Misinformed [ALL THUNDERCLAN]

They were safe! They had made it out of the camp. Owltalon was still in the camp, making sure all of the clan made it out, but some of the older warrior were organizing the Clan. "Do you see anyone missing? Once you've been accounted for, follow me to the lake! Stay in order, don't run off! If you see some cat missing let us know!" At that Ravenpaw began to make her way up there with Jaypaw and Streak, but Streak turned around and spoke. Her eyes widened. He's acting like this is good bye...forever! She was frozen in terror at loosing her friend. He turned away and began to leave but Ravenpaw caught the last of his words. "By the way...You were Ebony." Ravenpaw was already scared out of her wits from what was happening. Tears fell from her face in torrents as she stepped after Streak and growled "If you don't come back here, you piece of fox dung, I'll follow you and rip the skin off of your back! You can't stay here, you got to come with us!" Her growls turned to pitiful mewls as she broke down and gave in to the sobbing fits that ravaged her body. Her home was destroyed, Jaypaw was hurt, Streak was leaving. She had no idea where her mom or dad were, and she hadn't seen Silentpaw since that morning. The fact that her whole world was crumbling in front of her just killed her on the inside. This was no longer the happy life of being a Clan cat. This was the cold hard world. She didn't know if she would ever be able to smile again. [bg=799696][atrb=border,0,true]

Loudstorm was over joyed. He was going to have more sons and daughters. He couldn't believe it was going to happen. Iceblink was so happy, he was happy that she was happy. Today was already a hundred times brighter. He wasn't going to leave Iceblink's side, she was going to go wherever he went and he would go wherever she went. Today was going to be a perfect day. But a crash in the distance changed everything. Loudstorm didn't know just how wrong he was. Iceblink flicked her tail and in an instant both she and him were racing in the direction of the camp. When it came into sight, Loudstorm skidded to a stop beside his mate. ThunderClan camp was gone. It was destroyed. Cats were racing out of a secret tunnel on the other side of the hollow that had once been his home. To their left were Twoleg monsters. Loudstorm gulped and placed his tail comfortingly on Iceblink's shoulder, leading her away from the Twolegs and toward the Clan. They needed to know what was going on. Loudstorm felt his stomach drop farther. They needed to know if Silentpaw and Ravenpaw were okay! "Come on, Iceblink. We need to see if everyone is okay." The joy of knowing they were going to have more kits was suddenly diminished by the fact that they no longer have a home. That they might not be safe for a very long time. Loudstorm looked at Iceblink, worry in his eyes. He might not be able to keep her or his kits and future kits safe. Loudstorm was more scared then he had ever been at that fact. He was chilled right to the bone. [bg=01135f][atrb=border,0,true]

Smallwhisker's gray eyes flashed open as her slumber was disturbed. Talonstrike was stirring with her. "What's that...sounds like Owltalon." She asked but before Talonstrike had the chance to reply a loud crash rang through the camp. Smallwhisker jumped to her feet and Talonstrike ran out. The blind elder stood there, hoping that someone would come and get her. She didn't have to wait long, it was like the whole Clan was crowding in. "What happened, what's going on!" she demanded as cats frantically shoved her out of their way. "Riverstar is dead! Trees are falling! Twoleg monsters are every where!" the elder felt her fur raise in fright. They had to get out before someone was killed. The wave of cats slowly pushed Smallwhisker out of a secret entrance. When she felt her paws on leveled ground Smallwhisker let out a sigh of relief. She was glad to be out of there, but out here the sounds of Twolegs were louder and even more frightening. "Talonstrike! Where are you?" The elder wanted to make sure the only tom who knew her story was safe. [bg=198973][atrb=border,0,true]

Ratkit turned his head away from the two she-cats. They didn't understand, wouldn't understand. Sevenkit didn't believe in StarClan. The fear that tightened in Ratkit's stomach was not only from what was happening around him, but also what happened to his sister. Would she be safe in StarClan? Or would she be lost forever? Otterfoot would never believe that Sevenkit didn't believe in StarClan. His mother firmly believed Sevenkit was blessed by StarClan. Ratkit just prayed his sister was with them, for his and his mother's sake. Ratkit looked back at the she-kit. Her name was Dapplekit. Owltalon and Rainflight had brought her to camp a few days ago, and had adopted her. The spotted kit seemed totally oblivious to the danger around her. That or she felt very safe around Rainflight. When the queen spoke again Ratkit nodded and followed behind them. He didn't feel safe without being near a warrior now. Sevenkit was gone. He needed a comforting, motherly presence like Rainflight to cope. All that Otterfoot would cause was anger. He didn't want to tell her Sevenkit was gone. He really didn't. As Rainflight got Owltalon Ratkit looked at Dapplekit once more. He sighed as another tree fell to the ground. "Well, welcome to ThunderClan... I guess." [bg=3f3833][atrb=border,0,true]

