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Post by ☾ѕησσzє☽ on Feb 24, 2020 17:44:35 GMT -5
»𝔸𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕟𝕗𝕝𝕒𝕞𝕖 ♦𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 aether 's Rabbitspring ♦𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕡/𝕞𝕖𝕕𝕚𝕔𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕥'𝕤 𝕕𝕖𝕟
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She looked around her as what she can only describe as chaos consumed the camp. A fire? Where? Her eyes went to the entrance but she knew deep down that it was nearing them. Cats would have to escape the camp, she considered her options for a few moments before flinging herself further into the camp. "Rabbitspring, we have to do something, we are warriors...we can't just stand around!" She called over her shoulder, turning to the medicine cat's den. She didn't know if Koipaw and Gingerlily were inside but she knew some warriors had to be after the events of today. Pelts blurred around her as she made a mad dash to the den. When she finally arrived at the entrance, she peered inside. With her good eye she spotted Swampshade and Echodove. "Swampshade, Echodove...you guys need to go I think." Adrenaline was shooting through her veins now as she went deeper inside, the herbs...did they have any? She couldn't see Koipaw anywhere, did the apprentice run off with them already?
{I hope I read the room right about the fire LOL}
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Post by Feathertalon on Feb 24, 2020 20:41:32 GMT -5
hey guys, sorry for not being on all day, had some unexpected traveling to do i'll get replies up in an hour or two hopefully! mizzoctaviasad to see you go, but thanks for letting us know! we hope to see you again in the future, and you're always more than welcome to rejoin when you have time c':
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Post by Feathertalon on Feb 24, 2020 22:40:17 GMT -5
Batwhisker » Since taking the poppy seeds Gingerlily had given him earlier Batwhisker had been out. Poppy seeds had always easily knocked him out, and he slept rather heavily while they were in his system as well. He was peacefully curled up asleep in his nest, unaware that anything was even going on. The black tomcat wasn’t even aware that his companion Doveheart had made her way over to him to check up on him. He very well could have remained asleep if not for the crashing roll of thunder overhead.
Jarred awake rather rudely thanks to nature itself, Batwhisker jumped up to his paws in his fight, fur on edge and bristled up like pine needles. Pain from his injuries ran through his body, causing him to wince, but the fear from the crash had him ignoring the soreness in his body.
The only thing stopping him from panicking and running off somewhere was the sight of Doveheart. His eyes were large and round with fright, but he managed to calm down just enough to keep himself in place as he looked at the molly. ”Doveheart, are you...are you okay?” Her nest wasn’t that far away, but why was she up on her paws when she should be resting? What if she hurt her leg more than it already was? There was more concern for her than he had for himself. She needed to be resting, not coming over and checking up on him.
Another rumble caught his attention. Rather than fear gripping him he felt a wave of confusion rush over him. ”Was that...thunder?” He asked slowly.
That’s when something bigger than just thunder caught his attention.
A scent sharp and putrid rolled its way into the medicine cat den. It overpowered even the strongest smell of herbs and had Batwhisker’s throat tightening just at the mere thought of it.
Then came the rushed, worried voices of his Clanmates entering his ears.
It didn’t take long for the tom to put two and two together.
He turned back to look at Doveheart, panic apparent in his gaze. ”There must be a fire coming!”
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Post by aether on Feb 24, 2020 22:40:26 GMT -5
[ Yoo! Just got home from work so gonna post replies ]
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Post by Weaselstar on Feb 24, 2020 22:41:09 GMT -5
Kool. ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Feb 24, 2020 22:41:51 GMT -5
Applestar » There was another loud rumble of thunder and then a blinding strike of lightning that followed. Applestar thought nothing of it other than that she was ready to hear back to camp before both Shysong and her were soaked. Rain was already coming down and her thick pelt was absorbing it, but if she got back to camp in time she could get away without being completely drenched to the bone.
Another light on the near horizon caught Applestar’s attention. She merely thought it was another lightning strike until she realized the light wasn’t fading into the darkness and instead it was only growing closer and larger.
Realization came with the company of panic. ”There shouldn’t be a fire,” Applestar breathed. ”Not when there’s rain…” But the grasses had been so dry and brittle. They didn’t have enough time to soak in the rain before the lightning hit and ignited their weakened stalks. Now there was a fire building and it was heading right toward camp.
Instantly Applestar shot forward, the urge to protect her Clan coursing through her veins. Even in the face of fire she would do all she could to help the cats she vowed to protect. She had multiple lives to give them, they only had one.
