Tribe of Jagged Lightning {RP thread!}

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    OOC: If you wish. Shall it be a good omen or a bad one?


    IC: The rain plastered End's pelt flat, making him look thiner then ever. He allowed a small purr to rumble from his throat. Moreta would watch Storm's tribe closely, as she always did.

    OOC: Bad one it is. Those are more fun anyhow.


    IC: End blinked his eyes, the rain was pelting down harder. Thunder smashed overhead, louder then ever. Suddenly, lightning stuck the clearing without warning. No cat was injured, but the fact that it ignored all the high pointed rocks around it was frightening enough. End's legs suddenly buckled, his yellow eyes clouded over and closed, and he sank into the deep mud, his white pelt still. It began to hail violently.


    OOC: He is not dead, just interpreting the sign. The others may think he is dead though, besides Moon, because most of them have never seen the interpretation before.

    Stone grumpily sat down, but did as he was told and said nothing more.
    Rat awoke from a short nap and stared at End. "What- in the name of Starclan- did I miss?"
    Stone hissed, "He's whatchamacalliting. Now be quiet."

    End began to shake, his tail twiching slightly at first, then his whole body began to shake violently. He jerked and twiched, his whole body locked in a wild spasm, his claws tearing into the earth. Then the old white cat's body jerked up, his yellow eyes blazing with fear, his pelt bristled. He suddenly looked warn, just a terrified old tom. "Mortela has spoken to me!" he rasped. He tried to stand but slid back into the mud.

    Dance jumped forward to support End. "Are you alright?" she asked cautiously, "What happened?" Her eyes widened at the sight of the Songweaver and the fact that she got out a sentence without a single stutter.

    "I-I don't know..." she answered, worry ringing in her mew. After settling End into his nest, Dance backed off and stood outside in the comfort of the rain.

    Rat sighed. "This isn't much of a celebation, I'm gonna return to my nap." And with that, he walked back to the Thunderbellies den.