<sup>I c e b l i n k
--I'm not like most she-cats

Iceblink felt Loudstorm's heart quicken. Fear poured out of the black tom, and Iceblink was starting to feel it herself. Not for her, but everyone she cared about. Especially her mate.

"It's alright, everyone is out. We just need to get out of here." Her old friend's words caught her off guard, she and Owltalon only a few paw steps away. As her panic and fright slowly faded, she noticed that she was overreacting. It didn't seem like any deaths occured, or as of yet, and the camp was almost cleared out. Barely anyone remained. All they had to worry about was themselves. No, most importantly Loudstorm.

"Alright. Come on, Loudstorm! It looks like everyone is going that way! Our kits will be there!" Iceblink meowed, licking his cheek before racing off, her pace starting off slow so Loudstorm could catch up. But being so distracted with the drama she tripped over something soft and hard, realizing it was a cat.

"I'm sorr-" her apology was cut off when she saw who the cat was, Riverstar, She reaked with death, and it didn't seem as if she was killed in the destruction, since she was in the middle of camp waiting for a vigil. How did she die, then? Saving that question for another time, she continued toward the exit, stopping when the climb came into view to wait for Loudstorm. "Ready, deary?"

J a y p a w
--punish me for my crime, for I am too quiet

Jaypaw watched as the two communicated. There was no denying it now. They really did know each other. Streak mumbled some mysterious words that only Ravenpaw could understand, then started to leave. Ravenpaw shouted out threats, which certainly wasn't like her, and for a moment Jaypaw was frightened of her. But he ignored it, for tears caught him off guard.

The tears making him forget of all his fears and worries, he brushed against her, hoping to comfort her somehow and calm her down. "R-Ravenpaw...it's alright...you still have your family and friends...w-we might see him again..."

He was going to ask about this mysterious loner later. For now, Ravenpaw was the main attention. And deep down, he hoped that they would never see him again.

M y s t i c p a w
--Intelligence isn't just bearing information...it's knowing how to use it

Mysticpaw smiled in amusement. Yes, smiled. She never smiles. Yet, she was becoming a different cat, right? Maybe she should learn some good humor. But, it was amusing anyway. It looked like Gingerflight didn't find her opinion stupid. She acted as if they were best friends, both young apprentices new to love. But that was her, not Gingerflight. Mysticpaw wasn't going to tease her, though. Maybe later.

"Well...I think so," Mysticpaw replied, walking toward camp. It looked like they would train later, because it was starting to get late and her parents were probably worried. Is Kestrelpaw worried...? Mysticpaw shook the desperate though away. No...I have to stop being obsessed over my sister! We are both independent warriors in training! We are kits anymore!

"He is a lot nicer. Like you. But I wouldn't just jump to conclusions. First, you have to think about your love for Sabertooth. Second, you have to get to know him. Third, you need to decide who and if you are going to play out my plan." Mysticpaw sounded a little more mature than she should, which was one of her traits she was trying to get rid of, but before she could even start to lecture herself a crash sounded in the distance. "Let's talk about this later...something is going on in camp."

Mysticpaw raced ahead, stopping to let her mentor catch up when she was near the entrance. Gulping, she entered cautiously, only to gaze upon the destruction of her home.

Great StarClan...</sup>

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A warm body pressed against the small blind elder. The filmiliar scent of Talonstrike filled her nose. "I am here my friend." He purred gently. "Don't be afraid." He licked her behind the ears. "Come on, I'll lead you. We will get to safety." he sighed. "If that is possible. We'll have to leave the camp. it has been destroyed. I don't know where a couple of elders like us will go. But wherever you choose to go Smallwhisker, I will go with you. If we have to go over the mountains. I will help you every step of the way, even if I have to carry you. I swore to a good friend that I would care for you. And I will, as long as I live." He pressed his shoulder against hers, steering her away from the mayhem that surrounded the camp. He knew he had to get her to safety. Then he sat down. "We should be safe here." He mewed. "Almost everyone is out of the camp, some of the younger warriors are waiting to make sure of that." He paused, his face darkening. "Including Wildstrike." he mewed, worried for his former apprentice. The she-cat was like a daughter to him. And now she was risking her life for the clan. It was the same thing he would have done in his youth. He paused again. "And Sevenkit was killed. I saw it with my own two eyes, she sacraficed herself to save her brother." [bg=black][atrb=border,0,true]

