclaw~Orange tom with yellow splotches, has light green eyes.

Duskclaw~Dark gray tom with amber eyes.

Petalfrost~White she-cat with ginger patches. Has light blue eyes.

Nightshade~Smokey gray almost black tom, with orange eyes.

Rainfall~Dark gray tabby tom with black paws, has pale-blue eyes.

Enemies

Serpent~A large snake with varying shades of gray with a white underbelly, it has light purple eyes.

Spider

Ripfang~Ragged dark brown tom with yellow eyes. He has several scars on his face.

Robinsong~Calico she-cat with green eyes, has only half of her tail remaining.

Treepelt~Dark brown tom with yellow eyes.

Redclove~Ginger she-cat with darker ginger stripes. Has ice-blue eyes

Isole~Dark gray tabby tom with white paws. Has a scarred face and paws, his left eye is orange, while the right is green. He has one scar on each of his shoulders, and a scar that looks like a x between his eyes.

Part 3

Guests

Tangletalon~Dark brown tabby she-cat with golden stripes. Has hazel eyes.

Amberfluff~Bright ginger she-cat with a unusually puffy tail. Has blue eyes.

Ashfur III~Speckled gray tom with blue eyes.

Quietsong~Light gray tabby with white stripes. He has green eyes with a faint blue circle near the pupil.

Visitors

Sagetail~Small gray tom with yellow eyes, he has a white tuft of fur on his chest.

Dustwing~Brown tabby tom with amber eyes, he has a long feathery tail with a crooked tip.

Willowtail~Pale grey she-cat with a cream-colored belly and paws, she also has a white tail-tip and light blue eyes.

Sparrowfoot~Light brown tabby she-cat with brown splotches and green eyes, one of which is blind. A chunk of her left ear is also missing.

Spirits

Chillfrost~Skinny white she-cat with a silver tinge on her face, paws, and tail. Has blue eyes.

Wildface~Black and white tom with blue eyes.

Rabbitspring~Fluffy white she-cat with white eyes.

Nightpelt~Gray tom with black stripes. He has ice-blue eyes.

Quailfeather~Brown she-cat with black spots. Has yellow eyes.

Dragonclaw~White tom with black ears, paws, and tail-tip. Has blue eyes.

Ghostail~White tom with blue eyes.

Gingerclaw~Orange tom with yellow splotches, has light green eyes.

Duskclaw~Dark gray tom with amber eyes.

Petalfrost~White she-cat with ginger patches. Has light blue eyes.

Nightshade~Smokey gray almost black tom, with orange eyes.

Rainfall~Dark gray tabby tom with black paws, has pale-blue eyes.

Enemies

Serpent~A large snake with varying shades of gray with a white underbelly, it has light purple eyes.

Spider

Ripfang~Ragged dark brown tom with yellow eyes. He has several scars on his face.

Robinsong~Calico she-cat with green eyes, has only half of her tail remaining.

Treepelt~Dark brown tom with yellow eyes.

Redclove~Ginger she-cat with darker ginger stripes. Has ice-blue eyes

Isole~Dark gray tabby tom with white paws. Has a scarred face and paws, his left eye is orange, while the right is green. He has one scar on each of his shoulders, and a scar that looks like a x between his eyes.

Guests

Tangletalon~Dark brown tabby she-cat with golden stripes. Has hazel eyes.

Amberfluff~Bright ginger she-cat with a unusually puffy tail. Has blue eyes.

Ashfur III~Speckled gray tom with blue eyes.

Quietsong~Light gray tabby with white stripes. He has green eyes with a faint blue circle near the pupil.

Visitors

Sagetail~Small gray tom with yellow eyes, he has a white tuft of fur on his chest.

Dustwing~Brown tabby tom with amber eyes, he has a long feathery tail with a crooked tip.

Willowtail~Pale grey she-cat with a cream-colored belly and paws, she also has a white tail-tip and light blue eyes.

Sparrowfoot~Light brown tabby she-cat with brown splotches and green eyes, one of which is blind. A chunk of her left ear is also missing.

Spirits

Chillfrost~Skinny white she-cat with a silver tinge on her face, paws, and tail. Has blue eyes.

Wildface~Black and white tom with blue eyes.

Rabbitspring~Fluffy white she-cat with white eyes.

Nightpelt~Gray tom with black stripes. He has ice-blue eyes.

Quailfeather~Brown she-cat with black spots. Has yellow eyes.

Dragonclaw~White tom with black ears, paws, and tail-tip. Has blue eyes.

Ghostail~White tom with blue eyes.

Gingerclaw~Orange tom with yellow splotches, has light green eyes.

Duskclaw~Dark gray tom with amber eyes.

Petalfrost~White she-cat with ginger patches. Has light blue eyes.

Nightshade~Smokey gray almost black tom, with orange eyes.

Rainfall~Dark gray tabby tom with black paws, has pale-blue eyes.

Enemies

Serpent~A large snake with varying shades of gray with a white underbelly, it has light purple eyes.

Spider

Ripfang~Ragged dark brown tom with yellow eyes. He has several scars on his face.

Robinsong~Calico she-cat with green eyes, has only half of her tail remaining.

Treepelt~Dark brown tom with yellow eyes.

Redclove~Ginger she-cat with darker ginger stripes. Has ice-blue eyes

Isole~Dark gray tabby tom with white paws. Has a scarred face and paws, his left eye is orange, while the right is green. He has one scar on each of his shoulders, and a scar that looks like a x between his eyes.

Part 1

Guests

Tangletalon~Dark brown tabby she-cat with golden stripes. Has hazel eyes.

Amberfluff~Bright ginger she-cat with a unusually puffy tail. Has blue eyes.

Ashfur III~Speckled gray tom with blue eyes.

Quietsong~Light gray tabby with white stripes. He has green eyes with a faint blue circle near the pupil.

Visitors

Sagetail~Small gray tom with yellow eyes, he has a white tuft of fur on his chest.

Dustwing~Brown tabby tom with amber eyes, he has a long feathery tail with a crooked tip.

Willowtail~Pale grey she-cat with a cream-colored belly and paws, she also has a white tail-tip and light blue eyes.

Sparrowfoot~Light brown tabby she-cat with brown splotches and green eyes, one of which is blind. A chunk of her left ear is also missing.

Spirits

Chillfrost~Skinny white she-cat with a silver tinge on her face, paws, and tail. Has blue eyes.

Wildface~Black and white tom with blue eyes.

Rabbitspring~Fluffy white she-cat with white eyes.

Nightpelt~Gray tom with black stripes. He has ice-blue eyes.

Quailfeather~Brown she-cat with black spots. Has yellow eyes.

Dragonclaw~White tom with black ears, paws, and tail-tip. Has blue eyes.

Ghostail~White tom with blue eyes.

Gingerclaw~Orange tom with yellow splotches, has light green eyes.

Duskclaw~Dark gray tom with amber eyes.

Petalfrost~White she-cat with ginger patches. Has light blue eyes.

Nightshade~Smokey gray almost black tom, with orange eyes.

Rainfall~Dark gray tabby tom with black paws, has pale-blue eyes.

Enemies

Serpent~A large snake with varying shades of gray with a white underbelly, it has light purple eyes.

Spider

Ripfang~Ragged dark brown tom with yellow eyes. He has several scars on his face.

Robinsong~Calico she-cat with green eyes, has only half of her tail remaining.

Treepelt~Dark brown tom with yellow eyes.

Redclove~Ginger she-cat with darker ginger stripes. Has ice-blue eyes

Isole~Dark gray tabby tom with white paws. Has a scarred face and paws, his left eye is orange, while the right is green. He has one scar on each of his shoulders, and a scar that looks like a x between his eyes.

Part 2

Guests

Tangletalon~Dark brown tabby she-cat with golden stripes. Has hazel eyes.

Amberfluff~Bright ginger she-cat with a unusually puffy tail. Has blue eyes.

Ashfur III~Speckled gray tom with blue eyes.

Quietsong~Light gray tabby with white stripes. He has green eyes with a faint blue circle near the pupil.

Visitors

Sagetail~Small gray tom with yellow eyes, he has a white tuft of fur on his chest.

Dustwing~Brown tabby tom with amber eyes, he has a long feathery tail with a crooked tip.

Willowtail~Pale grey she-cat with a cream-colored belly and paws, she also has a white tail-tip and light blue eyes.

Sparrowfoot~Light brown tabby she-cat with brown splotches and green eyes, one of which is blind. A chunk of her left ear is also missing.

Spirits

Chillfrost~Skinny white she-cat with a silver tinge on her face, paws, and tail. Has blue eyes.

Wildface~Black and white tom with blue eyes.

Rabbitspring~Fluffy white she-cat with white eyes.

Nightpelt~Gray tom with black stripes. He has ice-blue eyes.

Quailfeather~Brown she-cat with black spots. Has yellow eyes.

Dragonclaw~White tom with black ears, paws, and tail-tip. Has blue eyes.

Ghostail~White tom with blue eyes.

Gingerclaw~Orange tom with yellow splotches, has light green eyes.

Duskclaw~Dark gray tom with amber eyes.

Petalfrost~White she-cat with ginger patches. Has light blue eyes.

Nightshade~Smokey gray almost black tom, with orange eyes.

Rainfall~Dark gray tabby tom with black paws, has pale-blue eyes.

Enemies

Serpent~A large snake with varying shades of gray with a white underbelly, it has light purple eyes.

Spider

Ripfang~Ragged dark brown tom with yellow eyes. He has several scars on his face.

Robinsong~Calico she-cat with green eyes, has only half of her tail remaining.

Treepelt~Dark brown tom with yellow eyes.

Redclove~Ginger she-cat with darker ginger stripes. Has ice-blue eyes

Isole~Dark gray tabby tom with white paws. Has a scarred face and paws, his left eye is orange, while the right is green. He has one scar on each of his shoulders, and a scar that looks like a x between his eyes.

Guests

Tangletalon~Dark brown tabby she-cat with golden stripes. Has hazel eyes.

Amberfluff~Bright ginger she-cat with a unusually puffy tail. Has blue eyes.

Ashfur III~Speckled gray tom with blue eyes.

Quietsong~Light gray tabby with white stripes. He has green eyes with a faint blue circle near the pupil.

Visitors

Sagetail~Small gray tom with yellow eyes, he has a white tuft of fur on his chest.

Dustwing~Brown tabby tom with amber eyes, he has a long feathery tail with a crooked tip.

Willowtail~Pale grey she-cat with a cream-colored belly and paws, she also has a white tail-tip and light blue eyes.

Sparrowfoot~Light brown tabby she-cat with brown splotches and green eyes, one of which is blind. A chunk of her left ear is also missing.

Spirits

Chillfrost~Skinny white she-cat with a silver tinge on her face, paws, and tail. Has blue eyes.

Wildface~Black and white tom with blue eyes.

Rabbitspring~Fluffy white she-cat with white eyes.

Nightpelt~Gray tom with black stripes. He has ice-blue eyes.

Quailfeather~Brown she-cat with black spots. Has yellow eyes.

Dragonclaw~White tom with black ears, paws, and tail-tip. Has blue eyes.

Ghostail~White tom with blue eyes.

Gingerclaw~Orange tom with yellow splotches, has light green eyes.

Duskclaw~Dark gray tom with amber eyes.

Petalfrost~White she-cat with ginger patches. Has light blue eyes.

Nightshade~Smokey gray almost black tom, with orange eyes.

Rainfall~Dark gray tabby tom with black paws, has pale-blue eyes.

Enemies

Serpent~A large snake with varying shades of gray with a white underbelly, it has light purple eyes.

Spider

Ripfang~Ragged dark brown tom with yellow eyes. He has several scars on his face.

Robinsong~Calico she-cat with green eyes, has only half of her tail remaining.

Treepelt~Dark brown tom with yellow eyes.

Redclove~Ginger she-cat with darker ginger stripes. Has ice-blue eyes

Isole~Dark gray tabby tom with white paws. Has a scarred face and paws, his left eye is orange, while the right is green. He has one scar on each of his shoulders, and a scar that looks like a x between his eyes.

Part 3

Guests

Tangletalon~Dark brown tabby she-cat with golden stripes. Has hazel eyes.

Amberfluff~Bright ginger she-cat with a unusually puffy tail. Has blue eyes.

Ashfur III~Speckled gray tom with blue eyes.

Quietsong~Light gray tabby with white stripes. He has green eyes with a faint blue circle near the pupil.

Visitors

Sagetail~Small gray tom with yellow eyes, he has a white tuft of fur on his chest.

Dustwing~Brown tabby tom with amber eyes, he has a long feathery tail with a crooked tip.

Willowtail~Pale grey she-cat with a cream-colored belly and paws, she also has a white tail-tip and light blue eyes.

Sparrowfoot~Light brown tabby she-cat with brown splotches and green eyes, one of which is blind. A chunk of her left ear is also missing.

Spirits

Chillfrost~Skinny white she-cat with a silver tinge on her face, paws, and tail. Has blue eyes.

Wildface~Black and white tom with blue eyes.

Rabbitspring~Fluffy white she-cat with white eyes.

Nightpelt~Gray tom with black stripes. He has ice-blue eyes.

Quailfeather~Brown she-cat with black spots. Has yellow eyes.

Dragonclaw~White tom with black ears, paws, and tail-tip. Has blue eyes.

Ghostail~White tom with blue eyes.

Gingerclaw~Orange tom with yellow splotches, has light green eyes.

