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Snowdrift licked Shadekit between her ears. He'd bring his daughter back to Brightfern soon, after he found out whether his other daughter had been carried to the makeshift area safely. Meanwhile Maplepaw nodded from where she was talking with Fawnpaw. "You're probably right." --The mind is just a complicated machine 03:29, January 13, 2016 (UTC)
Falconheart felt her brother's fur against her in her dream, their bond increasing as they talked quietly. The tabby knew he was letting her press onto his fur. "This storm may change how you think for a while. But it won't change your personality. Just remain my positive sister, and I'm plenty happy." His voice...oh how she missed it. It was soft, soothing, calming...It told her to get better, be better, so she wouldn't let her precious brother down.  10:24, January 13, 2016 (UTC)
Rapidstream sat vigil for Owlwing. ---- Violetheart named her kits, Stoatkit and Ferretkit, for their personalities. --- Birchheart helped Icicleleap build a nest.  14:27, January 13, 2016 (UTC)
Fawnpaw didn't rely for a while, and then flicked her tail at Birchheart and Icicleleap building a nest together. "...Should we help with the warriors, building nests?" --The mind is just a complicated machine 19:38, January 13, 2016 (UTC)
Birchheart nodded, with a tuft of moss sticking to her nose. "Yes, that's a good idea." --- Ferretkit mewed, he began to crawl out from Violetheart's tail.  23:37, January 13, 2016 (UTC)
Brightshine padded out of the nursery and pressed her nose in Nightshade's fur. Floria Tosca 23:43, January 13, 2016 (UTC)
Nightshade purred and licked Brightshine's ear.  23:45, January 13, 2016 (UTC)
Brightshine looked lovingly at her mate. "The storm will end, and we can have kits!" she spoke out loud. Floria Tosca 23:59, January 13, 2016 (UTC)
Nightshade's purr fadded a little when he remembered his first kits, who were murdered by their mother, his former mate. He pushed the thought away and purred again. That won't happen again, Brightshine's not evil like Scarlet. "That sounds nice."  00:03, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Maplepaw nodded, and the two she-cats got up and started looking for moss. ---- Rainpaw returned to the makeshift camp, deciding he'd calmed down enough now. --The mind is just a complicated machine 01:12, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
(is Scarlet based off of WOF Scarlet??? sorry i can't help but ask) Falconheart woke up as her brother pressed his fur to hers for one last time in that dream, blinking and still finding her son and daughter beside her. "'At least the storm's done.."  01:29, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Copperdusk had sat vigil for Palepaw, her foster daughter, and now the deputy was getting together a few warriors and apprentices - mainly ones who were doing nothing, and not grieving - to help sort out the makeshift camp. --The mind is just a complicated machine 01:35, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
(yeah, I named her after Queen Scarlet, and part of her personality is based off her) Icicleleap yanked moss out of the ground.  01:49, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Fawnpaw found some moss, and she and Maplepaw worked together to get it out of the ground. --The mind is just a complicated machine 02:31, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Cypresspaw sat still, his head bowed in silence. Palepaw was practically a full-blooded sister to him, and now she was gone...and they never got to finish that race.---- Stormstar helped make nests. 02:54, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Falconheart couldn't bring herself to do anything, so she and her two kits grieved.  02:59, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Blazefire had finished a few nests, and offered them to the queens.  Lost souls in reverie 03:19, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Stormstar pricked his ears as Hiddenshade approached him, dropping a few pieces of soggy fresh kill at his paws. "...It was all I could save before I left camp," the former leader rumbled, closing his eyes. The current leader let out a soft sigh. "It's better than nothing. As of right now, hunting wouldn't be the best of options, we can't risk losing anymore lives." 03:21, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Plus, the population of the prey has been damaged, she wanted to say, but knew that her disposition didn't allow her to butt in.  Lost souls in reverie 03:25, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
