A Storm is Brewing [Medicine Cats]

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The she-cat pressed herself into the earth. With each breath a convulsion traveled down her spine. She curled into herself, unable to bring herself to her feet. She couldn't face them, not after this. Something inside her snapped. I can't do this. Fawnstep let her mouth trail open, silence spilling from her, Not after this. Minutes swept passed her. Thistlespot's gentle touch brought thorns through her flesh. Even her voice was muffled, dark hissings and sharp bites. Everything was distorted. A few minutes more, huddling, wet and incinerated. The images slowly began to fade, and slowly the she-cat climbed to her feet. Dust coated her pelt, a hollowness in her eyes. Not after this. Fawnstep padded through the tunnels aimlessly. Her sense of direction was gone. Nothing felt familiar. It was gone, the feelings, everything. Since the moment she was born, she always felt this connection. There were ties pulling her to Starclan. She always felt close to them, as if they'd never leave her side. They were her guides, her guardian angels. But now there was nothing. She felt nothing. The calico saw the light glimmering ahead. Her hollow eyes followed the light and into the clearing. The remaining medicine cats watched her closely, their eyes trained with sympathy. Had they seen the horrors she endured? The she-cat brought herself into a teetering sit, she let her eyes score over their bodies, and still nothing left her lips. She couldn't tell them what she's seen. They had called her a non-believer. Was she? Was that why she felt so hollow? Before this her beliefs were unwavering - there wasn't any doubt. Tonight she wasn't sure. The she-cat lifted her eyes to the sky, an instinct to her, always looking for answers. Clouds littered the horizon, and still the moon hung brightly in the night. Why were they staying silent? Fawnstep brought her gaze back to her companions, and coolly the words slid out, "I'm going home." [bg=ab8078]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width:423px; height:338px; padding-left: 11px; background: url(http://farm1.static.flickr.com/110/257481447_f78f9545e7.jpg);] Blackfur was walking heading for highstones tailing the scents of the other medicine cats hoping to catch up with them. He had stayed back at Riverclan camp to look over one of the warriors had come in late at night complaining of aching paws so they gave them some Feverfew for the ach but as it had happened they didn't had enough poppy seeds to give the warrior to help them get back to sleep so Blackfur went out to quickly collect some whale Fawnstep had gone to highstones with out him. When Blackfur got back to camp he found the warrior already back asleep in the warriors den with the others so with a sigh and a shake of the head Blackfur just added the poppy seeds to the herb storage of the medicine cat den then headed right out for highstones. He hurried to a run as the Stones started to come into view hoping to get there before they all headed in to speak with StareClan but as he got closer to Highstones something just didn't seem right no matter how hard he tried to place this feeling he had no idea what was making him feel this way. "Is it you StareClan...That are making me feel this way?" he asked up to the stars as he ran confused and not sure who else to ask. [/style]

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Cloudstep watched as Thistlespot came out followed by Fawnstep. The calico cat looked scared out of her pelt. It was in the way she looked around, the way the walked the way she held herself. What had she seen? Yes what he had witnessed was rather nerve racking, but he didn't think it was enough to scare her that much. Maybe she had seen something different. Thistlespot asked what everyone had saw. Cloudstep glanced around at the other two wondering if they would answer. They both seemed ready to go home. He swallowed. "It might be best if we keep it to ourselves this time," he murmured softly, "Whatever we saw, it wasn't good. It might be best if we just go home and think this over for now." He shivered some as he thought of Heatherflower's face. Why had she looked like that? What did the dream mean. He looked at Fawnstep said that she wanted to leave and go home. He stood and padded over to her and gently touched her shoulder with his tail. "I'll go with you to the border," he mewed softly. He mewed a quiet goodbye to Thistlespot and Frostbite and led Fawnstep away. He didn't want to cut this meeting short, but he wanted to get back tot eh camp and talk to Sunstar as soon as he could. They got outside and he stopped smelling something ahead. He quickly looked around then relaxed seeing Blackfur coming up to meet them. He had wondered why Fawnstep had come instead of Blackfur. 'hello Blackfur," he mewed to the older tom, "Sadly we just ended the meeting i think. something has spooked all of us." He glances at Fawnstep some and gave him a small weak smile. Maybe Fawnstep would be more willing to talk to the black tom than him. They were from the same clan after all. [bg=a3b0b4]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width:423px; height:338px; padding-left: 11px; background: url(http://farm1.static.flickr.com/110/257481447_f78f9545e7.jpg);] Blackfur stopped running and calmly walked over when he saw the other medicine cats Cloudstep was the first to speck to him. After hearing what he had to say Blackfur looked at the others and to him it was pretty clear that something was definitely different about the dreams they had received tonight compared to the ones they normally had. "I see well...I'm sure you all will be able to work it out StareClan gives us all these dreams for a reason after all. For now I hope you can get some rest and your clan can be fully fed and healthy." Blackfur said when he turned his attention back to Cloudstep after finishing giving a smile and a small head bow to the older cat. After speaking to Cloudstep Blackfur walked right over to Fawnstep "If you've already had your dream I guess it's time for us to head back to camp so you can get some well disserved rest. That is unless you would like to talk about your dream with the others before we go. It's up to you I'm in no hurry I just got here after all." he said with a smile trying to lighten the mood a little and thinking that maybe talking about the dreams may help every one get a little better of a idea what the dreams meant but not wanting to force the matter seeing that every one was still a little shaken up. [/style]

