And the walls kept tumbling down [ OPEN, EARTHQUAKE! ] In the city that we love

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    The day had started out like any other. Bright rays exploded over the hills as the sun began to rise, snow blanketing the ground and covering everything in the white powdery substance. The black and white border collie had been taking a morning walk, having not been able to get any sleep last night. Today just felt slightly off to him, like something was indeed wrong, but he had checked the borders and the majority of the territory and everything in Solsticeclan's domain appeared to be fine. Worry furrowed into his brow as he took a steady breath, eyes trained on Solsticeclan's camp as he padded forward when the inevitable happened. At first it was just a light rumble, one that caused the canine to wobble slightly. Setting a forepaw out to balance himself, Twelfthstar felt his heart began to beat to the sound of the vibrations that rumbled from inside of Earth's core. The rumbles began more severe and harsh and the leader was thrown off of his feet. Coughing and sputtering as he landed harshly upon his side, a crack split into the noisy chaos. He wanted to race to his clan, he wanted to save them and protect them from the deadly natural disaster, but he couldn't. Petrified by the pure horror of the sight that the earthquake had left, all Twelfthstar could do is stare at the destruction. The camp, the place he once slept it, had been completely demolished. Split down the center, one half was towering over the other by about ten feet while a five foot gap seperated the two halves.


    "Winterspell? Firstforte? Frenchrevolution? Freefall? Cyclonestar? Anyone?" The leader frantically yelped, heaving himself to all four paws as he limped forward, fear coursing through his masculine figure.


    Solsticeclan's home was no more.


    [ Plot twist c: So it appears Solsticeclan is moving once again c: ]

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    Winter jumped at the sound of her mate's voice calling out in fear. What was wrong? She felt her feet quake, or was it the ground? - moving terribly hard. She dashed out of the warriors' den just as it collapsed and out of the camp, barely in time from the dangers the earthquake had caused. "Twelfthstar!" she called out, frightened as the albino came to the leader's side, muzzling him in his flank. "Are you okay? Is everyone else okay?"


    //yay for plot twist acrylic tells me how suspenseful you can be - i guess it's because you're a writer xD

    Triffle


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    [justify][font=trechubet ms][color=brown]Linkinpark heard shouting and something shook him off the ground, flopping him to the side. What the hell. The red tabby sleath jumped to his paws, his green orbs scanning for the problem and he realized it wasn't around him but below him. The ground was moving - an earthquake. The tom immediately dashed out of the warriors' den just as the camp was struck by a huge fissure. Spotting some cats off to the side, he finally arrived to them. "Is everyone okay?" he asked with concern, his eyes darting around as he noticed Twelfthstar and Winterspell being the only one there.


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    [ xD well acrylic's too nice <3 this was a rushed post, I wish I could have worked longer on it, but eh, history has claimed my life Dx ]


    At the sight of the albino feline, the leader felt his heart swell with joy. He couldn't, no he wouldn't lose someone he loved. Twelfthstar couldn't even think about losing Winterspell or any of his children. Hell, he couldn't even think about losing a member of Solsticeclan. "I-I'm fine. Are you? I don't know!" Eye glancing over to the sleath, the canine nodded his head before flicking his gaze back to the demolished camp.

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    He had felt the small rumble, but easily put it off and used it to joke that he was just very hungry. He had been relaxing in camp, gnawing on the small bones of a mouse that had been recently brought back, a scrawny thing. He didn't expect the rumbles to grow, especially not to this magnitude. His baby blue eyes grew wide in astonishment as a crack formed through the middle of camp, quickly growing in size. What the? This wasn't right!




    Sudden panic had filled him, sending adrenaline coursing through his veins as he stared wide-eyed at the increasing crevasse, the ground still rocking beneath his paws. No matter how many disasters he lived through, Cyclonestar could never shake the fear he had, who would be able to? Quickly trying to gather his shattered wits, the long-furred tom whipped his head around, faintly hearing Twelfthstar's voice grow in the distance. His head whipped towards Winterspell, watching her dash off to aid his fellow leader. Sheeeit. Still not knowing what was going on, he quickly decided the best course of action. "We have to leave. It might start back up again," He mewed shakily, voice cracking slightly. What did they do wrong now!? Worried eyes flickered towards the crevasse in terror.




    ooc// we are such evil beings. fear the power of suspense. and aww thanks! i couldn't take credit for your suspensefulness anyway.
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    Leader of SolsticeClan
    Male
    Medium
    No Kill or Maim
    PM about capture
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    The fur along Coloredpencil's orange tabby spine rose. She scrambled out of the warriors den, racing over to Cyclonestar and the others.