Duskclaw~Dark gray tom with amber eyes.

Petalfrost~White she-cat with ginger patches. Has light blue eyes.

Nightshade~Smokey gray almost black tom, with orange eyes.

Rainfall~Dark gray tabby tom with black paws, has pale-blue eyes.

Enemies

Serpent~A large snake with varying shades of gray with a white underbelly, it has light purple eyes.

Spider

Ripfang~Ragged dark brown tom with yellow eyes. He has several scars on his face.

Robinsong~Calico she-cat with green eyes, has only half of her tail remaining.

Treepelt~Dark brown tom with yellow eyes.

Redclove~Ginger she-cat with darker ginger stripes. Has ice-blue eyes

Isole~Dark gray tabby tom with white paws. Has a scarred face and paws, his left eye is orange, while the right is green. He has one scar on each of his shoulders, and a scar that looks like a x between his eyes.

Episode 14

*The camera zooms in on Ashfur III and Quietsong as they sit at the dining room table, comparing the two maps. Ashfur III appears to be drawing a third map, but the progress is much slower compared to the first one he and Amberfluff had made. Quietsong is pointing out any other details the speckled tom has missed between Nightshade and Owlclaw/Berryheart’s more detailed map.*

Quietsong~Why are we making a third map again?

Ashfur III~So we can have some sort of comparison between the two maps, it’ll be easier to see…

*The speckled cat is clearly exhausted, even his voice lacks the usual biting tone it would normally have. His lines also appear less detailed than beforehand, more sloppy to the point you can hardly tell what he’s doing…*

Quietsong~Okay… Uh, let’s switch for now Ashfur III… You’ve been trying to re-create the map for a while now.

*Ashfur III angrily glares at the gray tabby tom but says nothing as he slides the map over to Quietsong. Instead of helping, he simply rests his head on the table. His half-lidded blue eyes are the only indication he’s even still awake. On closer inspection, his fur even appears disheveled and unkempt as if he hasn’t groomed since after sharing information with the Spirits earlier… He watches Quietsong work through tired eyes.*

Ashfur III~… I really didn’t want to be back here…

Quietsong~None of us did…

Ashfur III~I wish Rabbitspring hadn’t died, I never really said thank you…

Quietsong~Huh?

Ashfur III~You were with Amberfluff and Ghostail, at the time… When Redclove took the rest of us, she stuck me in a wall… I remember trying to get help and bashing on the walls till it starting hurting to breathe… Then it gave way and I was amazed I wasn’t dead, apparently Rabbitspring led the others to me… With that possessor cat’s help… Pebblefur?

Quietsong~Well, it’s not like you can’t say thank you, she is a Spirit…

Ashfur III~It’s weird saying thank you to a dead cat for saving your life…

*Quietsong looks noticeably troubled but stops talking, returning to his work, and perhaps thinking of Rabbitspring? If Ashfur III notices his sudden behavior, he does not comment on it, nor does he speak more, the speckled tom seems to have finally allowed himself to fall asleep at the table.*

*Meanwhile in Tangletalon’s room, the dark brown tabby glares angrily at the fluffy-tailed invader, Amberfluff looks unamused, her own blue eyes are narrowed, and her fur is fluffed up to make her appear larger, even if her tail does ruin the effect…*

Amberfluff~How can you not be upset by this and act like everything’s fine?

Tangletalon~I’m tired. :mad:

Amberfluff~You’re acting the exact same way you were when we were first here! It is not helpful and you’re just trying to sleep away everything!

Tangletalon~I’m not helpful? Who do you think helped Quietsong get that map?

Amberfluff~And from what he said, you did not help for a while… :mad:

Amberfluff~Accept that you’re not help-

Tangletalon~I am helpful! And maybe I haven’t changed to you, but I’ve certainly felt changed! No one stays the same after witnessing all the death we witnessed! :mad:

*Tangletalon snarls before she speaks, her dark fur bristles as she arches her back, the only sign she may not even pounce is her sheathed claws.*

Tangletalon~Do you really want to know what I think? I think we have no chance of making it out alive again, we’re as good as dead! That’s what I think! I stay in here and I keep my mouth shut because the last thing everyone needs is someone dragging everyone down with our reality. And reality says: we’re not escaping, no matter what we do. I’ll help and distract you rabbit-brains, all I have too, to give you fools a shred of peace and optimism, but do NOT criticize me for it!

*Amberfluff’s eyes widen as Tangletalon finishs speaking. The ginger she-cat had no idea that this was what Tangletalon really felt, then again no one probably knew what the golden striped tabby was really thinking…*

Tangletalon~Can you just leave my room? If you’re so worried about Redclove catching us, she’s not going to take one cat alone…

*The tabby’s fur still bristled as she spoke, but her eyes were no longer narrowed, even Amberfluff had forgotten her anger. Surprisingly, the ginger she-cat merely looked at Tangletalon sympathetically for several moments, the fluffy-tailed cat opened her mouth to speak but then closed it. She then left Tangletalon’s room, but waited outside the door instead.*

Amberfluff~The least I can do is keep watch, but surely, she’s wrong… We escaped before, we can do so again… Still I never expected her, out of everyone, to be so quick to give up… Perhaps she had taken more trauma than I realized…

*Elsewhere in The Lighthouse a trio of cats pad through a cave system with occasional lights flickering from the ceiling. It is certainly an improvement from the encroaching darkness from earlier yet the three remain on edge, Sagetail glances around with every few mouse-lengths gained with his sharp eyes. The small cat grits his teeth but forces his paws to move forward as their tension filled silence breaks.*

Dustwing~You mentioned a cave system below The Lighthouse, last time… I take it these aren’t the ones, you were talking about…

Willowtail~Does it matter? There’s light, we can finally see a paw in front of us!

Sagetail~*Sighs.* No, even if these were the same caves… I’d still be on edge, someone died in a very gruesome way last time…

Willowtail~*Shudders.* I believe I remember reading that in the reports.

Dustwing~Ah… That must have been horrifying for you…

*The brown tabby tom shakes his head, his amber eyes have a sympathetic warm to them as he glances at the small cat at the front of their group. The small cat doesn’t look back, his yellow eyes remain focused on leading, to worry about events that were out of his control…*

Sagetail~Itll be better this time, no one will die with us around… If-When we get there…

Willowtail~Sagetail, has the Reactor worked at all since last time?

Sagetail~I’m afraid not, Willowtail… There hasn’t been any shifts for a while…

Sagetail~I don’t know if that means if we’re going in the right direction or the wrong direction though…

Dustwing~StarClan, there it goes again…

*The tabby sounds almost in pain as his eye begins to twitch madly again, the tom almost stops walking but forces himself to keep moving forward… Sagetail turns around, his eyes wide in alarm as the tabby sinks his claws into the cave’s hard ground, scratching claw-marks.*

Sagetail~Should we stop? We can rest if you want!

Dustwing~We need to keep moving. Stop worrying about me.

*The larger tom lashes his feathery tail as he growls out his response, the crooked tip however points in the opposite direction of the movement, making the medicine cat’s annoyance appear more comical than serious. His non-twitching eye reflects his anger well-enough even while its counterpart jerks about and ruins most of the effect… *

Sagetail~Your-

*Willowtail nods her head in agreement before speaking, although it is unclear whether or not the pale gray she-cat is actually concerned or not for the medicine cat.*

Willowtail~He’s fine, Sagetail. We need to keep moving anyway, they’re not going to save themselves, you know.

Dustwing~See, you’re outvoted. *Snorts.*

Sagetail~*Sighs.* Fine…

*The small cat resumes leading, although he is clearly not satisfied with the conclusion of that conversation.*

Willowtail~If I didn’t know you more than I did, I would say this mission is causing your eye to twitch.

Dustwing~Ha! Sadly I’ve had to contend with this miserable twitching, my whole life.

*Despite his words, the tabby sounds more jovial in spite of their circumstances, and his particular circumstance, given his eye is still twitching like a rabid fox.*

Sagetail~Has it been twitching any worse than usual?

Dustwing~Not really… I know this place is crazy but it’s not going to make my eye act any worse.

Sagetail~Okay…

*The cats continue moving through the occasionally lit caves, Sagetail is just about to stop and propose to rest, when the Reactor shakes against the gray tom’s chest.*

Sagetail~Finally, some progress!

Dustwing~I will say that when my eye stops its incessant twitching…

Willowtail~Let’s see where this Shift leads us… Hopefully closer to those in need…

*The camera zooms in on the four Guests surrounding the dining room table, the map highlighting the differences between Owlclaw/Berryheart’s and Nightshade’s own, seems to be coming together well… Although both toms look reasonably exhausted, the two gray cats look as though they managed to get some sleep, while working… Amberfluff occasionally glances at a slowly wakening Tangletalon, who’s busy eating…*

Amberfluff~The map looks like it’s going well…

Quietsong~I’m not as good as mapping out things like Ashfur III, or anyone that made the previous maps though…

Amberfluff~It’s still decent!

Tangletalon~What’s the middle part though?

Ashfur III~If you mean by the thing in the center, well half-center from our map, I have no clue…

*Ashfur III sounds evidentally more exhausted than Quietsong, given he didn’t even muster up any energy to make that comment, sarcastic or rude, at the very least.*

Amberfluff~It’s not on Nightshade’s map…

Quietsong~We’ll worry about where things are, when it gets done! …. It might take another full night though…

Tangletalon~Do not trust me to help, I’ll mess it up.

Ashfur III~No one asked you to help mouse-brain.

Tangletalon~

Amberfluff~I was also thinking last night, what are we going to do about Isole’s body?

Tangletalon(Sarcastically)~Great job, ruining the mood, Amberfluff…

Ashfur III~I thought we had decided we were going to leave it where it was…

Quietsong~I don’t think we ever came to a decision… We could throw it out a window, maybe?

Tangletalon~I’m not picking that thing up…

*Amberfluff walks towards the kitchen entrance and pokes her head out to make sure the body remains where it is. The burned cadaver hasn’t been moved or even touched since Quietsong knocked it from the stairwell… Even from a distance it is very likely some of the bones in the deceased tabby’s hindlegs are out of place, although whether it occurred before or after the tom’s death is uncertain…*

Ashfur III~It’s not going to get up and walk away, Amberfluff…

Amberfluff~Some of the bones are broken anyway, I think…

Quietsong~So in the very off-chance it can get up and walk, it can’t since some of the bones are broken?

Amberfluff~We should still move it out of sight though…

Tangletalon~When has “Out of sight, out of mind,” ever done us any good here?

Ashfur III~It certainly works for me when you’re not around…

Tangletalon~*Growls angrily and mutters something unintelligible, as she gets up and walks out of the kitchen, the dark tabby doesn’t speak to Amberfluff as she passes her…*

Quietsong~Tangletalon seems off today…

Ashfur III~I haven’t-

*Before the speckled cat can finish speaking, a deep red fog suddenly engulfs the cameras, there are various sounds of objects being knocked over, including unintelligible shrieks from the Guests as the red fog submerges the kitchen and living room of The Lighthouse…
When the fog finally dissipates, Quietsong, Amberfluff, and Ashfur III open their eyes to a grinning ginger tabby, her ice-blue eyes shine in a maniacal manner.
The three Guests are currently bound with rope to their chairs, stuck into the wall or in the chair themselves, are carefully placed daggers all around the three Guests. Their eyes are a mix of fear and anger as Redclove’s grin widens in contrast.*

Guests~Redclove! :mad:

Redclove~You don’t know how pleased I am, seeing you four again! I also shouldn’t have to explain that if you try to interfere, there will be consequences for trying to get in my way…

*Redclove stalks away from the group to a slowly wakening Tangletalon, just a few tail-lengths away. Beside the golden-striped cat is a rapier. The handle looks slightly darkened and smudged but it’s still the same blade.*

Tangletalon~I was wondering when you were going to show up…

*The dark tabby sneers but her words and actions are sluggish as she finds her way to her paws, and slowly picks up the rapier as she does so…*

Redclove~You have no idea how long I’ve had to wait, and this you time you fools aren’t escaping…

*The ginger tabby immediately lunges just as her opponent lifts her own weapon to block the attack. Steel clangs against steel as the blades meet, and for several moments it looks as though the much older, unused, rapier will snap in two, luckily it does not. Sparks merely fly freely as Tangletalon pulls away, allowing Redclove to hit the air from where the rapier was instead. Redclove’s eyes narrow in concentration but instead of furious, she seems to be almost enjoying this challenge.*

Amberfluff~We have to do something! She can’t fight Redclove alone!

Quietsong~We’re not exactly in a position to do anything…

Ashfur III~Without Isole here, there’s no reason for Redclove to not kill her this time… And we can’t do anything about it… If we try and get out, we might die ourselves…

*The fight itself doesn’t seem to be going anywhere in terms of actual attacks. What Tangletalon can’t parry, she instead tries to dodge or side-step out of the way… The dark brown tabby seems more intent on keeping her distance from Redclove instead of actually attacking, given how the ginger tabby has been able to trip her up in previous fights, this is probably a wise decision.*

Amberfluff~Thank StarClan, she has some fight in her… From what she said earlier, I was worried she would just let Redclove kill her… Or would she let that be the option if we couldn’t see her? Is this some sort of act she’s putting on?

Tangletalon~Can’t attack what that heavy blade of yours can’t reach, Redclove!