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Fawnstep hardly noticed Cloudstep's presence. She accepted his companionship with cold indifference. His words pierced her pelt like needles - disguised as high pitched shrieks. The calico's senses were distorted. Shadows flickered through her vision, the eyes were still on her - she could feel them rip into her flesh. A sharp exhale left her mouth, suddenly and quip. The she-cat stopped, her body shuddering, convulsing. She could feel Cloudstep's gaze bore into her, deep and foreboding. She wanted to scream. "Let me be." She seethed, the words dripping from her tongue. The she-cat strode forward, her strides long and torturous. Blackfur. She caught the tom with a hastened shove, her shoulder clipping his flank. For a second everything turned on. The shadows were gone, the voices, the pain, and she could see the horror in their eyes - Cloudstep and Blackfur watched her anxiously. Fawnstep slowly captured her mentor's gaze, "I quit." The words fell, suspended in the air. Was it even possible? Could a medicine cat abandon her duties? Her ties to Starclan? They called me a non-believer. And it was back. The she-cat writhed as the hallucinations clouded her vision, rendering her insane. Without a word she took off into the moorland, her paws thudding over the peaty earth. She needed to get back to Riverclan. She had to warn her clanmates. She had to tell them before it was too late. She had to gather the non-believers. She had to know who was responsible. They called me a non-believer. It wasn't her. It couldn't possibly be her. Why would this be because of her? But as she entered the camp her breaths fell short - rugged and sharp. She fell to her paws, huddled in the reeds. She couldn't even muster the strength to crawl into the river and drown. Fawnstep wanted to rid herself of these thoughts. She wanted to let the water slide through her lungs and choke her silent. "I do believe." She whispered as the heavy kiss of sleep lulled her gone. [bg=ab8078]

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Cloudstep stopped surprised and worried as Fawnstep announced her want to step down from the Medicine cat role and ran off toward her home. His ears laid back worried he had said something to upset her. She had seemed rather jumpy and tense, but surely whatever she saw in her dream wasn't bad enough to make her quit. He nodded slightly as Blackfoot said his goodbye and followed after the calico she-cat. He mewed a quiet goodbye and safe travels to Frostbite and Thistlespot then headed back toward his home. The dream played over and over in his mind and sent a shiver down his spine. He knew something was right because he may not have known Hazelstar that well, but he knew she nor Heatherflower would kill, not unless they had to. And they wouldn't kill their own clan-mates. He reached the top of the hill and paused, realizing he was panting. Had be been running? Why? Was he scared? Did this darkness worry him? It did remind him of his dream. He swallowed and looked up at the skies where a few clouds lazily drifted across the moon as it slowly lowered further and further toward the horizon. He just sat there studying the stars, trying to come up with the meaning of the dream. One thing came to his mind: Starclan was going to turn against them. Cloudstep closed his eyes painfully against the thought. 'Please Starclan. Give me a sign that my thoughts are wrong,' he pleaded mentally, 'Please help me lead my clan under your guidance. He sat there for a minute longer, then turned as light slowly came out of hiding. He must have been sitting there a while. He stood and shook out his fur and stretched his now stiff muscles and made his way back to the camp. He was going to talk to Sunstar. He needed all the help he could get to understand this. [bg=a3b0b4]