🌳OakClan - The Resilient and Brave (ACTIVE members needed!)

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( Cardinalsong I was thinking Whiteraven could rescue Bramblekit? XD Like a Firestar and Brambleclaw rescue moment when he saved him from the fire as a kit. )

Quietwillow didn't stop to respond, instead helping the nearest kits out of the den by quickly grabbing them by the scruff and hoisting them up and away from the rising waters. Whiteraven moved to do the same.

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Lionpaw and Icepaw pressed close together, with Lionpaw still shaking and Icepaw blinking water out of his stinging eyes. Lionpaw cast Ferndapple a startled look, his eyes still wide with fear as he stammered. "It's ok... we're ok..." As he silently hoped that everybody would be safe.

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Fernbreeze hissed and ducked into the water as his head vanished, staying close to the elder as she pulled him out. She noticed a fallen branch, one from farther out of camp, which the water had picked up. "Swim for the branch!" She said as she felt the water pick her off her feet, before her own head briefly went under, and she resurfaced, gasping for air and blinking rapidly as water got in her eyes.

Fernbreeze cast him an angered glare before she paddled on, flinching as stray twigs raked against her pelt as she swam. She reached it first and, thrusting her claws into the air, quickly shoved them into the bark in a rapid motion, and pulled herself up and over, coughing up some water she's nearly choked on as she did so.

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Lionpaw stared at her for a few more minutes, but he wasn't really focused; this was the young tom's first sight of a strong storm. Not many things frightened him, and he knew, if he has still be down there, he probably would've frozen up like Ferndapple had. He tried to calm down, but felt himself pressing up against the back of the hollow and taking in deep, panicked breaths.

Icepaw meanwhile, after recovering himself, went to the edge, looking down to Boldpaw and Flurrypaw. Worry was in his wide, frightened blue eyes as he cried aloud. "Hurry!"

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Smallnose had reached the nursery, but, seeing cats already had most of the queens and kits, as well as other cats struggling, she swam aside to help Ravenheart, as he suddenly yelped and was pulled under water. She let out a startled squeak as only his muzzle resurfaced and, taking in a deep breath, dove under the water, finding that a fallen branch that had washed into camp at trapped him. She helped him shove it off and they swam together in a hurry away, with Smallnose supporting Ravenheart as it had managed to hit his bad leg.

Pebbleclaw winced as he followed after her and stray twigs scratched his sides. He grew weaker as the neared the branch, breathing heavy as he finally dug his claws into it. He pulled himself up half way and then stop as exhaustion hit him.

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Ferndapple looked over at Lionpaw, who now appeared to be worse than her as his own panic set in. She leaned over and nudged his shoulder gently. “It’ll be ok... It’ll be ok...” She whispered, both trying to calm him down as well as herself. “We’ve faced a flood before...” She reminded herself quietly before her gaze flickered over to Icepaw. She frowned as he called down to the cats below and hoped that they would be alright.

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With the kits and queens taken care of, Gingerspots moved on. He swam through the water, hissing as a rock hit against his side and nearly sent him under. He spotted Brightwhisker and quickly change his direction and headed for the warrior. “Come on! Let’s go!” He urged her towards the nearest tree.

Gingerfoot was frantically trying to help get her clanmates to safety. She had learned she was expecting kits, and that only amped up her emotions. Now, among the fray of the panicking cats around her, she searched for Hawkfeather. Between the noise of the flood and the screeches of her clanmates, the ginger she-cat's one good ear was overwhelmed, and her vision was hampered by the amount of movement and spray from the water gushing around her paws. She couldn't spot the tabby tom anywhere, and her chest tightened with worry and fear. She hadn't told her mate the news yet, and didn't want to lose him before he even knew he was going to be a father.

Duskfeather began to panic as the water rose up around her. She stared frantically around, not sure what to do. Not now, Starclan! What about my unborn kits? She wanted to wail.

(Hey)

Gingerfoot followed her clanmates, her pelt plastered to her sides from the relentless flood. She had moved to the elders, trying to herd them along, but she was still painfully aware that she couldn't find Hawkfeather. What if he was swept away? What if this stress caused her to lose her kits? Her mind was spinning.

(Hey morning!)

Boldpaw leaned forward making the branch shake a little. "I-I don't know!" he wanted to pace in frustration but had no where to go. "So many cats need help and we're just sat here" he hissed as he glanced across the clearing. His gaze flicked across the cats below before landing on ruewhisker just as she disappears below the water's surface.

Ruewhisker gasped for breath as she disappeared below the water. Fear flooded through her as all she could think of was how if she died she was sure she wouldn't be going to Starclan. A fresh wave of fear hit her, even if I go to Starclan I can't face Hazelpaw!, she burst through the surface of the water before quickly disappearing back under.

(Hiya.)

Gingerfoot struggled against the rising waters, her slightly swollen belly making things difficult for her. That, coupled with her thick pelt, made her sink like a stone. Still, she fought the current, trying to get to safety.

(That's okay Cardinal! School should come first.
And sure Morning!)

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