As she rushed back to camp, she shot a panicked look toward Shysong when she noticed the lilac molly rushing back to camp as well. ”Shysong, head away from the fire, don’t go to camp!” But it seemed like she was too late. Shysong was quicker than Applestar, the leader’s muscular frame not allowing her to move as quickly as somebody with a sleek, lithe build. She was still going to try her best in getting Shysong away from camp, but she had to also focus on saving her entire Clan.
Pushing on until she made it to the entrance of the tunnel, Applestar skidded to a halt once she had entered camp. ”Cats of WhisperClan, we must evacuate camp now! Head for the Thicket, stick together and help one another out!”
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Post by Weaselstar on Feb 24, 2020 22:56:01 GMT -5
Weaselpaw
Weaselpaw had at first thought the rain was a resolution! The grass was getting so dry and they really needed this. However, that didn’t last long as Applestar came running out of the leader’s den to tell to evacuate camp. “WHAT?” he yelled. Weaselpaw looked around frantically. The smoke was sorounding him now and his lungs felt like they were on fire. Weaselpaw looked around for anything, anything that would help him leave this. Weaselpaw coughed, then saw a patch of grass that he recognized. ‘The trail!!’ He thought as he ran over to it. He thought he was gonna be safe but the a tree fell in front of him. ‘No!’ Weaselpaw tried to jump over it but he couldn’t see and slipped. He landed with a thud and he felt drowsy. ‘STAY AWAKE’ he told himself. Weaselpaw felt a jab of pain that shook him awake and he noticed a branch had pierced his hind leg. The pain was more than anything he ever felt before and he felt thankful as it kept him awake. Weaselpaw tugged at his leg but it was no use, he couldn’t breath, he was drowsy and he just felt like going to sleep. Weaselpaw gave a final ditch effort and hauled himself up. Weaselpaw leaped to his left and fell in a patch of grass, fire burning at his back side. Weaselpaw felt himself slipping away, and he fell into a slumber.
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Post by 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 on Feb 24, 2020 23:11:46 GMT -5
// Weaselstar since Weasel passed out and Betta is about to go in, would you mind if Betta managed to bring Weasel out? Maybe Snow could stay at his side afterwards :00 If not it's all good
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Post by Weaselstar on Feb 24, 2020 23:17:58 GMT -5
Sure! He didn’t die. Lol)
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Post by aether on Feb 24, 2020 23:48:25 GMT -5
Foxpounce ;; Camp ;; Whiteshell ;; Voidastral ;;
Foxpounce grunted his agreement. The storm was certainly making him feel uneasy, which in turn was making him feel all the more pessimistic. She mentioned that it wasn't enough to ruin her mood - but evidently, it was enough to ruin his mood. He rested his chin on his paws and stared with heated eyes towards the well-worn tunnel that was the exit to camp. He sighed heavily, "I think that the storm is-" He didn't get to finish his sentence before he heard desperate yowls from outside the camp, then Bettastrike appeared - yowling about fire. Fire? Foxpounce was on his paws in a heart beat, his fur bristling and his lips curled as though he would be able to fight the fire with his claws.
Sedgetail raced past him and he could smell her fear scent as she skid into the medicine cats den. Foxpounce turned to Whiteshell, "Well, let's go!" He snapped at her, just in time for Applestar to burst through the tunnel and proclaim they needed to escape for the thicket. Foxpounce bounded forward a few steps before he whipped to ensure Whiteshell was following. Out of the corner of his eyes, he could see Blackbird sprinting past to safety - her eyes wide with fear. The acrid scent of smoke began filling the tunnels and he hissed through gritted teeth.
Stromfrost ;; Camp ;; Mothflight ;; brambleflight ;;
Stormfrost felt his body freeze as Bettastrike and Sedgetail fell through the entrance tunnel. The news of fire made his heart lurch. He wanted to bound to safety, but he felt as though his paws were rooted in place - as through the dirt below him had grown tendrils that wrapped around his legs and prevented him from moving. The tom - of great size and great bravery - was frozen with fear. His yellow eyes were wide as suns and he was sure the he would have stayed like that until the fires swallowed him, if it weren't for a cat brushing past him as they escaped. He stumbled forward a few paces, then turned his head to look back - his large body trembling. It seemed strange for the tom to be so fearful of the flames when he generally seemed so stoic, but fire was unpredictable, and they were completely at the mercy of the burning tendrils as they licked closer.
He finally moved. Scrambling after Mothflight as the smoke began to haze into the clan tunnels. "Is there anyone in there?" He yowled with a quivering voice, squinting as he caught sight of Mothflight inside the warriors den. "Mothflight - is there anyone in there?"
