Misinformed [ALL THUNDERCLAN]

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

Cardinalfeather followed behind her without a word. He was grateful that she hadn't blamed him for the mess. Although it was sincerely his fault. Instead she brought him to safety; or so they thought. The tom had been a bit curious to what she was doing when they ended up over the Shadowclan border. Even in a crisis the warrior code still prickled his pelt. Not to mention Shadowclan's potent scent infiltrated his nostrils, it was disgusting. He hoped Gingerflight's plan would work. It seemed that even in the worse of times Shadowclan wasn't too keen on helping the weak. Let alone Thunderclan. They were sworn enemies, always fighting to be on top. Wouldn't a gesture like this surely plummet them to the bottom? Cardinalfeather swallowed whatever pride he had and plunged through the gorse tunnel. Only to find a camp much like theirs. Trees scattered the ground; the monster stench surrounded them. But it wasn't fresh. That must mean they were gone; or in Thunderclan territory. Cardinalfeather was about to let Gingerflight in on this, but she was crying.

The tom wasn't one with supplying comfort. He honestly wasn't much of a speaker in the first place. His eyes flicker nervously back and forth; he wasn't sure what to say. So he said nothing, instead he moved closer. His pelt brushed against her, providing warmth. He laid his tail under her eyes, swiping away her tears. He hoped she could see the worry in his eyes, he hoped she would understand that he had no words to say. When the she-cat's sniffles withered away into quiet breaths, was when he finally spoke, "The monsters aren't here anymore. We can travel to the lake, and follow it to Thunderclan territory." He paused and went over his strategy, it seemed plausible. None of the monsters were close to the beach anyway. Probably afraid of getting their paws wet. "I'm sure are clan went to the lake where it's safe." The lake seemed to be the universal safety point. If anything went haywire everyone ended up there.

Gingerflight seemed a bit better now but her cheeks were still stained with tears. The tom narrowed his eyes slightly wondering if she had another reason to cry other than simple frustration. That when he remembered that her brother was in Shadowclan. His eyes quickly scanned the wreckage. He wasn't sure if anyone survived but he couldn't smell blood, lying beneath the stench of two-legs. He lifted his chin, "We can search through it if you want?" He supposed it was a good idea, perhaps some cats were trapped. It would be a good deed, even if for an enemy clan. Prodding a tree trunk before him, he leaped up onto the bark and gazed around him. All of the supposed dens were crushed, smoke drifted in and out of holes. Was this what they're camp looked like?

Cardinalfeather began searching. He'd open his mouth and draw in the scents, if anything smelled remotely like cat he'd go and expect it. As the search continued he wasn't able to find any cat; live nor dead. Suddenly he smelled the faintest scent of blood. His lip curled in dissatisfaction. This was the last thing he wanted. It wasn't much, he hoped for the best. As his nose brought him to the site he was surprised to find dog scent, mingling with cat. A fight? He lifted his head, was the dog still around? By the looks of it, it was chased off. Tufts of her fur floated gently along the camp's floor, following the breeze. He curiously picked up a clump, it smells familiar. The fur was black, it reminded him of someone. Gingerflight! Was this her brothers? With no time to lose he bounded back to the ginger she-cat. Panting he dropped the bundle at her foot, "Is this your brother?"

Dusk raced over the moor and through the forest. ShadowClan had been settled in at the barn, now it was time to fetch ThunderClan. Nightsky had told them where to go, and Dusk and Dawn were racing to get there. The sun was slowly rising higher into the sky - it was almost sun-high. Dusk's heart raced as he and Dawn barreled through the brambles that lined the forest floor. He hoped they would make it in time before anyone was seriously injured or killed. The yowls and cries of pain and terror grew louder and louder. And soon Dusk and his sister came upon a bunch of cats. They were all frightened and didn't know what to do. Dusk skidded to a stop, his heart racing. It was now time to find the leader. Nightsky had explain the leader as a gray she-cat with white and black markings and blue eyes. Dusk scanned the crowd, and his eyes landed on an unmoving body. His eyes turned to mer slits. The leader was dead. This wasn't good. Dusk slowly entered the crowd, many of the smaller and more frightened cats fell silent as he and Dawn passed by. Hopefully some cat would step forward, and Dawn would know what to say. [bg=b03770][atrb=border,0,true]