*Tangletalon’s tone sounds livelier than her appearance suggests, both she-cat’s have bristled fur and Tangletalon’s care-free tone doesn’t even reach her fearful hazel eyes. She is having to stay on edge to avoid Redclove’s wild swings. She even yelps when said blade comes dangerously close to cutting her in two.*


*Redclove throws something into the air, which immediately releases waves of red smoke, clouding everyone’s vision. The murderous she-cat apparently finds her target in the smoke, judging by the harsh sound of steel meeting steel once again, then a loud yelp of surprise soon follows alongside it the clattering noise of something falling and meeting the wooden floor rings loudly in everyone’s ears… Then not even moments after that, a loud, demented shriek pierces the air and then is cut off by the sound of choking. The metallic smell of blood attacks the sense of smell till that and the lingering smoky air are the only two scents they can fully distinguish. The three Guests look horrified, no one speaks as they wait for the smoke to clear… Redclove is likely relishing the moment and waiting for the smoke to clear so she can saunter over to the remaining three to taunt them of their remaining time alive and show them her blood-stained blade… It is Amberfluff that is first to break the silence, merely murmuring something unintelligibly…*

Amberfluff~StarClan, don’t let me be right…

Quietsong~Tangletalon…

Ashfur III~Come on out, Redclove! Stop mocking us already, we know what you’ve done! :mad:

*After a few agonizingly long moments the smog dissipates and the scene before the bounded Guests forces their eyes to widen at what they can see. A translucent but familiar dark gray pelt blocks a majority of the scene before them, but the tabby can’t block the flowing stream of blood that is beginning to litter the floorboards. The Guests’ expressions mix to those of fury as well as horror and fear, upon recognizing who this tabby pelt belongs too.*

???~I’m sorry for the… rather bloody meeting, that wasn’t how I wanted things to go…

*Before anyone can question the tabby, the tom pulls his fore-paw away from something both squishy and wet, and then a body falls to the ground, a tabby with a gaping hole in her throat. Her eyes are a mix of horror and shock from the unforeseen blow that had been inflicted upon her, blood flows from what looks to be a rather large gaping wound in her throat. The she-cat’s ice-blue eyes are beginning to glaze over when the gray tabby floats out of the way, giving the Guests a better view of the scene. The fallen blades lie on the floor, neither blood-stained, a safe, dark brown tabby breathes shaky breaths as she is still trying to comprehend what had just occurred. Tangletalon then glances up and notices the bound Guests, her eyes reflecting a similar shock to their own… She then dashes over to them after a few moments of glancing down at the corpse of Redclove, the usually talkative she-cat is silent as she pulls the knives from the chairs. The other Guests are equally confused by Tangletalon’s reaction, given she is probably in shock but the dark tabby is the deceased Spirit of a body that recently appeared earlier…*

Ashfur III~Tangletalon, you mouse-brain, that’s Isole-

*The Spirit then turns around, while the tom’s fur color and build are remarkably similar to Isole, his body and face is devoid of scars and his eyes are a pale blue. Ignoring that one of his paws is currently slathered in Redclove’s blood, they are black instead of white, like a more murderous gray tabby.*

???~My apologies! I was worried about Tangletalon, I didn’t even think that the rest of you would jump to conclusions, I was also a bit excited, if I’m being honest, so that probably blinded my judgement.

???~My name is Rainfall.

Episode 15

*Pale green eyes stare at shaking paws that move as if they have a mind of their own. The white flecked she-cat leans in the back of her chair, shutting her eyes as if remembering something she’d care not to recall. A pitiful whine escapes from her terrified form, and if were she not in this current state of reminisce she would be checking the other cameras on screen.*

Heronflight~Stop shaking, it’s not your fault, wouldn’t stop, all the kit fluff… So much blood, so small… Something that tiny, so much blood… Wouldn’t stop shaking…

*The cameras within the building automatically adjust themselves and zoom in on the Guests. The automatic function had been generally disliked due to how it would cause everything else to short circuit, seeing as Heronflight was now the last cat in the building. They didn’t exactly need nearly everything on now, at most the machine to bring and send cats to The Lighthouse. She would have to check on that later… Speaking of things, she should have been checking on if the pale gray she-cat had been paying any attention to the screens before her, she would have seen that something was skulking about near the building. She was no longer alone.*

*The cameras finish the process of zooming on the Guests, just as the previously captured cats, stretch their limbs and backs allowing these tense muscles to relax. All of them are still wary of this new Spirit, judging by their shifting eyes and how none of them can seem to fully relax in his presence.*

Quietsong~Just who even are you?

Rainfall~That could have many answers at this point, unfortunately. Most confusing to cats such as yourselves, though…

Amberfluff~Why would it be confusing, you’re a warrior, same as us, right?

Rainfall~Yes, I am, or was, maybe? I was indeed a warrior of a Clan called LeafClan.

Ashfur III~Till Isole came, and destroyed it, right?

Rainfall~Yes and no. LeafClan is currently no more and many cats died because of his actions… But that was destined to occur-

*The spectral tabby’s voice wavers for several moments, his eyes glazed for a few moments before shaking his head. The Guests seem confused by this cat’s behavior, Tangletalon seems to be half paying attention, perhaps still lingering on her brush with death to fully pay attention? Ashfur III seems to be the only one with his emotions clearly on his face, the speckled tom is annoyed with this strange cat. A sigh leaves Rainfall before he continues, his pale blue eyes still alight with emotion.*

Rainfall~There were many different Consequences and faults as to why what happened had happened. Choices had been made, and neither of us were truly… at peace with our beings then. He still isn’t, not fully, but he’s changed… No matter if Larkwing blamed me for what had happened as well as him…

Quietsong~At peace with your being? :uhh:

Rainfall~*Sighs.* That was one of the confusing things I was mentioning… It has to do with the religion of LeafClan and its neighboring Clans…

Amberfluff~You mean, StarClan?

Rainfall~That is your religion, and while mine does have a realm for the deceased, it has no power over the living. The Spirits, though, is a different matter, entirely… I am using that word in a different manner, compared to what you call your fellow deceased Guests…

Ashfur III~You’re not making any sense.

Quietsong~StarClan merely gives prophecies and attempts to guide the Clans on the correct path.

Rainfall~It’s hard to explain what it is like compared to your StarClan, never mind… That conversation is probably best for another time…

*The dark gray tabby shakes his head again, clearly not used to explaining something that should appear simple to those that knew what he was referring too.*

*Tangletalon’s hazel eyes suddenly widen in realization.*

Tangletalon~You’re the cat that explained stuff to the others! Amberfluff mentioned something about you!

Ashfur III~(Sarcastically)Are you just now remembering this?

Tangletalon~ I’m sorry, I nearly died earlier, it’s kind of hard to think when your mind is still whirling from that and this guy has done nothing but talk!

Rainfall~I have been talking a lot, haven’t I? Oh, and I never fully answered the first question that was given… Hmm..

Rainfall~ I suppose it is in my right to call myself a prisoner.

Ashfur III~If you’re a prisoner here, how come we’ve never heard of you before?

Rainfall~You never heard of Pebblefur, till she found momentary existence in someone else’s body, did you not? However, prior to the last Cycle, I had been trapped and without a solid form within-

*The dark gray tabby stops midsentence and floats towards the Kitchen, the Guests follow both confused and annoyed at the sudden pause.*

Rainfall~Forgive me for that, I’m not used to being more than a ball of light… But I figured a visual representation would be better...

*The Spirit hovers over the more detailed map created by Owlclaw/Berryheart, his non bloodstained paw, gestures to the strange and large space on the map, that had been discussed earlier.*

Rainfall~That is the Sanctum, it is here that I died and my incorporeal form has remained trapped in till earlier.

Amberfluff~While it is interesting to see what this location is, why is it important?

Rainfall~Because this room is the key to not just your freedom, but every soul that was lost here…

Tangletalon~(Sarcastically)How is a room going to help us do that?

Rainfall~Not the room itself, of course. But it is by-

???~Why are we here?

???~How did we even get here?

???~Is that Redclove’s body?

???~It appears so.

???~Why are you afraid, shouldn’t you be happy about this?

*A sudden chatter emanates from the living room, disturbing Rainfall’s explanation. The noise is however familiar, so the Guests then quickly leave the kitchen, to check on the commotion. Rainfall lingers in the kitchen, while the others investigate. What they see is both heartwarming and bitterly sweet, considering the state of the others. Their locations are a bit random, most hovering a few mouse-lengths from the ground, Wildface and Dragonclaw are the only cats near the ground itself, investigating Redclove’s body. Her fallen sword alongside Tangletalon’s rapier rest near the deceased tabby, Nightpelt lingers near the other two toms, somewhat horrified by the sight. Duskclaw and Petalfrost float near the lounge door, the amulet on clear display, hanging around Duskclaw’s neck, the jewel in the center appears to be the clearest shade of gray, which is very odd…*

Nightpelt~While Redclove was…. vile and she did ki-kill me, that does not mean I’d want to see her corpse, Dragonclaw.

Dragonclaw~Foxdung got what came to her.

Ghostail~Why are we here? We’re not supposed to be here, not all of us… Not at all anyway, we’re supposed to be somewhere horrifying…


*Wildface glances up from Redclove’s deceased form, smiling slightly as the four Guests enter from the kitchen.*

Wildface~Hello, every-

Rabbitspring~QUIETSONG!

*The fluffy white she-cat bounces forward, using her springs to make it to the light gray tabby faster. Her bright blue eyes shine with delight upon seeing him again, Quietsong also appears pleased and happy to see her, but if one were to notice, there is a look of sadness in his eyes.*

Rabbitspring~I missed you so much!

Quietsong~I missed you too… I wish you were still here, literally by my side…

Chillfrost~Hey, I already have to see those two be all lovey-dovey, I’d rather not see another couple…

Duskclaw~Hush, Chillfrost!

Petalfrost~Agreed, you have no right to interfere with anyone’s more life.

Chillfrost~Kind of hard to have a life, when we’re dead…

Gingerclaw~While I do agree with you Petalfrost… Rabbitspring is the one watching Ghostail…

Ashfur III~While Ghostail is strange, he could take care of himself. He’s not a kit… :uhh:

Dragonclaw~Not so much anymore, unfortunately.

Quailfeather~He has been experiencing…. Visions? It may not be a good way to explain it, but it is what it looks like.

Nightshade~He refers to us not being here, or even in our version of The Lighthouse. Our’s is similar to this one, but it merely appears different.

Nightshade~That does not make any sense, but it’s easier to see than it is to explain.

Nightpelt~It didn’t appear that way till recently though, like the amulet…

Ashfur III~Is everyone else but Chillfrost allowed to watch Ghostail?

Chillfrost~Shut up, Ashfur III.

Ashfur III~I’m going to take that as a yes.

Tangletalon~That doesn’t surprise me…

*The silver tinged she-cat bares her fangs, suddenly irritated with the mockery of the two cats.*

Amberfluff~Chillfrost, there’s no need for this sudden hostility-

Chillfrost~Shut up, you goody two-paw! You don’t know what it’s like being dead here. You’re not leader over the dead, like you do the living. :mad:

Quietsong~Where is this coming from?

Rabbitspring~Ashfur III and Tangletalon haven’t been particularly nice to us Spirits… And being like this hasn’t done Chillfrost any favors…

Rabbitspring~It’s all been particularly hard, being like this, but I think it would bearable if you had been here with me, Quietsong…

Nightshade~Chillfrost-

Chillfrost~You shut up too, you’re the one that got us all into this mess! :mad:

Wildface~Your anger is not going to help anyone, let alone our current situation.

Chillfrost~Our’s or their’s?

Petalfrost~There is no “us,” vs. “them,” debate, Chillfrost. While some of them have been rather rude, they’re under a lot of stress right now…

Duskclaw~For starters, they’re back here, and alive.

Nightpelt~Y-Yeah…

Wildface~You’re acting like a kit, and we have better things to do than listen to someone’s tantrum and-

???~That is a very odd question to ask, considering your situation and theirs, have the same solution.

*Rainfall floats into the living room, he was apparently finding a way to wipe the blood from his spectral paw, as his black paws are now clear to see, with few traces of Redclove’s blood remains on the forepaw. The fur of the Spirits rise for a few moments in confusion at the sudden appearance of a dark gray tabby, yet the eyes, paws, and noticeable lack of scars causes the Spirits to glance at each with uncertainty.*

Rainfall~My apologizes, perhaps I should’ve mentioned my name, given we have met previously, it sort of slipped my mind. Rainfall, is my name, you knew me as a ball of light, last we spoke.

Dragonclaw~Is there any particular reason, this guy looks like Isole?

Nightshade~What do you mean by same solution?

*The smoky gray tom’s orange eyes suddenly brighten with intrigue. The other Guests appear either apprenhensive or shares in the tom’s interrest.*

Wildface~Before we get into more discussion, I have a few questions concerning Redclove…

Duskclaw~Does that have to be now, Wildface?

Wildface(Sarcastically)~Yes, seeing as no one else will stop talking, half the time.

Quietsong~We are all truly a mess, a loud disjointed mess…

*Tangletalon’s voice is shaky as she speaks, while trying to put up a front and make fun of Chillfrost, the she-cat appears to still be troubled than she appears.*

Tangletalon~She tried to kill me, for one…

Amberfluff~Rainfall saved her, and killed Redclove…

Rainfall~*Nods.* Frankly it is also nice to have you here, so I don’t have to explain this this three times…

Rainfall~The solution is the same for all parties, by removing my body from the Sanctum is merely the first step. The true goal is to remove my body from the premises.

