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Post by Shadingsun on Sept 2, 2012 19:08:58 GMT -8
Mothflight flicked her ears up as the wind stopped, as rain ceased from pelting the ground and as dust stopped colliding with other unfortunate objects. She, trembling, peeked open one green eye, hearing nothing but the blood rush through her veins and her heartbeat before her senses came back to her, and before Sunpaw mewed and squirmed against her ruffled, spotted back, feeling hot and confined. (so in other words, Mothflight is scared to death! XD) Stepping to the side with caution, Mothflight let Sunpaw crawl out from between the wall numbly, and Sunpaw huffed as she ran out into camp, where the sky was now a stormy shade of blue. Mothflight was about to yell after in protest when she shook her head and sat down, wrapping her tail around her paws and fur on end as she still processed what had just happened.
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Post by Leaf on Sept 2, 2012 19:35:45 GMT -8
Opening his eyes slowly, Nettlepaw was a bit surprised to see Mothflight so scared. "Are you alright....?" he asked, trying to comfort her so they could go see if there was any damage.
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Post by Shadingsun on Sept 3, 2012 9:17:49 GMT -8
"I-I'm...ok..." Mothflight trailed off to glance over at Nettlepaw, her eyes wide with concern. "Are you alright?" she asked, noticing the movement of cats around them as they all slowly stood up, wary of the broken surroundings around them.
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Post by Leaf on Sept 3, 2012 17:38:10 GMT -8
"I think we all look okay....I'm just worried about the damage..." he said followed by a shrug as he looked for any noticeably hurt clanmates.
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Post by Shadingsun on Sept 6, 2012 16:40:32 GMT -8
"Yah..." agreed Mothflight, shivering before poking her head outside cautiously and sniffing the dusty, wet air. Tree limbs were littered throughout the camp floor. Pine and maple branches were found sparcer near the center of the camp, a relief to her, but a huge oak tree seemed to have fallen, spreading out its trunk and leaves right infront of the entrance to the apprentices den. That close? thought Mothflight worriedly, the strong smell of tree sap making her nose twitch and her tail flick. She could see over the tree trunk just barely if she stood on her hind legs, which gave her the notion that if they were going to get to their clanmates, the cats currently in the apprentices den would have to jump over the trunk, or get torn apart by padding through the broken stake-like wedges farther up the trees bark, weaved like a web inbetween the still-green leaves. It seemed to her that there was no other way out; the tree seemed to curve close around the den, as if the cats of Starclan had only just saved them by extending a claw over the entrance, protecting the safe underground haven from the storm. Mothflight sighed tiredly and padded back into the old rabbit den that was the Apprentices den, her green-blue eyes quickly adjusting to the light as she ventured to share the news and watching where she put her paws down the sandy tunnel- so as not to slip as she skidded down.
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