Rainflight led the two kits toward where Owltalon was helping the elders escape. The black she-cat was rather amused at how the two young ones got along. She couldn't wait to see how they would get alone in the future. Maybe she could watch them grow into best friends. Maybe the chaos would bring them all close together. Rainflight stood in wait for Owltalon to complete his rescue mission. The only cats in camp now were her, Ratkit and Dapplekit, and Owltalon. Now they just had to get themselves out. Owltalon returned in front of them, flicking his tail to follow. Nodding, she placed the two kits on her back. "Hang on," Rainflight meowed, grasping onto rock and climbing her way toward the top, Owltalon beside her, looking forward to being with her Clan, mate and kits. When they reached the top, she put the two kits down, keeping an eye on them to make sure they wouldn't wonder off. Then an unknown figure entered her sight. Two ginger pelts she had never seen before. Going on the defensive, her pelt bristled, and immediately blocked their path. "Who are you?" Rainflight's voice was calm, but not warm. It was unlike her to act even slightly cold unless rubbed the wrong way, but the stress of their camp being destroyed and her protective nature toward her Clan-mates put her on edge. Suddenly she felt the soft fur of her mate brush against her, his tabby tail resting on her shoulder. His caring gaze relaxing her, she sighed and didn't say another word. But she didn't step back. She was going to be any backup the tom needed. "I am Owltalon, deputy of ThunderClan. And who might you be?" His voice was also smooth and calm, but it wasn't like the same voice that would welcome a newcomer into camp. But who would act so warm to strangers? [bg=0f0d14][atrb=border,0,true]

Ratkit followed Rainflight like a lost kit, which he was. He didn't mind being carried up the tunnel like a helpless kit, at the moment he was. He was the only one left. Otterfoot would be to devastated over Sevenkit's death to care about Ratkit. All he had left was himself...and this silly kit. He could help but smile as Dapplekit played along with her adopted father. But his eyes clouded over. He had no father who cared enough to be with the Clan, let alone play with Ratkit even when the Clan was in so much danger. "I won't cause you any problems, Dapplekit. As long as you don't cause me any problems." The smile on his face showed he was playing around. The small gray kit looked around. The Clan didn't know what to do, where to go. They were frightened. The Twoleg monsters were still tearing down trees. If the Clan wanted to get away before more lives were lost, they better leave soon. But the gray kit didn't think any of that. He just knew that he was as scared as the rest of the Clan, and he didn't know what to do or where to go. Then some of the cats fell silent and Ratkit looked to his right. There, passing by him, where two strangers. A large dark ginger tom and a small, lighter colored she-cat. They were looking around as if they where trying to spot someone. Owltalon approached and Ratkit caught a bit of what the new leader said. "And who might you be?" Ratkit expected any second for the ginger tom to speak, but instead the tom looked expectantly at the she-cat. Was he to much of a coward to speak? The she-cat spoke and introduced them both. "I'm Dawn, this is my brother, Dusk. We were sent by StarClan." Ratkit's ears perked forward. Those two were sent by StarClan? [bg=3f3833][atrb=border,0,true]

Rainflight grinned in amusement. Sent by StarClan? Did they actually think they would believe two young strangers? But they didn't have they mischievous look in their eye that would speak trouble. And she knew by heart how to tell if someone was trying to cause trouble. She was once a trouble-maker herself. But it didn't mean she would believe them. They barely knew each other. Yet she couldn't just ignore them like lairs. They had nowhere to go. And they came at perfect timing. But maybe they were waiting to ambush them with lies? Rainflight shook her head. Actually, it was worth just playing along. What possible threat could they produce? If they were lying, they had a full Clan of angry cats to deal with. Would these two risk that if they were playing a foolish deed? Nevertheless no matter what she thought, she was curious of what these "messengers of StarClan" had to offer them. She still didn't quite believe the concept, because why would StarClan send two strangers to help them? But they were helpless. "Maybe we should play along. See how it goes," Rainflight whispered into Owltalon's ear. She could sense he had doubts. It would make them look weak if they just gave in right on the spot. But why would it matter to these kits? It didn't seem he would give in to her plan fully, but at least he was taking it into consideration. "I would be grateful if you had shelter for my Clan for a few days until we can decide what to do next, but I must say that I can't believe in your tale of StarClan until I get some kind of proof." His questioning makes sense...but why can't we just make it easier and go along with it like I planned?! [bg=0f0d14][atrb=border,0,true]