Ashfur III~Why, your body of all things?

Duskclaw~More importantly, how do you know this?

Rainfall~This place was decrepit prior to my arrival and later death. Instead of my ghost going elsewhere, it remains. Something happened, by true circumstance or not, my death did something to this place.

Gingerclaw~And by removing it, you think it will return to how it was?

Rainfall~Exactly, and allow everyone here to have peace.

Tangletalon~How are we going to carry a cat skeleton out of the Sanctum then?

Rainfall~You won’t. I did say body, after all.

Quietsong~You’ve been dead for a long time; how could it not be a skeleton by now?

Quailfeather~More importantly, how do you know it’s not a skeleton?

Rainfall~It’s possible it could be the Sanctum itself at work, preserving my body for some reason, as to how I know… The Sanctum is generally dark with the only light being that of my previous form. I could make out that way lay on the ground was my body, instead of my skeleton.

Quietsong~So find your body and get out of here, is our mission…

Tangletalon~How do we even find the Sanctum?

Rainfall~….I have no idea… But, all is not lost, though. You have the keys to get in.

Ashfur III~Those things have a purpose?

Rainfall~Yes, the keys open the door to the Sanctum.

Gingerclaw~The only keys present are the ones the others have, how are they to get in? I imagine they would need all twelve, right?

Rainfall~That is an issue…

Rainfall~Surely, it will be fine. Also do not worry so much about escaping, I imagine once my body is freed from the Sanctum, finding a way to escape, shouldn’t be a problem… Hopefully…

Ashfur III~How do we know you’re right and not just leading us astray?

Rainfall~I saved Tangletalon and gave my previous knowledge to the Spirits, and I shall continue to be of use and help out if I can.

Rabbitspring~This all sounds very dangerous for them though, but we’re free too, if this works. So, what can us Spirits do to help ou-

*Rabbitspring lets out a shriek of pain, her form nearly disappears. Quietsong’s eyes widen in horror as the she-cat appears to be struggling to breathe. The other Spirits let out similar cries of pain, Ghostail releasing a horrified yowl before Dragonclaw rushes over to calm the white tom. The Spirits are both struggling to breathe and maintain their forms in the area, all but Rainfall. The dark gray tabby’s fur stands on end, his pale blue eyes widening in both panic and rage, as a familiar and chilling laugh resonates within the room.*

Quietsong~Rabbitspring!

Amberfluff~What in StarClan’s name is going on?

Rainfall~Show yourself, or would you rather I rip out one of your eyes instead of leaving scars, this time? The Spirits have nothing to do with this anymore, stop hurting them…

*Rainfall unsheathes his claws before he finishes speaking, his eyes narrow as he glances wildly around the room.*
???~For someone who is yearning for my change of heart, you’re certainly eager to fight me once again. It’s rather entertaining to say the least…

*The amused and taunting voice sends chills down the spines of the four Guests, the Spirits also share terrified looks as they struggle to breathe in their painful current surroundings.*

???~I will congratulate you, on your impeccable timing, Rainfall.

*A loud popping noise resonates the sound is followed by several more cracking noises, all loud, horrendous, and very unnatural sounding. The resounding cracks continue for several more minutes before the haunting voices continues speaking to the dark gray tabby.*

???~It seems you will be able to see my next move in person, how fortunate for you…

*The sneer comes out clear and obvious, yet for some reason it becomes almost as if it’s owner is in pain. The discomfort itself is evident, and must be horrendous if even someone like him, cannot hide it.*

*It is Rainfall’s eyes that settle on the hidden Spirit’s location, the multi-colored eyes is what draws the attention of everyone else in the room. The mere sight of what is before them is so unnatural, they cannot bear to move a single muscle nor allow a single sound to escape their gaping mouths. All pairs of eyes are beyond terrified of the sight before them, a sight they had hoped to not see during their stay here. The only sounds in the room are the incessant popping and the painful coughs and gasps leaving the Spirits.*

Rainfall~What exactly is this move supposed to achieve, Isole?

*The question itself is not of confusion nor fear, yet it is speculation and anger that fuels the apparently kind cat, Rainfall seems almost uncertain about this sudden turn of events. Yet Isole ignores the question, merely choosing to laugh once again at the other dark gray tabby.*
*The eyes then flare with life, the left orange, the other green, both burn with the same monstrous intensity. The source of the crackling, ceaseless, noise becomes evident as the bones within the legs, jut out and reset themselves at odd angles before continuing their work. All as a once cadaver’s limbs shift and move about with each consecutive, sickening sound. Then he speaks again, and the fur rises at the mere sight, for the mouth is still slack and open as a voice rises from its depths. The only indication of life beyond the unnatural movements are the blazing life within the eyes.
The bones in the hind legs move about a few more times, careful to not jut out of the flesh, but the movement itself is nauseating to watch and even more unnatural to see as bones and joints should not be rolling about and cracking on their own accord to fit back into place…
Then there are several louder and consecutive cracks as the bones reassemble themselves, then slowly the body rises. It takes only that one movement for the once charred areas of flesh, skin, and fur to fall off as it was merely dust. The single loud noise of the jaw itself popping into place is all it takes for the dark gray tabby to have use of his mouth again. The only indication that this cat had been only moments ago, been a mere corpse is the dried blood on various parts of his body, which seems like only a good wash could clean off. The only other indication of his previous death, merely appear to be that of a bad skirmish, judging by the new scar, it’s a small one that goes across his cheek, but it is a sign, nonetheless. Each movement alights the sounds of tired muscles and bones cracking against the movement as the scarred tabby walks forward, out from near the staircase, where his body had lain.*

Isole~It is so wonderful to see you all again, face to face, wouldn’t you agree?

*A grin spreads across his face, a natural grin with movement of normal muscles and bones, one’s of a living cat, and not one that had been dead beforehand.*

Episode 16
*The fur of the four Guests stands on end, terror still flickers in their eyes as if they’re still trying to process what had just happened, no one is able to even muster a whisper. The Spirits have faded from view, unable to fight to keep their forms in view for a moment longer, only Rainfall remains. Isole lets out a laugh at the cats around him, the movement of his jaw releases more popping sounds, but is it is unknown if that is his body still repairing itself or from disuse. A few moments pass before the scarred tabby continues to speak in that polite but rather fake tone of his, he is clearly not hiding the fact he is enjoying this spectacle.*

Isole~What? No words for your respectable host? I do, however, sincerely apologize for my lateness.

Isole~You simply had to be invited back, you know… Although I am terribly sorry, you’ve had to put up with this flea…

*He flicks his tail to gesture to Rainfall, his eyes are still oddly bright with the sense of “new,” life.*

Isole~However, I must admit you were right when you said your previous move would actively help both of us…

*He glances at the limp form of a certain dark ginger tabby. Sneering in disgust, he continues to speak as he looks back at the Guests. It is almost strange to hear him speak down of a “friend,” that he had spoken highly of in the past.*

Isole~Thanks to her failures, I will now have to clean up what she had previously failed to complete…

Isole~She was the one who chose to defy me…

Rainfall~I will not repeat myself again, what exactly was this move supposed to accomplish?

Isole~I must admit your rage over this is certainly a bonus, but this move can accomplish many things than merely reuniting my spirit and body…

*The tabby unsheathes his claws, and unlike the rest of his body, the claw appears to not have fully reformed. They’re instead, almost mangled in appearance with their torn state, bits of it barely clinging on. If one were to look closely, they would see slight movement as it realigns itself.*

Isole~Four lives stand between the precipice, as you call it, Rainfall. Let’s see that number whittled down to three.

*Isole then dashes forward, just as Rainfall positions himself in front of the Guests, the ethereal tabby fluffing up his fur to cover them, claws already unsheathing from his black paws to strike.
Amberfluff shakes her head, regaining some level of awareness, she then quickly half drags, half pulls Tangletalon to the kitchen’s entrance.
As the two she-cats flee to safety, Isole leaps forward, with his running speed, he moves through Rainfall, pale blue eyes widen in shock as the tom’s form ripples momentarily as Isole passes through.
A shriek of pain and surprise rips itself from Ashfur III’s throat, as the tabby bites down into the speckled tom’s shoulder.*

Rainfall~How did you-

Amberfluff~Ashfur III!

*The speckled cat tries to swipe at the tabby, but the attempts at release are futile as Isole quickly pins the other down, renewed claws easily help with keeping a grip on the Guest. The slight movements of a few realigning claws, are no doubt agonizing as they move and cut as they dig into Ashfur III’s flesh.*

*A yowl of rage erupts from Quietsong as the light gray tabby charge into Isole, knocking him away, however, given the state of the still re-forming claws; the sudden force has them tear unevenly.
Some of which slice through the soft fur of his chest, others merely tear out fur as Isole and Quietsong barrel away from the speckled cat, who yowls in pain.
The two tabbies roll a few cat-lengths away, Quietsong is able to use his momentum to his advantage, delivering a few swift blows to the other tom, before pinning Isole to the ground.
Minor wounds and larger scratches cover both of their gray pelts from the momentary tussle, the eyes of both cats blaze in an intense rage. Quietsong opens his mouth to deliver a bite of his own, but it is merely the clack of fangs against fangs instead of into fresh blood and sinew that greets him, as Isole kicks him off. Luckily for Quietsong the hind claws have fully reformed, unlike the front ones so there is no needless snagging against his vulnerable belly.
The light gray cat lands ungracefully on his back, but the fury in his light green eyes seems to brighten, instead of shirk in the momentary confusion.*

Rainfall~What did he even do? He shouldn’t have gone through me, I can’t do anything to help in this state!

Amberfluff~If I go out there, I could bring unnecessary attention to Ashfur III, and the last thing he needs is for Isole to attack him again… The scratches on his chest look awful…

Amberfluff~Shouldn’t you have been able to do something?

*Amberfluff glares at the spectral tabby who merely looks confused, worried, and possibly ashamed of himself.*

Rainfall~I should have, I could effect the living before and I should’ve been able to take the force of that blow. It should be me fighting St-Isole… I-I don’t know what happened, Amberfluff…

*While Isole moves to his paws, Ashfur III slowly rises, blood seeps from the bite on his shoulder, the wounds on his chest trickle onto the floor and leave patterned droplets of blood as he shakily stands, still quite shocked by the sudden attack. He watches uncertain if he should help Quietsong or retreat to safety…*

Ashfur III~Facing Isole is pointless right now… I can’t even rush over to help Quietsong…

*After a few more moments of consideration, Ashfur III limps over in the direction of the kitchen, careful to not put too much pressure on his injured shoulder. Once he reaches his destination, he begrudgingly leans on Tangletalon for support. Surprisingly the tabby she-cat says nothing in response to the speckled cat.*

Ashfur III~It looks worse than it is, just hurts a lot right now… We need to worry about Quietsong.

Isole~Ah, that’s right, you weren’t there when Chillfrost attempted to kill me… Your ignorance will cost you dearly…

*Quietsong merely growls in response, clearly not wishing to entertain his opponent, as his fur bristles, the Guest runs forward.

As he speaks, Isole dashes towards Quietsong, the Guest’s swipes are in vain as Isole suddenly rears up and slams Quietsong’s head downward with the force of one of his paws, before slashing at the other’s face with the other front paw.
Momentarily dazed by the blow to the head, just as his fore-paws nearly meet the ground, he digs already bloody fangs into Quietsong’s scruff and then hurls the stunned tabby forward and into the Lounge’s door.
A screech of terror tears itself from Quietsong’s mouth as he vaguely realizes what’s happening, there’s a loud thump as he connects with the door.

Guests~QUIETSONG!

*A smear of blood stains part of the door as the tabby slides down, the impact either forced the bite to widen or caused the other injuries to open further. The light gray tabby slumps downward, with his more injurious side facing the door. The Guests are terrified, all three glancing at the slumped form of Quietsong, uncertain if he is even still breathing or just unconscious.*

Tangletalon~If we move, there is no telling if Isole will rush forward and strike us next…

Amberfluff~Something is very off, Isole was always a good opponent but he wasn’t this skilled, right? He was never this quick, there has to be some sort of way he’s pulling this off… Is it because of him being revived?

*Isole then turns his head, his gaze meeting Rainfall, who still appears rather confused as to why Isole had been able to pass through him.*

Isole~You’re not usually this incompetent, I must admit. Haven’t you figured it out yet?

Rainfall~You wanted another barrier, without the Sanctum, there was none… But now, I can’t directly intervene to stop you.

Isole~Precisely.

*He grins, the blood drips and stains fur of his chest, with some droplets making it to the floor. The plasma nearly overwhelms the white of his actual fangs, giving off a ghastly appearance. Yet despite the wounds he had sustained, they appear to be healing with no input from Isole himself…
The scarred tabby then turns, padding away to quickly stop near the staircase. His multi-colored eyes merely hold amusement and for some reason, vague irritation.*

Isole~Unfortunately, I do have other things I must sadly attend too, my Guests. Something that is unwanted… Alongside some other issues Redclove had failed to take care of...

Isole~Now then, it is your move next, is it not? I wouldn’t waste it with a life hanging in the balance, you should go find Chim’s followers while my Guest still breathes, Brother.

