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[Caticorn]

Shadowpelt

36 Moons ~ Tom-cat ~ Warrior ~ On Patrol ~ Tags: Faircrown, Jackdawpounce

The sound was deafening like thunder all around him and suddenly Shadowpelt found himself on the ground. He must have hit his head pretty hard because it took a lot of effort to lift it and his ears where ringing. "Hello!" he yelled trying to see if anyone else was nearby there was a lot of smoke and dust in the air making it impossible to see. Shadowpelt laid back down for a second to gather the energy to stand. "Come on Shadow," he breathed to himself with eyes closed, "You've gotta get up. You have to find everyone else," slowly he pushed himself up. His ears were still ringing and he swayed as he walked but he started to make his way through the smelly smog, "Faircrown! Jackdaw! Dovemourn! Anyone!"

Ripplesong

25 Moons ~ She-cat ~ Queen/Ex-Warrior ~ In Den ~ Tags: Smokeheart, Newtcloud, Eveningkit, Cedarspark

Ripplesong had been asleep when the shaking started but woke quickly and looked around to see rocks falling around the den and cats running around. She quickly wrapped herself around the obviously confused Ashkit next to her to protect him from any rubble. She saw Smokeheart approach and her face immediately hardened into one of displeasure upon seeing him. "Something's happening! Give me Ashkit!" he sneered at Ripplesong. She was about to snap back something rude and the suggestion but then she heard her fellow Queen, Newtcloud, yell something about her kit being hurt and he looked over noticing how concerned Newtcloud looked. at least she could trust Smokeheart to keep Ashkit safe. "Fine," she snarled at him but still handed Ashkit over but the scruff on his neck.

After making sure that Smokeheart had a safe hold of Ashkit she rushed over to where Newtcloud and Cedarspark where, "What can I do to help?" Ripplesong asked frantically, "We have to get out of here,"

[Chaotic_Affection]

❥ Timber
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Molly || 21 moons || Outsider || Pregnant
Location: near western mines || Tags: Faircrown

The earth below her paws began to rumble and shake, causing the cat to stumble as she made her escape. Timber continued to run, she didn’t look back– she didn’t dare to do so. The feline ran until her small paws began to ache and her breaths became heavy. Her very own life, and the life of her unborn kids possibly depended on this escape– she had to get away at all costs. She hoped she would possibly run into her past clan, the clan of rogues that she’d become deathly loyal too, but she knew the chance wasn’t likely. There had been an explosion near the camp where all the cats usually stayed– but Timber wouldn’t dare to check, she knew the cat she’s running from would likely check the area first.
Timber slowed to a halt as she came up to what seemed like an area that had just gotten hit by whatever has been destroying the land, she frantically looked around– there was no way around, so she began to run into the thick cloud of dust and black snow-like flakes that flurried to the ground. She couldn’t see a thing, her eyes watered, and her lungs stung. Sudden the ground crumbled beneath her paws– and she slipped into a crater in the ground. Coughing, she simply remained on her round stomach as she tried to catch her breath. Timber wanted to give up, but she knew her kits depended on this.
The she-cat hauled herself to her unsteady paws, and weakly trotted around trying to find an easy way out– she couldn’t see very well, so she hoped maybe she’d be able to feel her way out. Eventually she tried to climb herself out, but the ledge simply gave out from under her and she slipped back into the hole.
She hopped to her paws as she heard the sudden yowl of another cat, “Hello!” she called out, “I need– I’m stuck!” Timber coughed harshly. She didn’t care of this cat was friendly or not, she needed to get out of this hole. It was likely she’d become sick due to the amount of dust that she’d been inhaling if she stayed any longer.

