ºHawkClan☾- Semi Lit◆º

[derision]

~Fawnstar~


I pricked my ears and jumped up. "What is it!?" I gasped, when I reached Blaze-eyes. My fur was standing up and my eyes were slits. "What happened?!" I repeated to the she-cat, fear rising as she scented the other she-cat's fear scent. I waved my tail and paced around, waiting for an answer, and a quick one. She noticed the foul scent of two-leg and screeched," All cats evacuate immediately! Two-legs approaching!! Get to shelter, now, everybody!"

[sylveonite]

Quickraven flicked his long ears at Blaze-eye and Fawnstar. Then he jumped up, looking at Wolfpaw. "Do you need help getting to some shelter?" He asked quickly.

[derision]

~Wolfpaw~


I looked at him, a pang of compassion in my eyes. "Yes please." She joked, already a few cat tails in front of the tomcat. She entered the apperentice's den heavily coated with ferns and could barely be seen. The she-cat called," You comin'?" She crouched down, now scenting the strong scent of twoleg as she wrinkled her nose. Finally, she heard their lousy voices. All she heard was 'blah blah blah'. Then she felt scared, ears pricked as she dug her nose in Quickraven's fur.

[sylveonite]

Quickraven nodded, steading her with his tail before entering the apprentices' den. He crouched down near the shecat, frightened and scared as his family was all killed by twolegs. He felt something wet in his pelt and looked over, seeing that Wolfpaw had dug her nose into his fur. He smiled lightly at the sight before looking back out, hoping the rest of the clan had also found shelters.

[freakyFeline]

Leafheart

Checking to see Quickraven and Wolfpaw sheltered safely, Leafheart exchanged a glance with Specklefoot before pointing to a small space between one of the dens and the rock he was sitting on. Quietly, she dove for the space and wedged herself deeply to the back of it, pelt pricking as the foul scent of twolegs hung in the air.

Specklefoot

Specklfoot followed suit after Leafheart. Making sure his light colored fur was well out of sight from any searching eyes. he felt his tail brush against Leafheart and quickly pulled it away, mumbling an apology. He heard Leafheart's sharp whisper behind him as she replied, "Now's not the time for modesty, I won't risk the life of a clanmate for the sake of some personal space, now make sure you're properly concealed."
Nodding, Specklefoot reached up and grabbed a hold of the den's outer layer with his claws. As he backed further into the small shelter, he pulled a few bramble branches with him, covering the opening. He pressed up against Leafheart and waited, his breathing quiet and shallow.

Birdheart

Birdheart would be the first to admit that she wasn't young or fit like the was when she was a warrior, but she wasn't left defenseless. She sprung up from where she had been sitting comfortably and made a dash for the elder's den. She located Greyheart at the back of the elders den. She clawed a hole in the back and squeezed through the thick undergrowth. "C'mon", she whispered to Greyheart as she scooted over to make room for the grey elder.

[derision]

~Wolfpaw~


I whimpered, closing my eyes and breathing in the tom's scent. Afterwards I felt scared, nuzzling my way next to the warrior, feeling cold suddenly. "I'm scared." I mewed in a small voice. I pressed close to Quickraven and closed my eyes, fur fluffed up in fear. "Dear Starclan, please make these twolegs go away.." She mewed in a whispering prayer, scenting a rabbit near the camp entrence, and the humans chasing after it. Soon there was a loud bang and there was loud noises coming off the twoleg's faces.

[rothbart.]

The young apprentice Willowpaw was napping in the apprentices' den when the evacuation started. The tom was roused from his sleep by the commotion, then sprang to his feet and dashed outside. Cats were rushing away from camp. Shouting above the commotion, he strained to be heard. "Someone, anyone! What's going on?"

[sylveonite]

Quickraven curled his tail around Wolfpaw. "There, there." He murmured, seeing Willowpaw race out of the den. He darted out, skidding to a halt and grabbed his scurf. He brought Willowpaw back to the den. "Where you crazy?" He hissed. "You could of gotton us killed!"

[rothbart.]

The apprectice's eyes darted around. Willow paw, still slightly dazed from being woken up so siddenly, asked, "Wha- what's going on? I don't understand..." His eyes were wide with confusion and fear, and his ears layed flat against his head.

[derision]

~Wolfpaw~


I pricked my ears, hearing and now seeing a little twoleg kit reach in the den and grab her scruff, obviously thinking I was Willowpaw. " Quickraven! Help!" I yelped in fear, being dragged out of the den. The little she-kit twoleg pet me, but I wouldn't stop squirming. Then she popped me on he head and I was still. Right when she crooned me again in her voice I squirmed again. The same thing happened before I was frozen in fear. I flicked my ear when she touched it, I hissed when she tried it again, as if I was a toy. Then I scratched her, or her furry coat covering her skin and she popped me again. I was confused, it all happening so fast.