*Isole smirks while the Guest’s eyes widen in shock. Before a word can be said the dark gray tabby stomps on one of the floorboards, a passageway appears from the floor below, and he swiftly disappears down the corridor.*

*The moment the dark gray tabby disappears, Amberfluff rushes over to the fallen tabby with Tangletalon helping Ashfur III move, at a slower pace. Rainfall too, slowly floats over to the living cats, a worried and ashamed expression covering his features. Upon reaching the fallen tom, a shaky breath of relief flees from Amberfluff. He’s breathing, unconscious and there’s no telling how badly wounded he is, but he’s breathing.*

Rainfall~I am so sorry… I should’ve been able to stop him.

Ashfur III~Just leave, we’ll interroga- :mad:

Tangletalon~We’ll talk about the brother thing later, and whatever else-

Amberfluff~No, Rainfall, you clearly tried and thought you could prevent this… So we can’t fault you for that, but is there anything you can help for either Quietsong or Ashfur III?

Rainfall~….Yes, actually. I’ll have to use a move prematurely, but there’s a medicine cat here, and he can surely help. I’ll have to guide him to this area, though. I need the two of you to keep the others alive till I can bring help.

*Amberfluff merely nods appreciatively at the dark gray tabby, Tangletalon and Ashfur III look uncertain but the two cats say nothing, as the tom fades from view.*

Amberfluff~Tangletalon, I’ll need your help to turn Quietsong over, and to go find any herbs that can help.

Tangletalon~ Now you better hang in there, no joining Rabbitspring just yet.

Episode 17

*A short distance away from The Lighthouse a pale gray she-cat lingers in what appears to be a breakroom. The room itself has rather dark walls, although that might be due to the lack of lighting as all the power is currently going to the camera room… Other than the dark surroundings, a few tables sit in the room with a dingy looking fridge that is likely useless with no power. The white flecked cat still appears nervous from whatever had set this chain of events off, her paws still tremble slightly as she fights to return to some sense of normalcy. Although normalcy could be up for debate, given the words that the she-cat mutters almost maniacly.*

Heronflight~Calm down, yes calm. No more cute kit fluff everywhere, there hasn’t been any blood since… Just stop shaking… Stop shaking so I can work…

Heronflight~Have to see what’s going on, can’t linger, stop shaking… It’s gone, there’s no more fluff, there’s no more blood…

*Her paws start to shake madly again, as she mumbles to herself, even her pale green eyes are now wide with some sense of delusion.*

*Something interrupts the white flecked she-cat’s muttering. The sudden distractions appears to have quieted her shaking paws, she then glances up at the ventilation system, her eyes narrowed suddenly focused but still nervous.*

Heronflight~I hope that was just my imagination, then again if there is a mouse in the ventilation shaft, it could be good prey… Or a kit slinking around where they shouldn’t be…

*A few somewhat shaky breaths expel from the she-cat’s mouth. After a few more moments, she slowly leaves the breakroom. Unbeknownst to her, a pair of green eyes shine from the vent.*

???~No way, there can’t be only one here… There was so many last time, this doesn’t make any sense. Ugh, just focus, you mouse-brain.

*Meanwhile within The Lighthouse, three cats are currently traveling through a large corridor. This one has a tiled floor instead of the usual varieties of wooden flooring that permeate corridors such as this. Another difference from the normal corridors is the flickering lightbulbs on the ceiling. With the weird lighting, Dustwing’s amber eyes appear creepy in the flashes of light.*

Sagetail~I can’t tell if that’s a good thing or a bad thing…

Willowtail~There’s light this time, so it’s a good thing.

Dustwing~Hmmm….

Willowtail~What are you “Hmmm?” about?

Dustwing~This could be an omen.

Sagetail~An omen?!

*Sagetail and Willowtail both stop moving to stare at Dustwing with concern and worry reflecting in their eyes.*

Dustwing~What are you two standing around for? The omen isn’t going to reveal itself.

Sagetail~But you just said-

Dustwing~I said it could be an omen, not that the lights were an omen. It’s likely the omen is up ahead. *Snorts.*

Willowtail~How is that supposed to make us any less worried?

*The pale gray she-cat’s fur stands on end and her light blue eyes narrow in more of sudden anger than fear. She then shakes her head and begins to walk forward, lashing her white tipped tail for the others to follow.*

Willowtail~I clearly forgot how annoying you can be sometimes, Dustwing…

Sagetail~Shouldn’t I be leading?

Dustwing~Probably, but it’s best to let Willowtail take the lead for now. The second the Reactor shakes, you go up front.

Sagetail~*Nods.*

Dustwing~Speaking of Shifts, how many have we been through so far?

Sagetail~….Um. Around four or five now, they don’t seem to be leading us anywhere though…

Dustwing~This place seems to have a mind of its own.

Dustwing~It could be possible it is leading us to this omen or something else is forcing us in this direction… What would be wanting us in this direction?

Sagetail~You look worried.

Dustwing~No. I’m just trying to figure out what could be going on.

Sagetail~Did Boss give you any information?

Dustwing~Other than the slight change in the objective? Not really. Willowtail or Sparrowfoot might know more.

Dustwing(Whispers)~Don’t tell her I said this, but Willowtail is great for organizing information. It’s why she was picked for this mission.

Sagetail~*Nods.*

*Sagetail glances away from the brown tabby beside him, to the pale gray she-cat up ahead, as they follow her.*

Sagetail~The Reactor isn’t shaking, so there’s no Shifts up ahead…

*The tiled corridor then narrows slightly before leading into a room. This one has a similar tiled floor but the lights above flicker incessantly, other than large cobwebs in various corners, and two large gaping holes on either side, the room doesn’t seem too interesting. Till the Visitors’ eyes fall upon a bloodstained wall, and their eyes widen in horror and recognition.*

Willowtail~
“Miracles give Serenity.
Serenity allows Sanity.
Sanity gives rise to Order
Tragedy inspires Terror.
Terror invokes Fear.
Fear leads to Insanity.”

Willowtail~We saw this before, when we went into The Lighthouse…

Sagetail~What could this even mean?

Dustwing~There’s more, it’s a bit faded though… Let me see…

Dustwing~
“Miracles and Tragedy are merely mortal words.
Either option is shrouded in the emotions of an event.
Instead, it is a matter of perspective, a matter of Consequence.”

Sagetail~What is that supposed to mean?

Willowtail~From what the other thing says, with this context. The actions of “mortals,” decides if an event is a miracle or a tragedy. But not everything is either a miracle or a tragedy, hence the last line.

Sagetail~I kind of get what it means by consequence, like every action has a consequence. But it just seems weird. Why is this here?

Dustwing~It is the matter of an event or events… A consequence that can sway one onto a different path, two different ways of thinking, I believe that is what it is referring too.

Willowtail~I can’t even tell if that’s really blood, it’s so dry and old…

Sagetail~If not blood, then what could it be?

Willowtail~Could be an herb, there are cobwebs here.

Sagetail~Very large cobwebs…. It looks like thousands of spiders created those massive cobwebs.

*The small tom glances at the large cobwebs, just as Dustwing grabs a few clumps of the herb. The brown tabby gazes at the sticky thread, inspecting the rest for any possible residents.*

Dustwing~Which is good for us, more herbs to stop any bleeding. Especially since I gave herbs to Sparrowfoot…

Sagetail~I hope she’s okay… Even getting here, the first time we still had to kill some guards. Well, the others did, there’s no telling how many she’s going up against…

Willowtail~Do you think this is your “omen,” Dustwing?

Dustwing~Perhaps. I don’t see how it really applies here. Would you two mind helping me collect this webbing?

*The two cats pad over to the tabby tom and quickly set to work, helping the medicine cat collect the sticky herb. As they do, the reactor suddenly begins to slowly shake against the gray tom’s chest.*

Sagetail~The reactor is shaking, some. Finally, some progress!

Willowtail~That’s strange, it wasn’t doing that before… Unless a Shift just randomly appeared?

Willowtail~Is this enough cobweb, Dustwing?

*The tabby merely nods as he collects the cobweb from the others, placing it carefully into the satchel around his neck, the pieces of cobweb he had collected are still in his mouth, making him unable to speak.*

*Suddenly a loud noise interrupts the trio from their work, and a hasty skittering sounds throughout the room, and from the darkness of the right hole, emerges a large Spider with strange eyes. Each pair of eyes carries a strange color, one pair is a bright red, the middle pair is a dark green color, and the remaining pairs are black and white, respectively. The fur of the three cats stand on end, just as the grotesque creature moves forward, a few of its legs carry old burn scars, yet it is the eyes and the size of the creature appear wrong. For a few brief moments three pairs of eyes meet the eight strange colored ones, merely staring down each other, till the beast releases a screech of anger and rushes forward.*

Spider~SCREEEEE!

Willowtail~Run, now!

*The three cats take off in the direction of the left hole, all as the reactor shakes crazily as the they dart into the darkness, away from the flickering lights and tiled floors into a ragged cave, the Spider follows in a mad dash, eager to catch it’s prey.*

Sagetail~A Shift’s coming up! We’ll lose it then!

*Just as the gray tom speaks, they find themselves in a stone-like hallway, just wide enough for the Spider to follow through. They do not miss a step as they keep up their pace, the arachnid apparently was able to follow them through the Shift.*

Willowtail~Foxdung, we need to lose that thing!

*The Visitors’s paws pound against the stone ground beneath their pads, more than eager to keep away from the Spider’s long and deadly legs. Sagetail is luckily taking the lead with Willowtail and Dustwing, not far behind. The small tom pants heavily if not for the adrenaline rushing through his veins and the lead against the Spider, his small frame would’ve been swept up by the much larger arachnid.*

Sagetail~Another Shift!

Willowtail~Save your breath, we’ll be able to see it, when we’re in it!

*The Visitors then rush through another wooden hallway, this one much thinner than the stone one from before, just as the three cats are about to continue their mad dash away from the Spider. Something calls out to them.*

???~Wait! Stop, already!

*A spectral cat appears in front of them, Sagetail flails about as he tries to stop and falls through the see-through tom, landing on his side. Said cat is a dark gray tabby tom with black paws. His pale blue eyes are filled with concern and worry.*

Willowtail~Sagetail!

???~Are you alright?

Sagetail~I’m fine, so is the reactor.

*The small cat slowly gets up, and turns around to see through the tom, to see the confused faces of Willowtail and Dustwing. The brown tabby quickly begins to put his pieces of the cobweb away into the satchel, as the other tom speaks.*

???~My name is Rainfall. One of the Guests is badly injured and needs a medicine cat. I’m also the voice you heard before.

Willowtail~You’re the body we need, right?

Rainfall~We can discuss that later. I’m going to have to guide the three of you quickly to the main-

Spider~SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

*The tabby is interrupted by the Spider’s screech of rage, it is currently stuck in the stone-like hallway, only the various colored eyes can be seen through the darkness. Fear flashes in the gray tabby’s eyes for a split second as he catches sight of the Spider’s eyes.*

Rainfall~It’s a good thing I’m here, that monster is not what it appears to be. Follow me, with the ability to sense the Shifts and my own powers, we shall be there in no time.

Willowtail~Should we follow him?

Dustwing~If he is right, and one of the Guests are gravely injured, we must hurry.

Willowtail~Should we really be trusting-

Sagetail~Dustwing is right, we don’t have time to stand around if one of those cats is dying.

*Willowtail stares at the small cat for a few moments before nodding her head. The gray cat glances at Duskwing, with the medicine cat merely blinking in response, probably due to some impatience for Sagetail’s decision. With the confirmation from his fellow Visitors, Sagetail’s yellow eyes brighten for a moment, before he turns to the dark gray tabby.*

Sagetail~Lead the way, Rainfall. We’re right behind you.

Rainfall~Good. Time is of the essence.

*The Spirit then leads the Visitors down the dark corridor they were originally moving towards, all four cats are quiet. If left untreated, a Guest could very well die without a medicine cat’s knowledge or skills. They need to get to the Guests as soon as possible.*

Episode 18

*Elsewhere in a Lighthouse fairly similar to the one the Guests now inhabit are the Spirits, in their own warped like version of The Lighthouse. The cats are all in various forms of shock, others angry, some even worried. Bristled fur and worried glances to each other is all that merely passes for “conversation,” till someone angrily shouts what they’re thinking.*

Chillfrost~HOW IN THE NAME OF STARCLAN DID THAT HAPPEN?

Duskclaw~THAT’S WHAT I WANT TO KNOW. :mad:

Quailfeather~That is truly impossible?

Gingerclaw~A dead body can’t just start walking again…

Dragonclaw~It did though, we all saw it.

*The white tom unsheathes and sheathes his claws in an angry motion as he speaks.*

Nightpelt~I-It was horrifying….

Wildface~He just stood up and grinned, like he had never even died to begin with…

Petalfrost~It was Isole that made it hard to stay there, wasn’t it?

Nightshade~That’s what it was last time, during the Twelfth Cycle…

Nightshade~Hmmmm….

Nightpelt~Rabbitspring, you were a Spirit that came to be prior to Nightshade’s death, how did that happen again?

Rabbitspring~Uh….. No clue. The sensing of others hurt was always there, but I couldn’t do anything till that moment, as if… like the living side became open to me, if just for a moment.

Dragonclaw&Duskclaw~What does that have to do with anything? :mad:

Nightshade~I’m trying to figure out if it was any stronger when he was alive compared to when he was a Spirit himself… It makes no sense for the Spirits to reappear when he was alive, till just then.

Petalfrost~We couldn’t appear in the actual Lighthouse before, we were just suspended here… Although I think it was here…

Nightshade~You think it was here?