[remedies]

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name; smokeheart rank; warrior
gender; male age; 21 moons tags; ashkit
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█..Smokeheart grabbed Ashkit tight by the scruff, feeling relief wash over him. He looked back to make sure the queens were okay, and he padded to a safer place in the camp, where it was quite open but not to open. "Jeez, you're okay right?" he sniffed Ashkit, checking for injuries but he was fine. Smokeheart sat down, covering him with his tail. He was confused as to what the patrol found, or what the leader was doing. Great StarClan, why couldn't the leader and deputy be here to lead them now? Cats were probably injured while out and about... he didn't want to think of the worse that would've happened, so he focused his attention on where he heard the sound coming from. Maybe it was the twolegs

[Tordier]

Falconstream

「xxxxxxxxxxxx」

Warrior
39 Moons
Ace
Single
Mentoring Shadepaw
With Shadepaw

「xxxxxxxxxxxx」

A welcome rush of relief flooded Falconstream's thoughts as she saw a shaky-looking Shadepaw regaining her footing. Her apprentice seemed to be unhurt, at least physically. The first words out of Shadepaw's mouth formed a question that Falconstream had as well.
"I don't know."
Falconstream answered honestly, and felt helpless in her lack of knowledge. She wished she knew what had happened, and what to do about it. As much as Falconstream wracked her brain, she struggled to come up with an explanation for a thunderstorm that came from the ground.
"It's StarClan. It has to be. It's a sign... Something like this, it must be urgent."
Of course, it had to be urgent. Any sign this huge had to correlate to huge news, but Falconstream had no idea what it could mean. Brightnoise would know. It was the job of a medicine cat to interpret signs. Answers would come, but right now, there were more important things to worry about.
"Come on, Shadepaw. We need to check on camp. It probably reached there too, and they might need our help."
The downside of Falconstream's morning walk was that she was not entirely sure who was still out on patrol, and who had left or returned in her absence. Running around aimlessly, searching for who-knows-who, would not be terribly helpful. Checking on camp seemed to be the right move. She turned her paws towards camp, ignoring the generous piles of moss the pair had collected, and flicked her tail tip to beckon Shadepaw forward. Then, she set out at a swift trot along the stream, heading back to camp and muttering a prayer to StarClan under her breath that nothing had caved in.

[sharklord]

𝕟𝕖𝕨𝕥𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕦𝕕

➵ she-cat | queen | mate: cedarspark | tags: ripplesong, cedarspark, eveningkit

Looking over to Ripplesong, she sighed in relief. "Eveningkit's leg was trapped by a piece of rock, and I can't tell how bad he's hurt. I have cuts on my back and I don't know if I'll be able to get him out safely," She mewed quickly, looking down at her crying kit. "Can you help me carry him? He's too big, and if I carry him out myself, he could get hurt more."

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𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔨𝔦𝔱

➵ tom | kit | parents: newtcloud & cedarspark | tags: parents, ripplesong

Laying on his side, Eveningkit cried out as his leg was jostled slightly. "Mama! Mama, my leg hurts!"

[Marz]

slatestar
tags; redcloud, smokeheart and hickoryfoot

slatestars ears rang with the loud noises coming from around him. his fur was covered in dust and dirt. he looked at red cloud and nodded. "let's continue this discussion later" the leader mumbled before searching the camp. most of the cats who had remained in camp had disappeared. slatestar began to cough slightly before he headed out of camp quickly. 'what could that have been? I got to find that patrol.' he thought to himself. he saw his clan, the fear surrounding them made his head hurt. or maybe its was the amount of dust that filled the Tom's lungs. he looked at the kits, they seemed to be okay for now, he trusted his medicine cat would be her soon enough. he wanted to help them, but what did he know about healing? nothing. slatestar glanced around him, he spotted hickoryfoot and smokeheart. "smokeheart and hickoryfoot, you two come with me. and the rest of, you make sure nobody is still inside camp. brightnose will help with any injuries. maybe sure everyone's okay" he spoke with urgency. he didnt know if he was doing the right thing or not. but he had no idea where his deputy was, and he couldnt wait for his patrol to come back. he needed to make sure they had been okay.