Rabbitspring ;; Camp ;; Ashenflame ;; ☾ѕησσzє☽ ;;
Just like everyone else, Rabbitspring froze as the words of 'fire' and 'run' were yowled into the previously peaceful camp. It happened so quickly - cats erupted in fearful yowls, and their bodies weaved around each other as they raced to the entrance of camp, following Applestar's orders of escaping to the thicket. Rabbitspring readied himself to bound towards the entrance, but paused when Ashenflame's call touched his ears. He turned back and watched her figure go in the opposing direction to those who were racing away - she disappeared into the medicine cats den, and Rabbitspring scrambled after her. The acrid tang of smoke hit the roof of his mouth and his nose scrunched in an attempt to expel the scent from his nostrils.
He coughed as he reached her side and peered into the den. He spotted watched as the she-cat spoke hurriedly to Echodove and Swampshade, and he yowled to Doveheart and Batwhisker, "You two! We need to leave right now!"
"Ashenflame, we need to get out too!" Rabbitspring squinted. The smoke was growing and it stung his eyes in a way he'd never experienced. "I'll help you, come on!" He touched his nose to her ear tip before walking ahead, turning his head to ensure she was following.
Doveheart ;; Medicine Cats Den ;; Batwhisker ;; Feathertalon ;;
Doveheart shook her head in response to Batwhisker's concerned question, she waved it off with flick of her tail. She was fine. If she could stand - which she could, even if it was barely standing - and she could see, breath, and hear than she considered herself lucky and healthy. As the grey haze of smoke drifted among the camp, Doveheart let out a cough and she scrunched her nose in distaste. "Batwhisker, we have to leave!" She wheezed, and hardly noticed as Ashenflame and Rabbitspring bounded into the den. She limped heavily, exhaustion causing her uninjured three limbs to be stiff, but she pushed her head against Batwhisker's side and nudged him. "Can you walk? We can't be caught in here!" The tunnels they called camp were an excellent form of shelter and protection, but as smoke filled the air, she realised its flaw. There was no where for them to run and hide inside. They could only escape.
Fear racked through her muscles, but just like against the fox, she was headstrong. She would not let her fear show through when they needed to escape first. She couldn't let it.
She continued her tragic limp forward a few paces, but ended up letting out a hiss and falling onto Batwhisker's shoulder. The smoke was only increasing, confusing her senses, and she struggled to scramble and straighten up again.
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Post by Weaselstar on Feb 24, 2020 23:59:36 GMT -5
Ya’ll better hurry, Weaselpaw is becoming a chicken nugget! Lol)
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Post by brambleflight on Feb 25, 2020 0:32:10 GMT -5
Mothflight - Camp - w/ aether 's Stormfrost Panic filled the molly's chest as she ducked into the warrior den. "There's a fire! Everyone needs to get out!" She yowled blindly into the den before even checking if anyone was in there. However, from what she could make out, there was nothing more than empty nests in front of her. The smoke that was seeping into the tunnels was already making it difficult to see and she could feel her eyes getting dried from the smokey air. Her head whipped around as she suddenly heard Stormfrost's voice calling her. In her rush to the den, she hadn't bothered to keep track of the tom so his reappearance caught her slightly off guard. "I don't see anyone." she answered the tom as she bounded over to rejoin him. "I think everyone's out of this part of the camp and we should get moving too." There was a hint of anxiousness in her voice. As quick as she had been to make sure all her clanmates were aware of the danger, she also felt her own fear tugging at her, telling her to run as fast as she could away from the danger.
Slipping out of the tunnel, her pale green eyes flickered briefly over the cats that were darting out of the camp. While she had missed Applestar's words on where to go, she did pick up that her clanmates were moving with a clear destination in mind. "Come on, Stormfrost, let's follow the others!" she meowed over her shoulder to the tom, giving him a fearful look about what laid waiting for them outside of the camp.
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Post by 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 on Feb 25, 2020 1:16:12 GMT -5
Snowpaw - Warrior Apprentice ☾ѕησσzє☽ 's Lochpaw Weaselstar 's Weaselpaw @tamarisk's Rillwatcher
Her round orbs watched her mentor with pure excitement and utter admiration—he was her idol. She wanted to be just as strong and brave as him someday, and although she was getting close to developing her own sense of emotions, Snowpaw still found herself attempting with all her might to impress her mentor. It didn't take much to gain a word of wisdom from Rillwatcher though. He was just as loving as any mentor could be, and should could tell that his words were genuine when he complimented her abilities to being a warrior. "Ah. I'm sorry Rill! At least you got some relaxation in." Her voice squeaked with delight and optimism. The tabby she-cat was always looking for the best in others, and it wasn't hard for her to spot some light in the darkness. With a small smile, the huntress spoke with tease laced into her vocals. "I know I can be a pain sometimes."