The dark tabby leader closed his eyes once more. "Besides, it's getting late, we best finish up these nests and get some sleep, it's been a long day. Queens and elders eat first, naturally." 03:27, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Blazefire shoved her final nest into place and stepped back, suddenly being swamped by exhaustion. Her shock was wearing off, and now she could feel her throbbing limbs, stinging cuts, and aching heart.  Lost souls in reverie 03:28, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
After giving out orders and finishing up a few nests, Stormstar rose to his paws and stalked off to find his mate. He was growing worried about her. 03:33, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Blazefire closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. Panic settled in as she wondered about her mother, and how ashamed she was of her actions. If Redriver died... '' Lost souls in reverie 03:34, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Detecting his mate's uncomfort, Stormstar gently brushed against Blazefire's side to sit down beside her. "Something wrong, Blazefire?" He asked softly. "And be honest." 03:37, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Maplepaw and Fawnpaw made a couple of nests. ---- Copperdusk made a few nests as well, in between ordering bored warriors to do duties. --The mind is just a complicated machine 03:38, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
"My... mother..." she chocked out, struggling not to wail. " I- when I left- I told her I wasn't her daughter anymore. If she..." Blazefire trailed off, eyes filling with anguish. Lost souls in reverie 03:41, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
The leader gave her a small nudge, his blue eyes filled with sympathy. "I'm sure she knew that you didn't mean it...I bet she understood that you were very upset when you left." He then let out a soft snort, raising his pale nose slightly. "Besides, if you get your toughness from her, I'm pretty sure she sent that twister a'running." 03:43, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
She purred weakly at the joke, but it didn't seem to lift her spirits. " You don't know my mother. She- she's different." The tabby pressed her muzzle into Stormstar's fur, then drew back. " You've got a cut there. Hold on, I got this." A twinkle rose to her eye as she chewed up golden rod and applied it to the wound. " At your service."  Lost souls in reverie 03:47, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Stormstar's blue eyes glinted slightly, and he pressed himself closer to the ginger molly. "Well, I didn't know that I got a mate and a medicine cat," he replied softly, shifting his gaze to the sky. "...I don't know her, but she's got to be strong. Maybe strong-headed as well, but I'm more than certain you'll meet her again, maybe at a Gathering." 03:48, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
"... hopefully. I- I feel like she'll survive," she said, but her words were empty. "... so many died today..." Lost souls in reverie 03:51, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Swanpaw finally drew away from her mother, instead going over to Sunrisepaw, who was pacing because she didn't know of her fried brother. (yep, friiiiiedddd)  11:23, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
(oooomg) Beetlepaw and Sedgepaw, after silently grieving for their father - his body hadn't been retrieved, so they couldn't sit vigil for him, and they were yet to hear of their mother's death - started to help the warriors with making the makeshift camp. --The mind is just a complicated machine 19:36, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Moss padded quietly out of the makeshift camp, her ears flattened with grief. She had tried so hard to save them all from the crushing trees and the blinding debris... but it was all in vain. Nothing could be done for them now. She searched the tall grass for some undamaged herbs; all her supplies had been blown away in the funnel. She picked as many plants as she could and went to find Mintfrost.
Aureolering found Falconheart sitting quietly with her kits, and without a word, she lay beside the tabby she-cat and silently comforted her. Falconheart's pain was so strong in Aureolering's chest, she could hardly bear it, but she did not move.