hickoryfoot
tags; -

hickoryfoot had heard the sound, and instantly flew to the queens nest. no cat was there. her eyes darted backed and forth. trying to figure out what to do. soon she realized she would be safer outside. her paws lifted from the ground and she headed out of the camp. soon she heard her name being called. she perked her ears to hear slatestar giving orders. she nodded and walked over to him

honeypaw
tags; mothpaw

honeypaws heart raved as she heard the noise, and as the dust overcame her
and the tom. she mowed loudly to mothpaw "Mothpaw we got to get out of here!" she pleaded, her eyes became hazy and blurry and she began to head towards the familiar camp entrance. praying her friends followed.

[Chaotic_Affection]

❥ Timber
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Molly || 21 moons || Outsider || Pregnant
Location: near western mines || Tags: Faircrown

The voice that answered back made Timber want to cry out of joy– but that would be foolish of her. She looked up, squinting to find any hint of the tom, Timber couldn’t recognize the cat, not even through the, now thinned, dust. And the voice she found unfamiliar. The crater wasn’t too deep, but it was deep enough to trap any feline such as herself. She was lucky to have another cat in the area, and he seemed friendly. Though she paused, what if it was the very cat she was running from? Surely it wasn’t, but the thought made her chest tight as she thought of the possibility. Timber nearly jumped out of her pelt as a piece of two-leg material caused the ground beside her to puff up a small cloud of dirt and dust as it thumped onto the earth.
Once she’d clambered up the piece of wood, Timber nearly came nose-to-nose with the cat after she’d been watching her step. The she-cat leapt from the piece of plank of two-leg wood onto sturdy ground, where she knew it wouldn’t give out from under her. She eyed the cat cautiously– she didn’t know this cat at all. Timber hesitated before she opened her maw to speak, “Thank you...” She lowered her head respectfully, “...so much.” Timber sat down on her haunches to catch her breath and show the unfamiliar tom that she didn’t plan on doing anything to harm him– her round stomach caused her the sit at an odd, but comfortable position.

[pastel punk!]

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name: Ratscar rank: Deputy
gender: Male age: 31 moons tags: Open

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Ratscar ran into camp, covered in ash and debris. “Where’s Willowpaw?!” he called out, looking around and digging his claws into the ground. He’d been such a bad mentor, he didn’t know what happened to his own apprentice.. she could be out there dying, but he didn’t hear any calls for help, so he assumed she was fine. He knew his instinct could usually be wrong, however. He was panicked, his white fur on edge and his amber eyes darting back and forth. And where was Slatestar?! For that matter, where were most of the cats? He cursed himself for being such an awful deputy. He coughed violently, he’d inhaled a lot of smoke when searching for Willowpaw.

[SunnyStreets]

❝ вυииуραω
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( molly ) ( 8 moons ) ( medicine cat apprentice ) ( #brightnoise ) ( camp )

Bunnypaw nodded, and straightened up, understanding her mentor's worries of injury- probably the camp had been affected by that blast to. She frowned, anxiety clouding her eyes for a moment before she mewed, "Okay," and turned away, starting towards the pretty area of the forest where the marigold grew. It was somewhat near the twoleg's new site but Bunnypaw still loved it there, because the soothing colours of the marigold and birch trees helped block out the hateful distraction of the twoleg site. Letting her imagination drift towards that clearing, Bunnypaw felt herself relax again, starting to recover from the horrifying experience.

As she reached what she thought was the clearing, her hazel eyes widened in shock. This couldn't be her place. It couldn't be! The flowers were a wreck, rocks studding the earth and cracks rippling along the earth around the birch trees that surrounded the clearing. Frantically, Bunnypaw leapt forward, tail lashing angrily as she searched desperately for surviving marigold. She managed to gather a small bunch of a few tattered marigold flowers, and she kept a close eye out on her way back to camp for more herbs that could come in useful, finding a dandelion plant sprouting by the water and bringing it back too.