All eyes were once more on them. Dawn shuffled a little under the stares as she introduced themselves. The she-cat beside Owltalon looked mischievous, but Owltalon seemed to be considering what they said. "I would be grateful if you had shelter for my Clan for a few days until we can decide what to do next, but I must say that I can't believe in your tale of StarClan until I get some kind of proof." Dawn took a deep breath and spoke. "We do have shelter, but ShadowClan is already there. There is no room to stay for a few days, and in a few days the whole forest will be destroyed." Cats gasped and whispered insisted after Dawn had spoken. She hadn't realized how quiet it was. and the ancestors did. "If you ask for proof, than StarClan will answer." As soon as Dawn had finished speaking Dusk felt his pelt prickle. He turned to his side and there was a tall warrior, much resembling the dead leader of ThunderClan. One more figure appeared, the one who had told Dawn and Dusk what to do. Seabird was her name. To Dusk's understanding, this were ThunderClan ancestors. If they didn't believe what they said after that, than Dusk didn't know what they would do. The figures disappeared and Dawn and Dusk looked back at Owltalon. "We must be quick, we have to gather two other Clans before we can lead you to your old home." Silence met these words, as the Clan waited with held breath on what their deputy would say. [bg=b03770][atrb=border,0,true]

Rainflight snorted. They were acting as if they knew everything. But then she comprehended the whole statement. ShadowClan was there too? Were they rounding up the entire four Clans? How did they manage to make ShadowClan believe they were right? The black she-cat was surprised that they didn't get their pelts ripped off before they even got a chance to talk! Rainflight couldn't believe her eyes after the ginger she-cat finished her next set of words. Almost as if they planned it over and over, two see-through cats appeared. Their pelts were paved with glittery, tiny lights, identical to the tiny lights in the sky. They were StarClan warriors. But not just any StarClan warriors. These were ThunderClan's ancestors. One of them was Riverstar! She seemed to be proudly smiling in the direction of her former apprentice and deputy, Owltalon. And next to her...Seabird! Her sister! A tear formed in her eye. But before she could run to the black-and-white warrior and tell her how much she missed her, she faded away. This was it. Their proof. And Rainflight, from one moment of not believing a word they said to the next moment where she completely understood, smiled. She was going to believe not because of the sign, not because of the two strangers, but because of Seabird. She was going to do this simply because of her. Owltalon seemed to agree, a caring smile forming on his face when he glanced at Rainflight. She guessed he was comforting her because of the painful remembrance of her sister. Turning back toward Dawn and Dusk he dipped his head politely. "Lead the way. ThunderClan is grateful for your help, and StarClan's wise choice." Rainflight felt amused and proud. Owltalon was already acting like a leader. She was grateful to have such a good and loyal mate. But now their future rested on the two loners. Though she still had her doubts, she believed Seabird would guide and help them. Her sister wouldn't let them down, and she wasn't going to give up on her faith. Hopefully things would go well. But she had a bad feeling that they would never see their home again. [bg=0f0d14][atrb=border,0,true]

Dawn
The protector of the Clans

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Dawn waited with a held breath as several of the other cats looked toward the deputy, Owltalon. Her eyes found two small kits who both looked curious rather than scared. Did they understand what was going on at the moment? They were about to leave home, and she noticed they were playing. She smiled. Maybe this clan would be easier to convince.

At the deputy's approval all the clan members relaxed and so did dawn. But they still had to get the clan to the barn and in a hurry. She stood up and turned to get ready to leave. She started forward and all he clans followed. They were almost there. Just two more clans. She just hoped they weren't too late to reach the other clans.

Dapplekit
The troublesome kit of Thunderclan

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RAtkit smiled as he messed around jokingly about her being in charge. At that moment she saw his attention being pulled toward two strangers. She tilted her head at them as her mom spoke up and Owltalon followed. Cats sent from starclan? Wow...that would have been really cool. She wondered if any cats from Starclan would visit her and give her a mission. She hoped they would. That would be the best thing ever!

As owltalon agreed to follow the strangers Dapplekit started looking around. She recognized a lot of the faces but she wasn't good with names yet. She thought that everyone was there, but something didn't feel right. There wasn't a dark ginger pelt around that made her get excited. What was that warriors name? Ginger...ginger...oh she wouldn't be able to come up with it on her own.

As the clan started following the strangers Dapplekit darted forward to catch up with Ratkit.
"Hey..."