When Smallwhisker felt Talonstrike beside her, she felt a whole lot better. But that didn't last for long once he told her more about what was happening. But the old tom would never cease to amaze her. One minute he was cranky and tired of her, the next he was talking about going where ever she was going. It was comforting knowing he would be with her. But still, it reminded her to much of Thornclaw. The old she-cat averted her gaze to the ground. At least no one had died. Her head jerked up and looked up toward the side Talonstrike was on. Although her gaze was looking past the tall tom to the sky, anyone could tell that she was looking at him in horror. Sevenkit was dead. It didn't matter to her if it had been to save Ratkit or not. A kit was dead. All of the elders defenses were down now. When Skunk-kit had died Smallwhisker had done what she could to hide away the pain it had caused her. Kit's reminded her to much of the ones she had lost. But when a kit died, she had to fight back the pain that flooded her. The flood-gates were down. Not being able to see what was happening, all the cats yelling and even some crying. The stench of Twoleg monsters plagued her sensitive nose, but the only thing that kept her from going cray was the comforting presence of Talonstrike. Smallwhisker took a deep shaky breath and whispered "We'll just see what happens from here I guess." [bg=198973][atrb=border,0,true]

Loudstorm nodded as he began to walk beside Iceblink. The silver she-cat tripped and Loudstorm looked down. His inside froze. It was Riverstar. Her body was unmoving. The leader was dead. Loudstorm turned and looked back at Owltalon. The tom was now the leader. The two warrior's gazes caught and Loudstorm nodded before following Iceblink once more. This wasn't how the death of Riverstar should have gone, but it did. The Clan would recover...some how. Loudstorm followed Iceblink to where the Clan was waiting. He quickly spotted Silentpaw with Kestrelpaw. The two were together a lot. Young love. Loudstorm smiled a little as he remembered the first time he had met Iceblink. Look at him now, the father on one litter and soon will be the father of another litter. He continued to scan the crowd for his daughter's figure. And there she was, crying hysterically with Jaypaw trying to comfort her. A stranger was leaving. His fatherly instincts kicked in and the black tom stalked over to the three cats. "What's going on here." he demanded. [bg=01135f][atrb=border,0,true]

Owltalon grazed his tongue across Rainflight's cheek, extinguishing the tears that stained her fur. "Don't cry." he murmured. His spine was tingling; not only at the destruction before him, but at the comfort knowing that his mate still loved him. He pressed against her, watching as his home crumbled before him. He watched as warriors sacrificed themselves for their clanmates; carried kits up through the tunnel; guided elders to shelter. He knew the weight of leadership would be heavy, in fact it could easily crush him. But he was ready, none the less. Touching Rainflight's shoulder with the tip of his tail he made a quick dash over to Riverstar's unmoving body. The fact that not a tree touched her pelt was a miracle in itself. Grasping her neck he made his way over to the tunnel. The few cats that have yet managed to make their way up the tunnel spread apart as he made his way through; carrying their dead leader. Placing paw after paw he pulled himself up through the dusty canal, anxious to feel grass beneath his paws. Emerging out of the tunnel he set Riverstar's body gently upon the forest floor. Clearing his throat he meowed loudly, "This may be the only time Riverstar will get a proper vigil." All eyes turned toward him; grunting he repeated his statement. With a brisk nod he hurled himself down the tunnel; his claws scraping against the rock. He was back amongst the destruction; and he would stay there until everyone was safely out of camp. Owltalon was relieved to see that Rainflight was next in line to make the daring escape. Rubbing his cheek against hers he meowed quietly, "The clan's lost and scared; try to keep them calm." He hoped she'd understand. Fixing his gaze on Dapplekit he meowed gently, "New mission Dapplefoot; make sure all the kits are well-behaved!" Nimbly he licked the top of her head and vanished into the intoxicated camp air. The deputy was quick to notice the huddling elders. Raising his brows he approached the pair. "Come on; I'll help you two up the tunnel." His voice was stern; warning them to listen. He knew just how stubborn elders could be, "The clan wouldn't be right without you two." he reminded them. Nudging Smallwhisker to her paws he aided her back toward the only escape route. Looking back over his shoulder he made sure Talonstrike was following. Owltalon knew the old tom would be able to make it up on his own. It was Smallwhisker he was worried about. The dark tunnel loomed before them, "Just climb upwards, until you can feel the grass beneath your paws." He knew the elder's sight wasn't entirely fantastic. "I'll be right behind you, so you won't get hurt." [bg=4f3823][atrb=border,0,true]