Nervously wondering what could await her back at camp, she headed home. As soon as she caught sight of the cave, she knew she was right to be anxious. Stones, rocks and general debris littered the camp, and her breath caught in her throat as she heard clearly Eveningkit's wails. She spotted her mentor, and bounded towards her, placing the bundle of herbs at her paws. "I found some- but most of- most of it was gone!" she exclaimed, eyes wide and shocked. "What can I do to help?"

❝ ѕнadepaw
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( molly ) ( 8 moons ) ( apprentice ) ( #Falconstream) ( stream )

Her mentor seemed certain that it had to be StarClan sending a sign, but Shadepaw wasn't so sure. Why would StarClan do such a thing? Why would StarClan destroy so much? And as much as she wanted too, Shadepaw wasn't entirely sure she believed in StarClan anyway. Not that she'd ever admit it, but although she wanted to serve her Clan just as much as any other cat, she found StarClan was stretching it a bit. Would StarClan have left her and her brother to fend on their own as kits? Should StarClan not have sent them to BearClan before her brother died?

Shadepaw swallowed her doubts and followed her mentor back to camp, her neckfur bristling and eyes narrowed. She dreaded what they would see back at camp, but from what she could already see it was not good. There was a cloud of dust ahead of them, thickening as they moved forwards, making her cough. "Falconstream? What is this?" she grumbled.

❝ cedarѕparĸ
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( tom ) ( 31 moons ) ( warrior ) ( #newtcloud, eveningkit, ripplesong, brightnoise ) ( camp )

Cedarspark felt a rush of fear at his son's whine, and he glanced around. His heart leapt when he saw Brightnoise enter camp and he guessed Bunnypaw wasn't far behind. "Wait! Don't move him, it might hurt his leg more," he meowed nervously. "I'll get Brightnoise, she'll know what to do. Maybe she can see how badly it's injured. She can check you out too," he added, glancing at his mate with worried eyes. He spun around at the sound of a new cat entering camp, and spotted Ratscar. "Well, he's finally turned up," he muttered grimly, weaving through the rubble to get to Brightnoise. "Hey! Hey, hello! Brightnoise! Eveningkit's injured, and Newtpounce too!" he exclaimed, fear showing in his meow.

[remedies]

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name; smokeheart rank; warrior
gender; male age; 21 moons tags; slatestar
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█..Smokeheart felt anxious leaving Ashkit with Tansyflower, but he knew it was probably better for him. He hissed at Slatestar, "Fine, fine. I'm going." He padded silently behind Slatestar, thinking to himself if it was a good idea to leave camp. Who cared about the patrol? His kit was in camp. What if another explosion comes? He couldn't protect him. He watched Slatestar's worried expression and he frowned. He couldn't imagine being a leader at a time like this. Smokeheart shook his head, what was he thinking?

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name; willowpaw rank; apprentice
gender; female age; 12 moons tags; open
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█..Willowpaw took a break near where she was hunting, her strength wore out, and her jaw was killing her. No more rocks were flying out and everything calmed down, so she was safe for the meantime. She tried to hiss but nothing seemed to want to come out. She decided that she would just wait for someone to help her, she seemed woozy and she didn't want to walk all the way back to camp. She didn't want to seem weak, the other apprentices would definitely call her out for it, but she had no choice. She also worried for her mentor, was he back safe at camp? She put her paw near her jaw, trying to stop the throbbing pain, but it wasn't working. What if she couldn't become a warrior now? She was scared and she wished it was nothing serious. If her jaw was broken, her life would be ruined and everything she's done so greatly would be a true waste of her life. She would become an elder early. She stopped thinking like that and she tried to feel her jaw, to make sure. When she touched it, pain shot through her muzzle but she didn't stop. After a while, she came to her own conclusion that it wasn't broken. She was very confident in her skills and she tried smiling. Maybe she'd be fine.