Voices in the Wind -Remake(Warriors) 1x1 Nebelung and Alpha*

[Alpha*]

Moss

Her green eyes flash with mild frustration, and the queen sighs softly before speaking. "I've seen him." She affirms seriously. "And as I've said be--" the clawless she-cat breaks off with a yawn, "Pardon me; as I've said before you won't believe what I have to say totally until you see it with your own eyes." It's getting late, and the rain hasn't tapered off and it's been such a long day.

She blinks sleepily, "doesn't sound real, I know,.... but it is. You'll see.." The queen sighs, "i know i sound crazy, it must seem crazy... but its real." Her tongue pulls across the paw that had the splinter, cleansing it once more. "The ghost... FallenRains... hes... he's StarClan in the flesh.."

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FallenRains

He tears his forleg away from one of the dogs' jaws, breathing relief when the stranger he-cat finally obeys his order. Blue eyes catch the light and he inhales before throwing himself at the dog snapping at Sylvards' tail with a yowl of fury. It gains its' attention.

Sharp claws embed into the dogs' fur on its' head and the silvery cat savages its' ear before being thrown off. Of course the dogs follow his thrown form as he skids accross the water logged road, baying for blood. Dazed, briefly, the he-cat blinks blearily at the impending threat that are the three dogs before scrambling to his paws with a wince and hopping backwards. And he bolts, calling a, "stay there until its safe!"

He can feel their hot breath and an ache in his ribs, busted from being thrown. Nevertheless, FallenRains swarms up the trunk of a fruit-tree with those purple-red leaves. Once high enough he pauses, panting, stares down at the dogs still calling in the street. Climbs a few branches higher.

His gaze catches a porch light being thrown on in the darkness, then a door opens and a two-leg yells at the dogs, stomping down the sodden steps and out of their yard to seize two collars and start dragging the catahulla hounds back inside their den. It returns once again with more human-words he only partly understands and drags the last one down.

FallenRains, once the dogs and man are gone, slumps against the trunk of the tree, exhausted and mentally begins taking stock of himself. The dead are silent. They're not all gone, (there are two left) but at least he doesn't have to listen to them currently. Have to think. "He-cat you are safe to move on." Is called across the darkness and wet, to a tree that is almost a whole city block away from where the whole thing began. From where the stranger sits in a taller tree with its' yellowed leaves and seeds that rattle when shook. Fallen exhales painfully, licks at his foreleg and decides to move on. To go back.

Because he has to get back, has to find herbs, and food. Moss is waiting for him and the dawn wouldn't wait ....

[Nebelung]

(crying im so sorry, im struggling with motivation right now. i've sat down to do several posts. i'm really hoping it doesnt get locked again, because i do want to do this story and our characters justice!)

[Alpha*]

(I'm here for you and *if* it does we can remake it.)