Petalfrost~It was all foggy like, we couldn’t speak to one another, I think. The only time the fog lifted some was when someone died, I think…

Duskclaw~*Nods.* Agreed, I don’t remember much of that time.

Chillfrost~I don’t know what you guys are talking about… It was foggy, then I fell asleep, when I woke up I was here…

Nightpelt~You-uh-…

*Chillfrost silences the dark gray tabby with a furious glare from her blue eyes.*

Dragonclaw~You died last, and you weren’t here very long, Chillfrost.

Chillfrost~Shut up, Dragonclaw!

*The skinny she-cat bares her fangs at the black-eared tom, as if tempting him to keep speaking or actually fight her, tooth and claw.*

Duskclaw~Hey, knock it off, both of you!

Wildface~No one needs you two quarreling like whiny kits.

Quailfeather~Agreed, we need to discuss Isole and what we can do for the Guests.

*The spotted she-cat flicks her tail, her yellow eyes cloud with concern but remain serious.*

Rabbitspring~What if we can’t do anything?

Nightpelt~There has to be something, though, r-right?

Duskclaw~So we’re just accepting that Isole’s corpse got up and walked freely on its own?

Petalfrost~We have too, dear, it is what happened. Whether or not, we don’t know the cause of it. This pales in comparison to the fact that he can hurt the Guests.

Gingerclaw~Does that really make much of a difference, yes, it’s shocking… But we know that Isole could’ve harmed them anyway.

Quailfeather~You have a point. But there has to be a reason as to why he waited so long to appear…

Wildface~Perhaps it could have something to do with Rainfall?

Dragonclaw~He did look exactly like Isole… *Growls.*

Wildface~Minus the paws and eyes, but-

Ghostail~*Has been rather quiet for a while as the others speak, till his blue eyes widen in sudden terror.* Some-Something is wrong… Something is very, very, very, wrong… Something’s something’s, and it’s going to come and, and, and, and-

*Ghostail cuts himself off with a sudden scream, Dragonclaw rushes over to the white tom, before quickly leading him away without a word.*

Chillfrost~Okay, is that his normal crazy or-

Rabbitspring~He’s never mentioned about something appearing before, just that we’re not supposed to be here… *Looks reasonably worried.*

Duskclaw~It could be trouble though…

Rabbitspring~What would they want with us though?

Wildface~We do have the amulet.

*The black and white tom glances at Duskclaw, as he speaks, staring at the black and white amulet, the gem has stayed its usual dark gray color since the continuation of this Cycle.*

Quailfeather~Luckily, no one can get in here except Rainfall. Whether or not Isole could is no longer up for debate. The living can’t enter here.

Nightshade~Neither can Ripfang or Redclove, hopefully.

Petalfrost~I don’t think they can, they haven’t tried at all… So it may be invisible to them?

Nightpelt~Thank StarClan for that.

Gingerclaw~We’ve been lucky.

Quailfeather~We likely have more to discuss later, but as tensions are still high…. We should wait for an opening to speak with the Guests.

Nightshade~Agreed, there is a lot to process…

*In the actual living area of The Lighthouse are the Guests, they have managed to flip Quietsong over to where a gash oozes and stains the cobwebs a vibrant red. Ashfur III works slowly, his shoulder heavily covered in cobwebs, but the injury doesn’t appear to be serious. The more smaller wounds are at least not bleeding through their cobwebs, unfortunately with the multiple injuries they are in short supply. Near them blood still stains the doorway where Quietsong’s body had made contact with it, other than having him flipped over on his not as injured side, the others have done little to move the tabby.*

Tangletalon~Go lay down like I told you.

*The hiss angrily leaves the dark brown tabby; her hazel eyes never move as she tries to place the remaining cobwebs in her paws onto the gash in Quietsong’s side. The ginger she-cat beside her is collecting more cobweb from the “satchel,” Ashfur III had made.*

Ashfur III~My shoulder isn’t serious.

Tangletalon~It’s going to be if you don’t lay down.

Amberfluff~Tangletalon’s right, Ashfur III. We don’t have enough cobwebs or medical knowledge to help you if your shoulder worsens.

Ashfur III~I said I’m fine, let me help already.

Tangletalon~Do you have bees in your brain, I said-

*Just as the tabby speaks, a familiar ghostly cat floats into the room from the kitchen. His eyes widen upon seeing the extent of Quietsong’s wounds. Before the dark gray tom can speak, a clanging sound occurs, and three cats rush out of the kitchen, shortly after the spectral tom. The first to enter is a small gray tom with a white tuft of fur on his chest, a weird object hangs from his neck by a strap. Flanking the small cat is a brown tabby tom with a feathery tail, and a pale gray she-cat. It is the tabby who immediately spots the Guests and rushes over, a satchel around his neck sways as he runs to Quietsong.*

???(Tabby)~Does either one of you have any medical skills?

Tangletalon~Uh, not really…

Amberfluff~We’re doing the best we can, wh-

???(Tabby)~You’re not a medicine cat, and I can’t have you crowding around my patient.

*While the tabby speaks, he lowers his head and shakes the satchel off his neck. With a swift flick of his paw, tightly secured vine loops uncurl, the satchel unrolls to reveals herbs. The herbs are scattered about but are well-preserved.*

???(Tabby)~Both of you stay a few mouse-lengths away till I decide what I need you to do.

*The two she-cats are shocked and astounded at the odd sensation of having a stranger order them around, but both she-cats slowly pad away from Quietsong, giving the amber-eyed cat more room.*

*The tabby then grabs the closest wad of cobwebs that are not latched to any actual herb and sets to work applying more of it to the light gray tabby. He is silent for a few moments before orders seem to fly from his mouth with each moment.*

???(Tabby)~Sagetail, give the speckled cat poppy seeds, he’s going to worsen his shoulder if he doesn’t rest.

???(Small tom.)~Okay, Dustwing!

*The gray tom quickly moves towards the herbs, luckily poppy seeds are apparently easy to recognize for the small cat.*

Ashfur III~I’m fine!

Amberfluff~Ashfur III, we have an actual medicine cat here, just eat, you fur-ball!

*Ashfur III grumbles something unintelligible under his breath before taking the herb from the small cat, apparently called Sagetail.*

Ashfur III~If anyone needs me, I’m going to go to bed before they kick in…

*The Guest then quickly leaves for the stairs, momentarily stopping to take a swift look at the still bleeding Quietsong, before taking his leave.*

Ashfur III~If he hadn’t attacked Isole, that could very well have been me bleeding out like that…

Dustwing~Willowtail, organize my herb store.

*The pale gray she-cat merely nods her head, her light-blue eyes shine with worry over Quietsong’s condition. She then quickly pads over to the unrolled satchel and sets to work.*

Dustwing~The dark brown tabby stays, I need an extra pair of paws since Willowtail is busy sorting.

Amberfluff~What should I do?

Dustwing~Make sure the other Guest is alright, Sagetail go with her and explain what you can.

Sagetail~Will do!

Amberfluff~I’ll show you, Ashfur III’s room.

*Amberfluff and Sagetail then leave the three cats to their work, it does not take the two long to reach the gray door with the Opal gem in the center, indicating that it is Ashfur III’s room. The two cats enter to find Ashfur III suddenly dozing off in his own bed.*

Amberfluff~So, who even are you, and why are you here?

Sagetail~My name is Sagetail, and I suppose-

???~He’s a Visitor.

*Rainfall explains as he floats up from the floor.*

Amberfluff~A Visitor?

Rainfall~Visitors are not supposed to be here, but by their nature if certain needs are required, they can fill the same role as a Guest. Which unfortunately happened last time…

*The gray tom unfortunately shudders as if remembering something traumatic.*

Sagetail~Y-Yes, we lost half of our originally squad last time we were here…

Sagetail~But as to why we’re here…. We’re here to get the Guests out or make sure they survive to where an opportunity opens, no matter the cost.

Amberfluff~You’re saying you would be willing to lay down your life for us?

Sagetail~That’s our orders.

*The gray tom suddenly looks worried for a moment, his yellow eyes suddenly downcasted before shaking his head to clear it. He then continues to speak.*

Sagetail~I’m sorry, I’m not used to talking so much…. Uh… We’re not all here, but hopefully our last member will be arriving soon. We also had a second objective, it was to find a body.

Rainfall~My body to be precise. So the goals for the eight of you are relatively the same.

Amberfluff~I see… Hopefully it can be done quickly then, um what’s that thing around your neck?

Sagetail~The Reactor? It can sense Shifts. Shifts are the term for when this place moves about, it can sense them so we can run into them, or not run into them.

Rainfall~Which would be very useful in locating the Sanctum.

Amberfluff~Indeed!

Amberfluff~…Do you think he will be okay?

Sagetail~Dustwing is with him, while the gash looked awful. I think he’s in good paws. Oh, and I’m terribly sorry. But what is your name?

Amberfluff~It’s Amberfluff.

*The ginger she-cat swishes her fluffy tail in the direction of the sleeping tom.*

Amberfluff~That’s Ashfur III. The other she-cat is Tangletalon and Quietsong is the light gray tabby downstairs.

Amberfluff~StarClan, I hope he’ll be fine…

Sagetail~You look exhausted. I could stay and watch Ashfur III. Go get some rest.

*The small tom gives a small smile while the tired she-cat merely nods in reply, apparently too exhausted and worried to argue.*

Rainfall~I’ll take my leave as well, I can do little as a Spirit. And there will be time for talking when Quietsong is stable.

*The dark gray tabby then slowly fades from view, leaving the small gray cat in Ashfur III’s room. The small tom then sits watch, making sure the Guest is breathing and awaiting if Dustwing needs him for any reason.*

Sagetail~^{The last thing we need is a Guest dying before we got here… But it’s chilling to be back here, where Icepelt and Flaretail died. I wonder if that other evil cat is still around, that dark ginger cat was dead downstairs… We’ll have to do something about that before flies get too it…}

Sagetail~*Sighs.*

Sagetail~_{I hope Quietsong will be okay… We can’t fail this time, we’ll accomplish our original objective, so their deaths are not in vain, and prevent whatever would happen if these remaining Guests are dead… We have too… Even if I think we don’t stand a chance, I’m so nervous… Why did Boss make me leader, when Sparrowfoot, Willowtail or Dustwing could’ve made for a better leader? Boss knows best, I suppose.}

Sagetail~^{For now, it’s just a matter of waiting for the others to heal and for Sparrowfoot to finish her own mission. Just a matter of waiting till a plan can be made.}

Episode 19

*Pale green eyes scan the other cameras that are being manually brought online. The sound of chewing and various whirrs are the only sounds in the room before the pale gray cat swallows her food.*

Heronflight~Dumb automatic cameras, always have to preserve the main ones but shut all of the others off in the process. You have the entire place minus a few things as power, the least you could do was work correctly! :mad:

*The she-cat rolls her eyes angrily as the other camera boot on, making the room brighter as the various screens come to life. Evidentially the she-cat is either bored or merely trying to contain her limited composure by speaking to herself. There is no one else to speak with, after all…*

Heronflight~Now let’s see where the others are, as the Guests aren’t going anywhere…

*A grin suddenly spreads itself onto her face, eyes glisten with a sudden blood-lust, and her paws begin to slowly shake.*

Heronflight~Heheheh…. Treepelt and Robinsong are going to have their paws full with those Visitors there…

Heronflight~*Shakes her head.* Keep calm, hare-brain…

Heronflight~They killed Redclove too and probably moved Isole’s body elsewhere… I’ll have to look at the footage later to see what happened… I wasn’t mentally here for that…

Heronflight~So sad they get all the fun, I-Huh…

*After a few swift movements of her paws, a camera zooms in on one of the attic cameras. The various damage to the attic had been a pain to fix, with that large arachnid still wandering around… For some reason said Spider hadn’t been seen in its usual territory since the last batch of Guests. But it was not the environment itself that caught Heronflight’s eye, nor was it the large creature returning, no it was an odd flicker of light as the camera adjusted into zooming in. Her eyes widen in a mix of shock and excitement at the scene before her, a familiar dark ginger tabby hovers slightly above the floor, her body devoid of injuries but she looks surprisingly weak. Near her is a ragged dark brown tom with several scars on his face, his yellow eyes, unfortunately, fail to reveal any emotion. The she-cat lets out a groan as she opens her bleary eyes.*

Ripfang~I was wondering if you were going to wake up…

Redclove~Ripfang, just what…?

*The usually graceful she-cat is struggling to barely “stand,” on her four paws as she tries to look at Ripfang in the eye.*

Redclove~I died. Someone that looked like Isole but wasn’t… Just what is going on?

Ripfang~You’re a Spirit, like myself and the previous Guests.

*The ginger tabby is silent for several moments before simply nodding her head. Likely wishing to merely accept this information and move onto what is actually important.*

Redclove~When do we get to kill the Guests?

Ripfang~You’ve lost your teasing edge, last time I checked I was the blunt one… *Snickers.*

Ripfang~But whenever Isole gives us word.

*Redclove’s ears flatten to her skull and bares her fangs at that answer.*

Redclove~Even while dead I have to listen to him?

Ripfang~Of course, he knows what is best after all… Although I am starting to question him myself…

*The spectral she-cat forces herself to return to some semblance of calm, although her words come from between her gritting mouth. Yet her ice-blue eyes suddenly narrow with intrigue at the ragged tom before her.*

Redclove~That’s a first from you.