ooc: Hope this is fine Dreamer, I couldn't think of any other way for some interaction. Well any other 'good' ways =P

CARDINALFEATHER
Very often the quiet fellow has said all he knows.

Cardinalfeather stared intently ahead; scanning the horizon for any intruders. Or anything odd for that matter. The tom took even the simplest job, such as guarding, to the next level. Although it was considered excruciatingly boring, and a waste of time; Cardinalfeather enjoyed it. It was the only time when he got to be alone with his thoughts, everything was silent. Everything was perfect. Or so it was. The trouble began when he caught the sharp tang of blood on the air. Startled he opened his mouth, drawing in the scents. Owltalon and...Riverstar? The smells were too jumbled, it was difficult to tell who was who. He was sure he also scented an apprentice in there as well. Poised on his toes he awaited the deputy's arrival, his ears alert for any kind of invasion. Instead it was grim news; his deputy had returned.

But with his leader dangling from his jaws. Dipping his head he allowed them to pass; pain gripping his heart. Riverstar had been kind, intelligent, and one of Thunderclan's greatest leaders. Eyes clouded with grief, and mind clogged with tidbits of any interaction he had with Riverstar; it was a mere miracle he even scented them in the first place. Two-legs. Cardinalfeather's eyes snapped open, he opened his mouth once more. The fumes threatened to make him vomit. What in starclan? It wasn't until the first tree fell that he understood what was going on.

The camp was being destroyed.

But the tom wouldn't budge. The tabby and white warrior stubbornly stood beside the camp entrance, waiting for his clan-mates to return. Gingerflight and Mysticpaw. The pair had gone out training this morning and it wasn't until he saw them through that he would save himself. Cardinalfeather took his assigned duty to the grave. The sounds of frantic warriors, and shrieking kits hardly fazed him. It wasn't until he saw the two hurtling toward him that he relaxed.

Mysticpaw shot through the entrance; her black tail streaming behind her. Gingerflight was slightly slower, but only that more determined. Perhaps it was because she was so determined that she ended up slipping out beneath her paws. A tousled mess of ginger fur she laid sprawled across the forest floor. Cardinalfeather was on his paws in seconds,

"Hey are you ok?" he meowed, his eyes clouded over with worry.

Jaypaw pricked his ears as he heard two approaching voices. The stern voice of Loudstorm was in the lead, while Iceblink rushed after him, immediately going to Ravenpaw to aid her. Jaypaw felt nervous among all these cats. The only thing keeping him from running away was the black apprentice beside him. And his curiosity about this loner. Jaypaw didn't know how to explain this mess, though. He was rather confused himself. And the only way any of them could gather information was from the loner in front of them. Jaypaw knew only what he heard, and Ravenpaw seemed too upset to speak a word. But it was obvious the two parents wanted answers now. Starting to feel relieved, he was glad he wasn't the only one. For there was no way he could retrieve anything alone. He was too young, and too nervous and scared. What was he to Ravenpaw, anyway? Some kind of weakling that she had to take care of? It sure seemed that way. He wasn't much help. After Iceblink's comforting words and soft licks, she took Loudstorm's side, eying both him and the loner suspiciously. After a few moments of hard studying from the she-cat's icy gaze she meowed, "And who might this be?" She was looking at him. Was she thinking that he had something to do with all of this? That he made Ravenpaw cry? That he knew every detail of the situation? Jaypaw looked up slowly at the silver warrior, eying her nervously. "I-I have no information on this subject..." Jaypaw replied hoarsely. [bg=2c0912][atrb=border,0,true]

Gingerflight
The cheerful warrior of Thunderclan

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The ginger she-cat followed behind her apprentice dodging between trees and bushes trying to keep her fast apprentice in sight. Soon an awful smell hit her and gingerlfight shook her head.
"Mysticpaw!"