Moonpaw stood beside Redfeather, his head drooping like a wilted daisy petal. My home is gone... everything is all gone... was all that went through his mind. He pressed his ears against his mentor's fur. Lost in the Darkness... 20:10, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
" I found these," Blazefire said to Moss, showing her the herbs she'd taken with her. " I took them as we left."  Lost souls in reverie 20:27, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Snowdrift gave Shadekit back to Brightfern so that she could look after her, before the warrior started helping out with duties. He'd been feeling bad since Covesplash's death, and he couldn't help but believe that it had all been his fault. --The mind is just a complicated machine 20:48, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Moss sniffed the herbs. "Thank you, Blazefire." She said wearily. "You really are a FlameClan warrior, no matter what they say." She gathered the herbs into a bundle and padded away. Lost in the Darkness... 21:00, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Redfeather's body looked peaceful, but the terror had not left her sightless eyes. She was scared for her clan. Even from StarClan she'd be watching. Floria Tosca 21:15, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Frozenstream nudged his son as he joined the rest of the warriors. "You alright there, Snowdrift...?" --The mind is just a complicated machine 21:40, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Birchheart left Icicleleap to finish some of the nests they'd been building. She padded out of their makeshift camp and sat down with a long sigh. --- Icicleleap had made a nest for Violetheart and her kits. Ferretkit mewled loudly, a piece of bracken stuck to his paw.  21:42, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
"...Yeah, I'm fine, Dad, stop fussing over me," Snowdrift sighed as he put some finishing touches to a nest. ---- Frozenstream looked doubtful. "...You sure? You don't seem right." --The mind is just a complicated machine 21:44, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Birchheart stared out into the land, dripping wet. She thought of her brother, who had left the Clan when Birchheart got her scar. Anger at his reason of leaving boiled up in her but it didn't last long, it was covered up with grief. Even though you left because you didn't want to be seen with me... I'll always love you... and I hope your okay...  21:47, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Snowdrift nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine." ---- Maplepaw yawned: she was starting to get tired. --The mind is just a complicated machine 21:50, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Birchheart dug her claws into the ground and shredded a ball of moss. But I hate you too and really don't care about you.  21:58, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Falconheart sighed. "...There's nothing you can do to help." She paused to take a breath and then continued, "I've lost my mate and my daughter, and my son's lost his friend." She turned her gaze to the white she-cat. "I can't help but feel like I should've done more."  22:46, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Moss's words sent a warm feeling down her tired body. Blazefire closed her eyes for a moment, swaying on her feet, and then collapsed into the nest nearest to her. Her head throbbed, but she was too tired to pay it any attention. Within moments, the tabby was asleep.  Lost souls in reverie 23:01, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Sunkit padded up to Falconheart with big, green eyes. "I know what it's like to loose a mommy," she whispered. "But I have a mommy now. Bwightfewn is the best mothew I could evew have. I love her. It huwts at the stawt, but then it gets bettew." Floria Tosca 23:06, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
In her dreamscape, the ginger tabby was on a rainswept field. The water soaked into her paws, and a disproportionate funnel churned in the distance. Blazefire shivered, feeling detatched from her true self in this dream. She knew she should run, but somehow couldn't make herself do so. The funnel spun closer and closer, and Blazefire closed her eyes, preparing for death. Just before the roaring winds would spin her away into a vortex of nothing, they died and appeared as a young seal-point she-cat.  Lost souls in reverie 23:23, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Falconheart held in a hiss. "It's not the same."  23:24, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
Sunkit's green eyes blazed. "I might of not known her but she was my mother!" she retorted. Sunkit looked at her. "I don't know what a mate can be like, now chiwdwen. But I know what love is." Sunkit placed her muzzle to Falconheart's ear. "Love will always win," she whispered. Floria Tosca 23:28, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
"You'll learn about more ways to love later," Falconheart grunted. "My mother is long gone, and same with my father. They're gone, I'm older, I can focus on having a family other than my parents and siblings. You will learn of this love later, much like I have, and having kits may just be the best time of your life." She sighed and felt her son slip away. "Please leave him to grieve; he has lost someone close to him."  23:42, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
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Bitterness filled Blazefire's throat as she met the amber eyes, amber eyes full of wisdom and love and regret and laughter. "You didn't have to die," she croaked. Palepaw inclined her head slightly. " It was time for me to join our ancestors. I am proud that my Clan survived, and I hope you will call it home," the she-cat said, voice echoing strangely. " I want you to care for your Clanmates- they are yours now- as I would have done. Comfort my friend. Tell him I am watching over him, but he is not ready to see me yet." Warmth and light filled Blazefire as Palepaw disappeared in a burst of starlight.  Lost souls in reverie 23:50, January 14, 2016 (UTC)
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