[/color] she whispered. "What's Mysticpaw's mentor's name? The one that is mates with that big scary cat over there?"[/color]
She flicked her tail and waited for her new friend to answer her. She kept looking around and noticed another cat missing as well. Where could they have gotten off to?[/size][/left]

Streak
The thief of all rouges

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Streak watched the larger tom who was Ravenpaw's dad. He looked at Ravenpaw who had started crying again. Jaypaw was clueless and so it was left up to him to answer. He swallowed and closed his eyes.

"I met your daughter out in the woods a few moons ago."

[/color] he murmured letting his gaze find the black tom. "She's been helping me survive out at the two-leg place. If it wasn't for her I'm not sure how much longer i would have survived. She never hunted for me or went against your code, but i am grateful for her help."[/color] he paused and swallowed. "I heard the tree fall in the camp and i ran to help her. I know I'm not welcome here but when a friend needs help i try to help. When i got here this cat saved her life. i lead them to the entrance. I knew i probably wouldn't be welcomed here. i told her i was going to go home and she freaked out on me. I didn't mean to hurt her...i just don't want to get her in trouble."[/color]

He stopped and found his gaze looking at his paws. He closed his eyes hoping the tom wasn't too mad at him...or Ravenpaw. She didn't deserve to be in trouble. He swallowed and waited. It was all he could do.[/size][/left]

Gingerflight
The cheerful warrior of Thunderclan

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Gingerflight leaned into Cardinalfeather as he rubbed against her softly. She couldn't believe it. Could her brother really be dead? he was so strong and got through everything. At Cardinalfeather's words she looked up at him. Would he really help her look for her brother. She felt herself nod and followed him. As he bounded over the log Gingerflight waited. There was no way her leg would make it over that.

She started searching where she was and tried to find a scent. She was a good tracker, but the two-leg stench was making it hard. She quietly sat down nd looked around about her. There was no way the clan was still here. But where could they have gone? The lake? Maybe...but she wasn't abut to head toward the Thunderclan territory like Cardinal feather suggested. It would take long but to go through Riverclan would be a lot easier. And they never knew, but Riverlcan might still be there.

When Cardinalfeahter came bounding back with a tuff of black fur in his jaws, she felt her heart soar. She didn't even have to ask to know it was Nightscar's. She nodded and carefully sniffed it.
"Yes it's his. Oh cardinalfeather he has to be somewhere."

[/color] she mewed flicking her tail back and forth. She looked back toward Thunderclan territory then on to where Riverclan's would be. She let her gaze rest on him again.
"I think we would head back to the lake. Not toward Thunderclan but toward Riverclan. I know t would be longer, but there's less of a chance to get attacked by the monsters again."[/color] she mewed softly.[/size][/left]

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

He was surprised at how quickly she was able to identify that it was her brother. Cardinalfeather's eyes clouded over, "Gingerflight, where I found the fur..." his words drifted off. He wasn't sure he had the guts to tell her what he had found. He decided to go with his heart, if he were her he would want to know. "Look Gingerflight, there was blood everywhere, and the scent of dog." His voice wavered, "I don't know if he survived." The chances were fifty fifty, there wasn't enough blood to claim a death. But there definitely wasn't any sign of him. Cardinalfeather tried to smile, "I'm sure he got away though..."

At the mention of Riverclan he found his ears perking. "I guess we could make the journey." Although now with the mention of her brother, he wasn't sure Gingerflight would be up for the long walk. Even if it meant to safety. He looked away, unsure of how to comfort her. "By the scents I think another cat saved him." Along side the tufts of black he was able to find a few ginger clumps. Meaning he wasn't the only cat in the fight. But there was no denying the fact that there was more black tufts than ginger.

Opening his mouth he was able to detect the blood again, he concentrated harder. This time he was trying to get the scent of life. It was a silly concept, but it made sense. He was trying to find any sort of clue, that a cat would be still here. The tabby and white tom, picked up nothing. Turning to Gingerflight he meowed steadily, "No ones here." Determination spread across his face, as his words deepened. "Let's go to Riverclan."

He was never one to be forceful, nor in the least bit courageous. But after seeing how much Gingerflight loved her brother, it stirred something within. He wanted to prove to her that he wasn't dead, and sitting here all day wasn't going to do that. Lifting his tail he led her through the wreckage and toward the marshlands. It would be a long journey through the pines and to the river. But maybe they'd fine a clue on the way, something hinting toward Nightscar's survival. "Come on let's find your brother."