mods please lock

[dream.]

{Umm.... I'll try to come up with one}

[alyxmin]

( I dont know if i should make a omen for the thing that won on the poll or a diffrent thing XD )

[dream.]

{Do the flood one}

[alyxmin]

( im waiting for a medicine cat to join before a omen XD )

[deftonesly]

┌───────────────────────┐
Brookrush
Warrior
Age: 17 moons
Location: Heading back to camp; Lightclan camp
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Gingerpelt and Willowfeather
└───────────────────────┘

Brookrush nodded his head, glancing up at the ominous gray clouds, "I agree. Those clouds look nasty. Best to take shelter for now. Besides, another patrol can renew the markers tomorrow once this storm blows over." He then bounded after the she-cats, and reached the camp entrance. He flashed a thankful smile at Willowfeather for waiting up on him, and entered Lightclan's camp just in time to hear Waterstar tell them to eat and rest. "Thank you, Waterstar!" Brookrush called over his shoulder as he bounded over to the fresh-kill pile and selected a plump pigeon for himself. Hurrying a trying to escape the rain, the tabby then streaked across camp and into the den, more than ready for the comfort of his nest.

[parker;]

((recap?))

[dream.]

Willowfeather
After getting a mouse, she sat down in front of the warriors den, eating. She motioned for Brookrush to join her.

[alyxmin]

( A storms coming, and everybody has to stay in there nest with food, if theres a flood they will go into the warriors den, Since thats the best den that can survive a storm. )


Waterstar - '' Everybody, a storms coming so i suggest that you stay in your nest. '' she mewed before running into her nest. She had a mouse to eat. after she ate it she went to sleep. She had dreamed of water was everywhere. She heard the screaming of terror of her cats, but she couldn't move. She woke up and murmered. ''Just a dream..'' She wondered if it was a omen.


Gingerpelt - She quickly grabbed a vole and went into the warriors den. She ate it and closed her eyes, boredly.


Dovefur - He already ate so he just stayed in his nest.

[deftonesly]

┌───────────────────────┐
Brookrush
Warrior
Age: 17 moons
Location: Camp; Warriors den
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: OPEN
└───────────────────────┘

Brookrush settled down in his nest, which was thankfully in the middle of their den, farther away from the lashing rain outside. He ate his pigeon surrounded by the whispers of his clan mates and the subtle crunches of food as they too ate.

[dream.]

Willowfeather
Her pelt soaked, she padded into the den, lying on a nest next to Brookrush.