[/color] she called out but it was to late. The apprentice was in the camp. Gingerflight darted after her and jumped over a log clearing it easily. Or she thought she did.

She felt her back leg hit it hard and she fell skidding to a rough stop on her side. She closed her eyes in pain as her shoulder popped back in place as she slowly tired to sit up. Her back leg was throbbing but not broken. It would be bruised and swollen, but maybe she would be okay. She sat up a little more and winced as her shoulder throbbed. Then she felt the warm pelt beside hers. She looked up startled and was surprised to see Cardinalfeather. But why? She knew he had guard duty. But it was something else.

He asked the question and she could see the worry in his eyes. She nodded slightly and slowly stood up with his help. "I'll survive. Just be-"[/color]
She stopped as a ear splitting crack sounded near them. She quickly looked that way and her eyes widen. A large tree was falling. Right at them. Her mind whirled. They needed to move but to where? and how fast could she move. All his took seconds to process. Then she knew. She yowled and dove into Cardinalfeather although he muscles screaming in pain. The two cats rolled and Gingerflight ended up on top of Cardinalfeather, breathing heavily. When she looked at the tom, she stopped. Their faces were only inches apart. She had never noticed his beautiful green eyes before. But now she couldn't think bout them.
"sorry..."[/color] she murmured and carefully got off the tom. "I didn't think we'd want to die..."[/color][/size][/left]

Dapplekit
The troublesome kit of Thunderclan

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Dapplekit followed her mom away from the chaos with Ratkit not far behind them. She soon caught sight of her dad and watched him quietly. He put Riverstar's body down and walked over to them, calming Rainflight down. Then he looked at her licked her head. She let out a mew and rubbed her head against his chin. When he gave her a new mission she looked up at him.

He wanted her to keep all the kits behaved? But she was so young...Well, she wasn't going to let her dad down. She looked around then realized something. Ratkit and herself were the only kits! Well his was going to be easy! Ratkit was sure to listen! She turned her attention o the grey tom and prodded his shoulder.
"Daddy says i have to keep all kits well behaved. So don't cause me any trouble."

[/color] she mewed to him firmly and nodded her head to prove her point. There as no way she was going to let Ratkit ruin her chance as showing her dad that she could be a warrior. Because she wanted to be the best. And this tom was her shot.[/size][/left]

Streak
The thief of all rouges

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Streak stopped but didn't turn as Ravenpaw threatened him. He could hear the tears in her voice and he stopped and dug his claws into the ground closing his eyes fighting tears himself. Who was he kidding? He couldn't just leave her behind. He had always been focused around her. He didn't want to lose that. He slowly looked at her as the other tom spoke. He spoke as if he loved her. Maybe he did. He wasn't going to get in the way of that.

"Ravenpaw...please...don't cry."

[/color] he murmured, almost beggingly. "I'm not a clan cat. i don't belong with this group. I don't' know your way or your rules. I don't follow rules well. Just please...stop crying."[/color]
He watched her quietly as she slowly calmed down. Then he saw a large black figure out of the corner of his eyes and turned. He felt his eyes widen as he stopped and asked what was going on. Streak didn't know why but he shrank. This was her dad. He could tell by the tone in his voice. He was protective. He opened and closed his mouth few times but nothing would come out. He just stood there eyes wide staring at the larger black tom. now what was he going to do?[/size][/left]

Loudstorm stood there as he waited for an answer. Iceblink followed him, going straight to Ravenpaw to comfort her. Jaypaw had nothing to say, probably didn't even know what was happening. So Loudstorm fixed his attention onto the stranger. The young tom was apparently to scared of him to speak. Loudstorm sighed. At this rate they weren't going to get any information. Ravenpaw was still crying to hard to speak. Jaypaw was as clueless as Loudstorm was with the situation. It all rested on this strange tom. Loudstorm let the rigidness in his stance go. He was doing more harm then good by scaring the poor tom. He was around Ravenpaw's age. Loudstorm closed his eyes to gather his thoughts before he looked into the loner's eyes. "Now, I'm not going to hurt you if you tell me who you are, and why my daughter is crying. Understand?" ooc:// Gah! To tired to be doing this. I'll get the rest done tomorrow. [bg=01135f][atrb=border,0,true]

CARDINALFEATHER
Very often the quiet fellow has said all he knows.