Ripfang~He has kept me in the dark since his own death, and I take it he knows about whoever killed you as well…

Ripfang~Although, between you and I, he has been hiding many other things from us, the Spider for one. I’ve never liked that thing, really. Always gave me a bad feeling.

Ripfang~Then there is this place’s appearance and how it has so many rooms in an almost confusing manner, it makes no sense…

Redclove~Agreed.

Redclove~I assumed he was causing the movement himself…

Ripfang~Honestly, I do not know. While working I had suspected the same thing, but I don’t think he’s the reason.

Redclove~Then what is? Why go through seasons worth of work and slaughter to suddenly order me to start murdering the Workers?

Ripfang~He ordered you to murder the Workers?

Redclove~*Nods.* Currently, both Berryheart and Webclaw are now dead, they were more so outlets for my anger instead of following his orders. Heronflight is managing the cameras as usual, I had sent Robinsong here to scout out the area for later assassinations, and she took Treepelt with her for whatever reason.

Ripfang~So you disobeyed him…. What if he had plans in your own death, you did the say your killer looked like Isole.

*Redclove visibly shudders at his words, given her death is still relatively new, it is likely still terrifying for the dark she-cat.*

Redclove~Last time I checked, Isole doesn’t have a single eye color nor is he scarless. This cat’s eyes were a pale-blue and he had no scars on his face. I should know, I had a good look while he was shoving his claws in my throat.

Ripfang~If Isole has any knowledge of that look-alike, he has not shared it with me…

Redclove~It seems he has not shared anything with either of us… But with ordering me to murder the Workers…

Ripfang~It feels like he’s planning something, doesn’t it?

Redclove~That’s like saying this entire process had an actual point and it wasn’t for the thrill?

Ripfang~True, but Isole has always acted like there was more to this place than a simple place to murder without consequence and revel in…

Redclove~Then what is he even planning? If this place had a purpose in his mind, then what even IS the purpose?

Ripfang~I don’t know, but whatever it is, it feels like it’s coming to a close… There are only four cats here, and since recently I haven’t been able to disturb anything on the physical end.

Redclove~What are you talking about?

Ripfang~Remember how I could still harm the Guests, I do not think I’ll be able to even do that… With or without Isole’s say-so…

Redclove~So, I really can’t do anything?

Ripfang~For now, at least. It may have something to do with Isole or his look-alike… Or the Visitors, they’re here but I can barely sense them for some reason… It’s like my ability greatly diminished for some reason…

Redclove~*Sighs.* And just when I thought I could actually do something…

Redclove~Nothing has made sense if Isole has an agenda than why keep us in the dark? He was our friend, and while he’s had his secrets before… This would be so much bigger… And if Ripfang’s right, and this, whatever this is, has come to a finale than what is to be the outcome?

Ripfang~*Shakes his head.*

*The ragged tom than disappears, and after a few minutes Redclove herself, has vanished from the attic. Going, or returning in Ripfang’s case, to wherever he has stayed out all of this time.*

*Nimble paws zoom out of the attic cameras, Heronflight has an intrigued glow in her eyes, as she scans the other through the other camera on her various screens.*

Heronflight~While as interesting as that was, it was all speculation… Plus that could easily be one of those other Visitors, there is supposed to be four, I believe… That or Redclove has become delusional, which could be correct…

Heronflight~Perhaps the cat who murdered Redclove, this pale blue-eyed cat is the same one who has been sending her e-mails… And placed Isole’s body to disturb the Guests, why go to all that trouble though?

Heronflight~Hmmm… Unless this cat wants to take our purpose, to be able to murder freely without consequence, that has to be it!

*Within her ramblings, the she-cat lands on another camera and her pale-green eyes shimmer as two cats emerge into view from the far left. She zooms in, grinning at a familiar dark brown tom with yellow eyes and a calico she-cat with yellow eyes. Except said calico isn’t as whole as she had last seen her, her tail has healed and is now merely half of it’s original size. She seems to have somehow adjusted to balance the crossbow and its arrows on her back, carefully. The two Workers are currently traveling through a lit stone corridor. Unlike a corridor the Visitors took, this one does not have flickering bulbs about…*

Robinsong~We’ve been walking through hallways forever, and we’ve found nothing. No Guests-

Treepelt~Would you rather us find the Serpent again?

Robinsong~*Looks horrified.*

Treepelt~*Laughs.* You could ask it for the rest of your tail!

*The dark brown tom grins at the calico’s obvious discomfort. Instead of cowering the calico growls angrily at the other but says nothing. She still has some of her former fire, but it has not returned in its full blaze yet.*

Robinsong~*Lashes the half of her tail in anger.* We should keep going.

Treepelt~*Snickers.* Whatever you say half-tail.

Robinsong~ How many times are you going to say that?

Treepelt~You do know I could’ve poisoned you, right? Or left you to die?

*Before Robinsong can reply the environment shifts around them as the two cats unknowingly enter a Shift. The room itself is nearly identical to the last one, except this corridor also disperses into several other hallways.*

Treepelt~(Sarcastically) Wonderful.

Robinsong~(Sarcastically) Great, just, great.

Robinsong~We’re never going to get to the Guests with this nonsense in the way.

*The camera suddenly zooms out from the Workers as Heronflight gives off a shrilling but excited squeal. Her eyes dazzling as she spots something in the corner next to a camera, it’s some sort of gray box, from the looks of it. It also apparently means something to the white-flecked she-cat, judging by how excited she looks. Her paws flickering over various buttons that flicks another separate control board open to her side.*

Heronflight~I haven’t seen one of those in forever! This’ll be fun!

Heronflight~I wonder if the function to add them onto other cameras is still there, I’ll test that out later…

Heronflight~*Plays around with a few buttons before zooming back into the camera featuring the Workers.*

???~Hello, guys! I’ve certainly missed speaking with both of you!

*Treepelt and Robinsong’s pelts bristle suddenly at the unexpected sound of Heronflight’s voice echoing off the stone walls. Treepelt looks around as if trying to find something.*

Treepelt~I thought he got rid of all of the speakers. Also, you’re not allowed to use them, Heronflight.

Heronflight~*In an almost sing-song voice.* I do what I want. I am under no one’s supervision.

Robinsong~I’m so confused… Redclove is there, you mouse-brain.

Treepelt~And she would very well, kill you for using the speakers…

Robinsong~Speakers?

Heronflight~Lovely little things used to deliver riddles instead of boring notes. Isole decided to quit using them after a while, it was very sad for everyone

Treepelt~It was sad for you, and you alone. *Snorts.*

Heronflight~Besides… Redclove can’t kill me…

*A sudden sadness dispels from Heronflight’s voice as she begins to explain.*

Heronflight~Redclove was killed by one of the Visitors. There’s four of them, same as last time. One she-cat, and three toms though.

*The calico she-cat bows her head, apparently distraught at the news, while her companion barely even bats an eye.*

Treepelt~Visitors…

Robinsong~We can get revenge.

Heronflight~One of them is even a medicine cat.

*Treepelt grins almost maniacally at the mention of those words.*

Heronflight~I figured that would get your attention.

Treepelt~This is excellent news, indeed. Also, Heronflight, are the monitors still working?

*There is no reply from the other end of the speakers for several moments, until a monitor suddenly appears and juts out on a long cord from the speaker. The monitor looks both easily breakable and could simply fall off the long cord, which might be a reason as to why they were no longer used. After a few moments of a blank screen, a familiar pale gray she-cat with white flecks appears on screen. Near her is a detachable microphone.*

Heronflight~I’m amazed the picture is still crisp.

Treepelt~Agreed, it’s surprising it still wo-

*Before he can finish his sentence, the screen suddenly goes black. An annoyed groan sounds from the speakers as Heronflight becomes annoyed with the technology.*

Heronflight~(Sarcastically) Yay, I have to fix that now.

Heronflight~I’m going to turn off the speakers and switch them back to all of them as well, and figure out if there are any more… So, see you guys!

*Heronflight’s voice fades from view as the remaining Workers begin to move forward with new information in mind now. Before the two cats can make much progress in this hall-way filled area, a loud coughing noise suddenly fills the air. Before either Worker can question the other, a figure stumbles into view. Green and yellow eyes widen in shock at the cat before them. Said cat is relatively uninjured other than scratches and cuts that barely cut through his fur. But something is clearly wrong, judging by the small stream of blood running from his mouth. Multi-colored eyes widen for a mere moment as Treepelt and Robinsong rush over to the dark gray tabby, who coughs again spilling fresh blood onto the stone floor. *

Robinsong~We thought you were dead, you just vanished after this place burned down.

Treepelt~You’ve done well on your own, without a medicine cat it seems… However, I should probably check you, something on the inside might be damaged.

Isole~*Smirks.* I know better than to trust you to lay such “healing paws,” on me, Treepelt.

Treepelt~*Snickers.* Only if others could have had a drop of your caution, Isole. But think of it as a mere “kind gesture,” you know this place better than anyone, after all.

Isole~*Shakes his head.* It’s not like I could go after the work that needs done in this condition anyway…

Robinsong~Work? Do you mean the Visitors?


Treepelt~We can bother Isole with petty questions, later, for now, you hush. *Growls.*

*The dark brown tom begins to gather herbs from his satchel, as Isole speaks. His gaze lingers on more darker items before ignoring them.*

Isole~I will answer that one as I might require some assistance, later. No, the Visitors are not my concern at this moment, there is something unwanted that found it’s way into The Lighthouse… I will have it killed and then will finish other work that Redclove neglected to do.

Robinsong~Something unwanted?

Isole~A-

Treepelt~Enough speaking, I’m already having to work in cold conditions twice.

*Robinsong lets out an annoyed sigh at the former medicine cat’s words, Isole merely coughs again in response, showering the stone floor with large specks of blood. Clearly whatever it was that needed killing would merely have to wait till it’s would-be killer was in a better condition.*

Episode 20

*Heronflight stares at the array of buttons now at her control. After a few brief moments, the flecked she-cat ignores the temptation and instead zooms in on the Guest, with vague awareness that she may not be as alone as she had said to her fellow Workers…
The camera focuses before zooming in on the den area just as Sagetail comes down the stairs, the small tom looks worried at the scene before him.
Quietsong has been moved onto the couches however the blood smear on the Lounge door is still there, a grim reminder that the tom’s life could still be in jeopardy.*

Sagetail~We just got here and already it could be possible for us to lose one of them… Then again, back then, we had lost Spiderblade so quickly…

*The gray tom winces as he remembers the event that led to Spiderblade’s death, haunting screams for help all while he was picked apart by the loud ravens…*

Willowtail~Are you alright, Sagetail?

Sagetail~Y-Yeah… Just trying to get used to actually being back here…

*Willowtail looks exhausted but she does not seem to mind the golden striped she-cat apparently using her shoulder as a nest. The brown tabby is either unaware or was too exhausted to notice what, or rather who; she was using as a nest before falling asleep on her paws. Near the two she-cats, Dustwing finishes placing a few cobwebs on Quietsong, whose breathing seems to have evened out. The tabby tom shows no signs of exhaustion despite the swift treatment he had to give to the injured Guest.*

Sagetail~Will he be okay?

Dustwing~Most likely, he may have suffered a concussion, but I won’t know if it’s truly severe till he awakens…

*Sagetail nods solemnly as Dustwing turns to face the small cat, his paws covered in blood that has apparently dried some time ago… Before the tabby can speak, the only she-cat in their small group speaks first.*

Willowtail~How’s the other one?

Sagetail~Oh, Ashfur III, he’s sleeping.

Dustwing~*Snorts.* Good, he will heal faster as long as he rests his shoulder.

*The brown tabby’s eyes suddenly shimmer in amusement as he glances at the remaining Guest in the downstairs area, currently fast asleep and content on Willowtail’s shoulder.*

Dustwing~I considered giving her something for shock or some poppy seeds to help her sleep, but she seems to be doing just fine without anything… *Snorts.*

Willowtail~You’re not the one having to hold someone up with just your shoulder…

Dustwing~Did you fix and bundle up my herb wraps, Willowtail?

Willowtail~No, I’ve been a nest since she passed out. Fix your own herbs.

*The pale gray she-cat shakes her head before rolling her eyes again mockingly, but the small grin on her face reveals her true intentions.*

Dustwing~Fine, I’ll do it myself. I need to wash my paws anyway.

*Sagetail snickers as the brown tabby leaps down from the couch, moving to the kitchen to go wash his paws free of blood. The gray tom glances at the unrolled supply of herbs, to him it looked badly scattered. His yellow eyes widen in sudden apprehension as he stares at the supply of herbs.*

Willowtail~Keep your fur on. There’s more there than it looks.

Sagetail~You’re grumpy when tired.

Sagetail~You’re usually so quiet…

Willowtail~And you’re not usually blunt.

*The pale gray she-cat shakes her head, exhaustion clearly evident in her light blue eyes.*

Sagetail~I could take her if you want…

Willowtail~No, she’s bigger than you and would crush you. I’ll be fine, hopefully she wakes up soon. She’s been through a lot, they all have really…

Willowtail~What are their names by the way, I was too focused on helping Dustwing… I may have forgotten if they had told us at all…

Sagetail~Our main patient is Quietsong, the other injured tom is Ashfur III, the fluffy tailed she-cat is Amberfluff, and the one sleeping on you is Tangletalon.

Amberfluff~That saves us time from introducing ourselves then!

