Clove wrote:Larkkit stepped back, shock written clearly across her face. She hadn't expected to win so easily, she thought Emberpaw would have put up more of a fight. Shrugging her shoulders, she motioned to Coldnose, who still hadn't joined them at the foot of the tunnels before dipping into the swirling blackness. Using her sense of smell, she lead the patrol forwards.
Clove wrote: Willowkit at the mention of hearing her name spoken over OOC stumbled into shelter, still unable to see, but using her other senses to detect a way out of this danger. She'd walked right out into a Sandstorm. What will happen to me now? Where will I go? She whimpered, unable to help herself. Picking herself up, she forced her legs to keep moving. Sitting there moping wasn't going to accomplish anything, not that walking was either. Her spark of hope, no matter how tiny, was the only thing keeping her going. After walking a few tail lengths, she figured out that she was in some sort of cavern, or at least she thought she was. The rough stone walls slopped downward, so she could only assume she was moving into a tunnel. Her black and white pelt was clumped with sand, filling her eyes, ears, mouth and nose, so it wasn't intill she'd nearly bumped into him that she realized she wasn't the only one alone down here. "Get back!" She hissed, jumping backwards herself. She trembled with fear, unable to detect her opponent.
"Just go away!" The voice replied, followed by a few sobs, seemingly unfazed by Willowkit's outburst.
But wait..that wasn't just any old voice..that was.."Sandkit!" She exclaimed, recognizing the golden tom at once. "What are you doing down here?"
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