Cardinalfeather could tell she was in pain, by the way she winced. "Well, come on let's get you back to cam-" The words drawled on his tongue as a tree loomed toward them. Eyes wide he found himself freeze; his paws stayed rooted to the spot. Unable to move, even though death was at his doorstep. He could see the wheels grinding in Gingerflight's head; she obviously had a plan. But was it too late? The tree was within seconds of crushing both of them, he squeezed his eyes shut. Suddenly the wind was knocked out of him as the ginger she-cat bowled him over into the bushes. Her weight kept him pressed to the ground, their faces were only inches apart. Exhaling the breath he had been holding he meowed unsteadidly, "Thanks." The she-cat rolled off of him and he too was back onto his paws. The tree now laid atop the camp's entrance. It was impossible to even dare entering. Flashing Gingerflight a worried glance he meowed nervously,
"Where should we go?"

Glancing around he could see that the monster's were coming closer. Without thinking he nudged Gingerflight toward the right, and shot off ahead of her. Just hoping that'd she would follow. Trees laid randomly across his path; but each time he was able to clear each one. His breath in his throat, he continued toward the lake. It was the only plausible escape plan he had; he hoped the rest of the clan was safe as well. To help calm his nerves he was glad to see that Gingerflight was beside him; step for step.

Suddenly a monster roared before them, steam jetted from it's exhaust pipes; causing Cardinalfeather to caugh and choke. Eyes watering he looked desperately around for a chance to escape. The monster's circle shaped legs pulled it forward, it's eyes glowering. He wildly glanced around, where could they go?! The monster was getting closer, and closer. Cardinalfeather shot into a nearbye bush. Hoping that Gingerflight was right beside him; and she was. Turning to the she-cat he meowed worriedly,

"What should we do?" He was never particularily good with battle plans; or battle for that matter. He was just a timid warrior, with little skills. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't be as great as Loudstorm, nor Owltalon. Gazing into her eyes he could tell she was as scared as he was, the monster's roaring was only inches away. While another monster seemed to be coming for them off in the distance.

"I'm sorry." Cardinalfeather whimpered. "I didn't mean to lead you into this mess."

Gingerflight
The cheerful warrior of Thunderclan

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Gingerflight looked around as Cardinalfeather asked for her opinion. However just as she was about to answer he nudged her quickly and took off. She following him staying by his side. She could feel the wind of the falling trees right as they ran by and prayed they wouldn't get hit by one. Luckily they never did. Soon they stopped and gingerflight tried to catch her breath but it was hard with the stench that the large monsters were putting out. She perked her ears and tried to think of a way they could go that didn't involve getting near the large creatures.

She stopped and looked at Cardinalfeather as he apologized for getting her in this position. She didn't blame him. She never would. He was doing exactly what she would have done. She looked back out at the monsters. They were slowly getting closer and Gingerflight muscles were screaming form the pain. She wasn't sure if she could take much more running. But she had to keep going. She had to find the clan, and she had to assure Cardinalfeather she was fine. She looked around again and coughed as the monster's smoke filled their hiding spot.

"come on..."

[/color] she said quickly and turned darting for th Shadowclan boarder. It may be a stupid move, but if they could get somewhere and warn the other cats, it might save the other clans form the same fate. She kept going and soon reached the swampy lands of Shadowclan. She slowed down and looked behind her. The beach wasn't safe and heading toward Windclan was out of the question. She flicked her tail and kept moving willing Cardinalfeather to follow. She had been here once before with Nightscar when they were younger...but it had been so long ago.

"Maybe if we find Shadowclan we can warn them. Surely they will help us."[/color] she murmured and look at him, hoping she wasn't making a mistake. She kept going Following trail that the patrol had left behind. However as they got closer to the camp, dread was filling gingerflight stomach. The monster stench was here. Surely they weren't too late. Sh quickened her pace and came to a sudden halt as the camp came into view.

Everything was destroyed. The camp was in ruins. The trees were everywhere and dirt was turned over and bushes were uprooted. She swallowed hard and sat down. There was no way any cat could have survived that.
"nightscar..."[/color] it was the only thing she could get out. Her brother had to be there. Where else could they have gone? Everything around them was turning into chaos. The clans were being destroyed by something they couldn't stop. Hopelessly, Gingerflight didn't hold back the tears from her eyes. She didn't what to do anymore. Why had Starclan let this happen?[/size][/left]