*As if on cue, the fluffy ginger she-cat slowly moves down the stairs, with Ashfur III leaning against her frame for support as they move down. Either the speckled tom was being cautious about hurting his shoulder or he was in more pain than he claimed earlier… The speckled tom glances at the couch, concern flicking in his eyes, even from this distance.*

Amberfluff~Tangletalon, what are you even- Wake up!

Willowtail~She’s exhausted, let her sleep!

Ashfur III~How’s Quietsong?

Sagetail~Resting, Dustwing won’t know-

Dustwing~I thought you said he was resting, Sagetail?

*Said brown tabby returns to the den area, a sudden glare settling in his amber eyes as he glances at the very much awake, Ashfur III. While most likely concerned that the Guest isn’t listening, the tabby still comes across as frighteningly stern as he briskly pads over to the couch.*

Ashfur III~I’m fine, Amberfluff insisted I wouldn’t be able to come down normally.

Dustwing~You’re injured. You need rest.

Ashfur III~It’s not like it’s a rat bite, leave me alone. We did well without a medicine cat before, we don’t need your help.

Dustwing~You may be fine without my aid, but he certainly wouldn’t. *Snorts.*

*Ashfur III grits his teeth but says nothing in reply for several moments. The tom opens his mouth again, but before he could speak, an anguished shriek echoes throughout the room. Tangletalon awakens grumpily, her hazel eyes half-lidded and the tabby looks to be very annoyed at being woken up. The sudden sound of emotion materializes before anyone can ask what the source of the sound was; and it comes in the form of a fluffy white she-cat with springs on her paws. Her bright blue eyes contain mere horror as she gazes at Quietsong’s cobweb patched pelt.*

Rabbitspring~Quietsong……. You.

*An unusual look of rage suddenly blazes in the Spirit’s eyes, her fur bristles, and with the natural fluff makes her look larger than normal. But the bared fangs, unsheathed claws, and unsightly blaze of torment looks unnatural on the usual happy she-cat, as she snarls angrily at a certain small cat.*

Rabbitspring~You did this.

Sagetail~I didn’t do anything!

Rabbitspring~Yes you did! It had to be you, you guys don’t show up, unless to cause suffering! I wish I could claw your ears off right now! Cowardly mouse-hearts like you, deserve it after you left the others to suffer and die!

*Before anyone else can speak, the remaining Spirits materialize with the only one not present is Rainfall. The other Spirits appear to be shocked at the state of Quietsong or Rabbitspring’s sudden rage. However Dragonclaw, Chillfrost, and Duskclaw seem to have taken Rabbitspring’s route, and are casting harsh glares at Sagetail, apparently recognizing him.*

Nightpelt~Th-These guys again!

Amberfluff~What’s gotten into all of you? These cats are our allies!

Ashfur III~If not for the medicine cat, Quietsong wouldn’t be alive right now!

Tangletalon~It was Isole who did this, you know, the actual enemy here!

Nightshade~Isole tends to finish the job entirely, Tangletalon…

Ashfur III~She’s right, and for whatever reason, Isole decided to leave…

Amberfluff~He mentioned something about “other issues Redclove had failed to take care of,”

Gingerclaw~Maybe he just wanted to keep the four of you grounded in a single place for a bit…?

Quailfeather~Possibly, he does dislike other ground work not being complete…

Wildface~The three of you would know his methods best… So it’s likely.

Chillfrost~More importantly, why are the two of you unharmed?

*The skinny she-cat glares angrily at the two unharmed Guests.*

Tangletalon~Weren’t you the one that proved fighting Isole head-on was bad for our health?

Amberfluff~TANGLETALON! :mad:

Tangletalon~What? I’m right.

Dustwing~We’re getting off-topic.

Dustwing~Now then, to clear up a few things… My name is Dustwing, the pale gray she-cat is Willowtail. And it seems you have been acquainted with Sagetail before… Hopefully I can remember names from the documents….

Sagetail~Uh, our mission is also not the same as before… We had to leave or die alongside the others… Our orders are different now…

Amberfluff~Their previous orders were to find a body, that body is also who we need to find as well. So it works out!

Amberfluff~However, they’re also here to protect us.

Duskclaw(Sarcastically)~Sure, they did plenty of protecting when they left others to die…

Rabbitspring~Mouse-hearts is what they are! :mad:

Sagetail~That’s the primary objective now! To protect the Guests!

Dragonclaw~What makes these four so important compared to the ones of the 12th Cycle?

Petalfrost~I agree with Dragonclaw, such a practice is foolish. You should not trade lives so callously…

Willowtail~We’re following our orders, we cannot debate with the boss about what we can and cannot do! And if the remaining Visitors from the last Cycle had not escaped, Dustwing would not be here to help your friend!

*The Visitor’s light blue eyes bore into the bright blue ones of the anguished Spirit, and instead of anger that comes from Willowtail, her words are calm and are an attempt to help.*

Willowtail~He means a lot to you, and I promise Dustwing is doing the best he can to make sure he’s still alive, okay?

*Rabbitspring says nothing but the flare seems to die from her eyes momentarily as glances at Quietsong, the poor she-cat’s heart looks like it is about to splinter into two, as she forces her fur to lie flat.*

Wildface~We cannot do anything, we have no choice but to trust the Visitors… But I do have a question. Who is this boss of your’s?

Dustwing~We had other things to discuss, not be given an interrogation…

*The brown tabby’s tail lashes in sudden annoyance.*

Quailfeather~Everyone here knows who Gingerclaw, Nightshade, and I worked for. It only makes sense to know who you’re working for. Especially since you think so highly of this boss of yours.

Nightpelt~Y-Yeah…

Amberfluff~Wait, uh…. Isole mentioned something to Rainfall… I forget the name though…

Duskclaw~These Visitors can enlighten us then. *Growls.*

Sagetail~No, what we saw is more important!

*The small gray tom glances at his fellow Visitors.*

Sagetail~Remember, the writing?

Willowtail~Huh? I’m so tired, my brain is hardly working…

Dustwing~
“Miracles and Tragedy are merely mortal words.
Either option is shrouded in the emotions of an event.
Instead, it is a matter of perspective, a matter of Consequence.”

Ashfur III~Wait, didn’t we find something similar to that, Amberfluff?

Amberfluff~That’s right, uh, lemme think…

Duskclaw~What do these words even matter?

Dragonclaw~They’re not as important as figuring out who these Visitors work for.

Nightpelt~Ghostail’s words mean stuff!

Chillfrost~*Laughs.* Yeah, right.

Amberfluff~I remember now!

Amberfluff~
“Miracles give Serenity.
Serenity allows Sanity.
Sanity gives rise to Order
Tragedy inspires Terror.
Terror invokes Fear.
Fear leads to Insanity.”

Ashfur III~It was in pieces though. On two sides of a wall, written in weird ink.

Dustwing~We found ours twice, both written in blood.

Nightpelt~Tha-That’s not scary at all…

Wildface~While interesting, I fail to see how this is important.

Chillfrost~Especially when we have more pressing questions…

Willowtail~Don’t you see, if we’ve found it, and so did the Guests, it must mean something! Maybe it represents other cats?

Sagetail~It was also among our documents last time, whatever it means, it’s important to this place. Maybe it’s some kind of key to find Rainfall’s body, or something?

Dustwing~There was that weird Spider as well…

Ashfur III~That’s normal.

*Tangletalon visibly shudders at the mention of the Spider. While the Spirits still appear distrusting as well as annoyed.*

Sagetail~Is it normal for it to have glowing eyes that are different colors?

Amberfluff~It’s a large Spider, why would it not?

Sagetail~Point taken.

Chillfrost~This is pointless!

Duskclaw~This prattle is entirely pointless and you’re trying to waste our time.

Petalfrost~And not answering more pressing questions.

Tangletalon~Why can’t you guys keep your fur on and let an actual discussion get through!

???~Oh, all of this discourse is so much fun to watch! Watching you all chase your own tails, unaware that something bad is probably going to happen!

Nightpelt~What the?

*Nightshade, Gingerclaw, and Quailfeather’s fur suddenly bristle as their eyes widen with realization.*

Quailfeather~Heronflight, you lousy fox-heart!

*Loud laughter suddenly bounces about the room, followed by a loud whirring noise as a weird cable suddenly extends outward, connecting to a flimsy monitor that glowers down from the Guests. The monitor whirrs loudly to life, the screen revealing a light gray she-cat with white flecks. Her pale green eyes glimmer with amusement and an almost deranged tinge of something akin to madness. A grin is spread wide on her face, as she beams to the camera. From what can be seen, the surrounding area near the she-cat glows with light from nearby electronics, which seems to be the only light source…*

Heronflight~Hello, traitors, Guests, Visitors, dead cats… Also thank you, Quailfeather, for introducing me to all these lovely cats that I haven’t had a chance to speak with. But I’ve been watching.

Heronflight~I’m amazed the monitors even survived the fire, connection’s kinda weird though… The speaker here didn’t, I’m just tuning the sound up from another speaker to make it louder… Dumb tech.

Petalfrost~Who even are you anyway?

Gingerclaw~She’s a Worker, specifically one that manages the cameras, she used to be more important in previous Cycles to say the least….

Heronflight~Hmmm… I see no one’s bothered to bury Redclove, a cat that deserves a burial given all the lovely things she’s done, to only be killed by one of the Visitors…

*The flecked she-cat glares angrily at the group of cats before her.*

Tangletalon~Redclove tried to kill me! :mad:

Heronflight~So? Redclove tried to kill me earlier and I hold nothing against her. Besides you’re Guests, you’re supposed to die. It just makes things so much more fun, that way!

Heronflight~Although speaking of the dearly departed, one of you Visitors, killed her. There is supposed to be four of you after all!

*The three cats glance at one another in confusion as Nightshade tilts his head, the smoky gray tom suddenly remembering something.*

Nightshade~Heronflight, you’re not supposed to be using the speakers or the monitors… Isole forbade it. And surely there are those there, that will remind you of that.

Heronflight~Yes. But, I have no supervision!

Gingerclaw~Who, in what demented mindset allowed you to be by yourself?

Heronflight~Redclove killed everyone. But yours truly and a few others, but they’re not here right now…

Quailfeather~Heronflight, then where are they?

*The flecked she-cat doesn’t answer for several long moments, before bursting out in almost maddening laughter. She then stops as suddenly and smiles before whispering into her mic.*

Heronflight~Let’s just say I’m going to love Treepelt torture those precious little fools you tried so desperately to save…

Heronflight~Also, Visitors, where’s the fourth one, ya’know the one that killed dear Redclove-AHHH

*The light gray she-cat is launched from her chair by a passing blur of various colors, most notably some kind of light brown tabby with splotches of other colors.*

Sagetail~Sparrowfoot!

???~You asked for me? And Sagetail, don’t worry, I’ll be in The Lighthouse before you know it! I found a lot of stuff-ugh!

*The tabby blur is launched back across the other side of the monitor, her tail catching the mic and knocking it over, there’s some kind of loud shriek of rage from Heronflight and garbled words that can’t really be made out, before the sound and monitor cuts off entirely.*

Sagetail~StarClan, let her be okay.

Duskclaw~I’m really confused now… Then what was that crazed she-cat ranting about?

Dustwing~Sparrowfoot might know more, we’ll have to see if she can communicate with us, when her mission is complete…

Willowtail~Who is this Treepelt though?

Nightshade~*Sighs.* An ex medicine-cat who deals with harming others more so than healing.

*Dustwing says nothing but merely snarls in response at such a notion even existing.*

Quailfeather~His work also isn’t pretty… He and Heronflight are also very odd friends, if you can call them that… So her remark is both terrifying and something of actual concern than the Visitors…

Gingerclaw~As for what you were saying about the words you’ve found… There probably is an underlying reason as to why it’s there, but we would need Rainfall…

Dragonclaw~Are we still trusting the Isole look-alike?

Rabbitspring~Of course, Rainfall may have some weird belief, but he must have a reason for it!

Amberfluff~Weird belief?

Wildface~Rainfall is apparently under some foolish notion that Isole can be redeemed.

Nightshade~There is no redeeming a cat like Isole, nor does he even want to be redeemed…

Ashfur III~I think we know why he might believe that…

Amberfluff~Yes, before Isole left he called Rainfall, brother.

Rabbitspring~That just makes everything sadder in hindsight!

Rabbitspring~Of course, Rainfall wouldn’t want to give up on his kin…

Tangletalon~Kin or no kin, he has to see there’s no redeeming a cat like that. And either way, Rainfall is the key out of here. We just have to find his body…

*The dark brown tabby looks as though she is about to fall asleep on her own feet again, the sudden stress of the events has probably worn out all the living cats.*

Dustwing~Let us speak again, when we are less exhausted, and Rainfall can join us. Hopefully by then, Quietsong will awaken.

Duskclaw~Our questions will actually be answered this time.

*The Spirits slowly fade away, Rabbitspring stays but a few more moments to stare at Quietsong. Her frightful but still angry blue eyes then settle on the brown tabby tom.*

Rabbitspring~Look after him, I don’t want Quietsong joining me in the afterlife… Make him well.

*The fluffy she-cat disappears before Dustwing can respond. The medicine cat then let outs a sigh. However, before anything can be said, the camera goes black, likely as a result to the fierce battle within the control room… Outside The Lighthouse, loud enough to illuminate the dark building, a foreboding bolt of lightning strikes the roof.*