Suddenly, the lightning strike over their system of tunnels crackled and roared—along with the loud, continuous thunder. Snowpaw flinched—rather unprepared for such an obnoxious noise. The juvenile's ears twitched as she looked around their shared base, before there was sudden hissing and popping from a growing fire. Suddenly, her rounded ears caught the faint calling of two toms, which made her grow uneasy and crouch to the ground—and immediately, Bettastrike arrived with Sedgetail close behind, and her eyes widened at the sudden news. When Applestar came in and called for the final order—Snowpaw gently nudged Weaselpaw and Lochpaw, before looking to her mentor for guidance—although she knew to go to the thicket, she wanted to make sure he was nearby, but as the flames crashed through their protection, Snowpaw let out a mewl of surprise and began to make her way out the camp to join the other felines making their way to their settled destination.
OOC: I'll post Betta's tomorrow c;
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Post by cowbird on Feb 25, 2020 7:05:42 GMT -5
VoidastralStonehawk hauled his side of the bird, feeling guilty that he managed to extinghuish down the tom's hopefulness. He was right after all- prey this large being in a area as abandonned and destroyed would be seen as a sign by many in the clan. Stonehawk just hoped they were right for all their sakes.
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Post by Voidastral on Feb 25, 2020 11:29:53 GMT -5
Whiteshell
The she-cat was quick to her paws, looking around. She knew the elders had left earlier. Oh no, she could only hope they'd be okay. Perhaps they were far enough off now to be safe. She didn't say much, following after Foxpounce, breaking into a sprint. The smell of smoke began to fill the usually clean air within the tunnels. Hot and unpleasant.
Beetlejaw
The tom nodded, though as the two neared camp, the tom turned back, wide eyed, he could hear the yowls of cats fleeing camp anx the surrounding area. Oh no no no. "No no, oh starclan, no we have to turn back, theres a fire." How could they be blessed with a pheasant yet cursed with a fire!!
((I may kill off Flamestep and Coarse? I like coarse but shes pretty old so I dont think she'd be able to escape the fire well.
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Post by Feathertalon on Feb 25, 2020 12:11:04 GMT -5
Can’t make it all fancy right now but here’s a quick reply! and it’ll be sad seeing coarse and flame go, but cats do gotta die I suppose ;v; —-
The fire had yet to reach the camp. The tunnel system made for gold protection from a surface flame, but what it wasn’t good at protecting from was the smoke billowing into the camp faster than most cats could escape from it. There was no way for the smoke to go out now that it was in, and already Batwhisker couldn’t get a single breath of air that wasn’t mostly smoke.
The harsh fumes had his eyes watering. The taste on his tongue had him coughing, and his lungs were crying for pure air. He didn’t know if he could make it out with his injuries, but he knew that if anything he was going to see to it that Doveheart would escape and survive this tragedy. ”I can walk,” he answered, voice a mere wheeze as more smoke entered his lungs. ”You should lean on me.” Batwhisker was fully aware that hurrying to get out of camp would only put a strain on Doveheart’s injured leg. He didn’t want her hurting herself even more, and he for sure didn’t want her to cause the wound to start bleeding again. If Gingerlily couldn’t save any of her herbs before the camp became too dangerous to stay in then Doveheart’s wound would be open to all kinds of infection.
Speaking of the medicine cat, Batwhisker could just barely hear her underneath the roaring in his ears. ”Come on, we need to get out!” Just barely out of the corner of his eye he was able to see the medicine cat helping Antpaw out of the den, but it was clear she was looking for more of her patients to help as well.
Between Gingerlily, Rabbitspring, and Ashenflame, Batwhisker felt like they could evacuate the crowded den. He held steady even as Doveheart fell onto his shoulder, adrenaline keeping him on his paws and moving. ”I got you,” he coughed out, managing a quick touch of his nose to Doveheart’s ear before helping her out of the den and, hopefully, out of camp before it was too late.
