|| RainClan || New || Accepting! ||

[dorksoup]

"Please stop fighting!" I said quietly, I stood there for a second looking at myself I was shaking from the cold, covered in mud, and extremely tired. I watched as a large branch fell from a tree "I'll tell you why I'm here when we go to your camp." I knew that didn't sound good but I was completely terrified of being squashed by a tree.

[gallifrey falls.]

@// Pure Awesomeness //: You can jump in when the group returns to camp.
Currently there is a large thunderstorm, and Mud, a loner has come to join RainClan. Dawnstar, however, was unaware of this and pinned down the strange cat, demanding to know why she was here.
Swanfeather, who had been out collecting herbs stumbled upon the fight and is now imploring both parties to return to camp and discuss events after the storm has passed.
Petal also saw the fight, but ran away before she could also get attacked.

[anathema]

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Nodding, the alabaster she — cat swept her bushy tail over the forest floor, her pelt slick with the heavy rain. Suddenly, a larger tree branch fell from above, colliding with the ground just mouse — lengths away. Lightning flashed, followed by crackling claps of thunder.

[dorksoup]

I let out a small whimper "I'm going to get squashed by a tree." I murmured under my breathe. I looked up as a branch above me swayed "H... how often do these storms happen...?" I asked the nice white she-cat.

[anathema]

“Once a year. They usually flood the forest pretty well, but also quenches the thirst of all plants am animals. It is good, but sometimes we have to watch out. The storm truly began about a week ago, it may last throughout tomorrow,” Dawnstar replied to Mud, flicking her tail.

[gallifrey falls.]

Swanfeather

Swanfeather had jumped as the tree hit the ground, and her eyes were wide in the following lightning flash. Nodding in agreement at Dawnstar's answer, Swanfeather added, "They usually aren't quite so bad, but it was a drier year. It I'd a blessing the rain is falling heavily now, it was unusual to have little rain this year since we do live in a rainforest."
Shaking her soaking, lomg-furred pelt, Swanfeather meowed, "I'm heading back to camp to put the herbs a way before they get too wet. I will see you there."
She turns and disappears into the wet undergrowth, shaking water droplets from the surrounding ferns./center]

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[dorksoup]

"Okay" I meowed I glanced nervously at the muscular white she-cat. It's not that I didn't trust her I just don't think she trusted me. I thought about how long it would take her to shred me to pieces maybe 2 minutes, I gulped nervously.

[anathema]

“Follow me,” Dawnstar said in a brusque demeanor, lashing her tail as she led the way. Although she felt that camp was more vulnerable since there was a rainstorm and a cat was trespassing upon their land, she eased a bit, occasionally glancing over her shoulder to survey the latter’s activity.

[dorksoup]

I followed the she-cat quietly, being careful not to do anything out of line. I was starting to feel excited I remembered how Pond used to describe the territory and the camp Pure beauty the words bounced around my head.

[anathema]

They soon arrived in camp, in which was barren. All the cats were huddled inside their dens, seeking shelter. “Get shelter, go to my den.” She beckoned her tail in the direction of the largest den.