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Post by cowbird on Feb 25, 2020 13:29:07 GMT -5
Rainberry pelted through the tunnels, her pelt singed as she shot toward the exit. The smoke engulfed her lungs, slower her down as she twisted about, using her now sore nose to find the clean air of the outside. A crash sounds ahead of her and a fiery branch blazed in front of her. She stalled her desperate escape, feeling a sense of utter despair. VoidastralStonehawk was conflicted as the raging fire neared the camp and cats raced out, pelts burned and bristled. Should the abandoned the prey? Or should they forge into the blazing camp? Beetlejaw didn't look so sure either and Stonehawk knew there was no time to waste. Quickly, he ripped at the earth and shoved the pheasant in the shallow hole and covered it. "Lets go!" he meowed loudly and raced down.
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Post by Voidastral on Feb 25, 2020 13:32:04 GMT -5
Beetlejaw
The tom watched his clanmate act quickly. He took a moment to properly respond, scrambling after Stonehawk. Oh starclan, save them. Please. Or maybe this was a punishment. Oh, he didn't have time to think about that right now. The tom followed his peer's lead.
((The elders are still out at warm rocks. So honestly, most of them may be safe. Coarse can survive the fire but the journey may kill her.
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Post by cowbird on Feb 25, 2020 13:38:53 GMT -5
VoidastralStonehawk thundered down to the burning tree, leaping over branches caught in flames. He was initially confused at why he was running toward the danger and why he was leading his clanmate to it but then it hit him. Rainberry! The speed of his heart shot up as he thought of his littermate and frantically began running about, calling out her name in desperation she'll be somewhere. He tripped over a rock and slammed into the heated ground and felt the flames burst overhead, a searing pain digging in his shoulders. He crouched for a second and then turned back, searching in the smoke for Beetlejaw.
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Post by brambleflight on Feb 25, 2020 14:55:23 GMT -5
Littlethorn - Thicket - open The tiny she-cat had been alone traveling through the thicket when she saw the lightning flash and the smoke of the fire that started soon after. What had once been peaceful droplets of rain had now turned into a nightmare. Fearfully, the small, brown she-cat crouched in the thicket, frozen with fear unsure what to do about it. She wanted to help her clanmates. She wanted to make sure her friends and loved ones made it out ok. But she couldn't summon the courage to move. For a cat that so desperately longed to be strong, she was quite cowardice. A certain tom and incident in the past crossed her mind and she took in a deep breath. My clan might need me. I can just cowar here! She inwardly snapped at herself. Finally summoning what courage she could, the Littlethorn finally moved from her place of hiding and began to race towards the camp, unaware that she would actually be crossing paths with her clanmates soon enough as they charged towards the thicket.
Maskedfrost - Territory - open Having been near the camp entrance, Maskedfrost was one of the first to hear the yelling and one of the first to evacuate under the order's of Applestar. As the instinct to flee overtook him, the tom didn't bother to double back into the camp to help others. It wasn't because he was as cold as his name made him out to be but simply because to him, there was no point in it. The fire would spread fast and their camp would soon fill with smoke. Anyone that needed help, needed it from the warriors near them not far off ones. He gave a small cough he inhaled some of the smoke. Pushing onward, the tom charged towards the thicket with blind hope and trust in his leader.
Pollenbreeze - Camp - Open Pollenbreeze coughed as more smoke began to filter into the camp and with it, her lungs. She hadn't left yet. While her clanmates rushed around, she was attempting to look for her siblings. The rain hadn't been a blessing, but instead just another curse! There wasn't doubt in the she-cat's mind now that StarClan had abandoned them. Rage filled her more than the fear she felt over their home being destroyed. The calico dug her claws into the ground and surveyed the camp again in an attempt to find her family Unfortunately with the smoke, it was getting more difficult to see as well as focus her gaze as her eyes got dry faster. As much as she wanted to, she wouldn't be able to find them in this mess. The warrior let out a frustrated hiss and turned to evacuate with the rest of the fleeing cats. She darted for the exit of camp, hoping that her siblings made it out as well. Hope. It was the only thing she had left now that StarClan had turned on them.
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Post by Weaselstar on Feb 25, 2020 16:54:18 GMT -5
The tension!!!! ;-
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Post by Weaselstar on Feb 25, 2020 16:54:28 GMT -5
The tension!!!! ;-; )
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Post by aether on Feb 25, 2020 19:55:57 GMT -5
[ bramble and quaill I will be later today to reply! Going out to the city with a friend today Cx ]
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Post by Tamarisk on Feb 25, 2020 22:32:48 GMT -5
(( Feathertalon how far did Applestar's voice carry? Was it possible that Rill heard it? ))
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Post by Feathertalon on Feb 26, 2020 0:32:00 GMT -5
ooo, i'd say it's possible if you want him to hear her!
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