    Silentsong


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    (I hope it is to another place with fields. Silentsong does not like forests and places where the sky is hard to see)




    Silentsong had been in the camp, napping a the time which the quake had begun. It had taken a little while to notice, for the tremours had begun small, but when things began to get more extreme, splitting the camp in half. she was jolted into full awareness to find a decent cliff off earth towering over her like a wave. She scrambled to her feet, looking around for the things which were important to her. Her book, where was it. The small bible she owned held things representing every place she had ever come to love, and every friend she had ever met. Regardless of the danger, she needed to find it now. The young runt began to look around every which way until she spotted the blue bound book, wedged in between a rock and a hard place. With her legs spread out in order to help her keep her balance, she made her way to it, and began trying to pull it out. the thought of leaving it behind was like the thought of loosing her life, very traumatic.
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    Milkydream's paws shook as the ground cracked open beside her. Yelping, the weird colored tux ran the other way. The magnitude growing, Milkydream crashed to the ground.


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    [align=center]Frenchrevolution had just settled for her afternoon nap when she heard her father's ear shattering call for help, listing off the name of the active felines in the clan. Her hazel eyes burst open as she felt the soil floor shake beneath her paws. "Daddy! Winterspell! Silentsong!" Immeadiately she flashed outside to meet with the group. "What the hell just happened?! All I know is the earth's shaking! Do we have to move? Where's Free? Where's everyone else like Disneypaw and Viperfang?!" She had so many questions and she just wanted to curl up and cry away the problem.

    "Wait, you're my sister?!"
    The scrawny tuxedo gave a bewildered cry, refusing to look at the destroyed scenery before them for a heartbeat. But of course, her faithful golden-yellow optics drank in the horrifying scenery. SolsticeClan territory was no more - yet again.
    "Don't forget me, Frenchy! Just because I'm trapped under these rock doesn't mean I can't blabber my mouth off!"
    Firsty tried to peer between the small hole. A ray of sunlight streamed through the disarrays of rocks and tangled brambles. The thorns dragged at her scarred pelt in a painful manner, but she tried her best in ignoring it for now. But it really hurt, damn it.
    "Somebody get me outta here without crushing me!"

    Shakily making his way over toward his co-leader, Twelfthstar shook his head. "We need to move right away, yes, b-but we need to find the others. If someone didn't... didn't." No, he couldn't even finish that horrid sentence. Seeing Frenchrevolution, the masculine canine trotted forward toward his feline daughter, giving her a quick, reassuring lick over her forehead. As Firstpaw's voice rang out into the air, Twelfthstar felt his stomach knot.


    "Firstpaw!" The black and white collie yelped as he sat the bright golden optics that illuminated the obscure shadows from underneath the debris. "Hold on, we'll get you out," he murmured before leaping over, examining the issue. "Some help will be required," he ordered back to the others.


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    Milkydream's white paws raised herself up, and the unnormal color tux's dark blue eyes flashed with anger. 'Rude way to stay my stay at Solsticeclan...oh well!' she thought too herself. The land was beautiful, she hoped they would find an equally beatuiful land once they move.
    "I'll help!"

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    The Tom nodded in agreement, seeing that Twelfthstar would take care of freeing first paw. "I'll send a patrol out to scout around for a place to move while we find those who may be injured or deceased," He mewed to the co leader, ears flicking.
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    At hearing his name, Viperfang writhed out from beneath a pile of rocks, a little shaky but okay for the most part. Well, if you counted the sharp angle his tail twisted in near the tip okay. "I'm here," He croaked unhappily, not bothering to say that he was okay when he wasn't. His home was destroyed for the fourth time. God damn, He couldn't help to think, legs wobbly and unstable.


    Ooc// mobile

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    [justify][font=tahoma]"Oh StarClan!" Crimescene roared, using her strong muscles to push her towards the group of SolsticeClanners.

    Triffle


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    [justify][font=trechubet ms][color=brown]The red tabby turned to Cyclonestar, his green orbs clouded with worry for who know what else happened to the others. "I'll help with the patrol," he mewed to the leader, glancing around trying to figure out who was missing. Disneypaw and Flowerpaw were. Who else?


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    [sup]"Ok, WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED?" The medicine cat yelled, finally breaking out of the rubble. She had heard lots of noise, and immediately went for her herbs, trying to save whatever she could in case something was happening, and clearly, something had. It was a stupid move, saving plants rather than herself, but she was alive, and her head was poking out of the rubble."On another note, will someone please get me the fuck out of here?" She could feel the rocks around her squeezing a little breath out of her, slowly but surely. And if Firstforte would stop taking all the attention....dammit. Did they not think their medicine cat was something valuable? Frankly, Free was pretty pissed and if you couldn't tell, on the monotonous side of herself.

    Winter turned at the sound of voice to see Freefall shouting her head off as she was stuck in the rubble. Wrinkling her nose, she bounded over to the calico without a word and started to clear off the rocks on top of her and the side.

    Squeaking, Octoberkit tripped over to Freefall, staring up at his mother.


    Silentsong


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    Eventually, silentsong managed to get her valuable book free from the rubble, although it ended up being torn in a corner in the process. Well that could not be helped much and the little feline picked up what she had in her mouth, careful not to get the pages wet with saliva. The she immediately trotted over to Freefall. It could be assumed that the little cat also cared about the herbs and was there to make an attempt to steal the medicine cat position if Freefall was in a paranoid mood, but the non-verbal feline was actually concerned about the dilute calico instead. Still keeping the book, which she could not read, clenched in between her teeth, the little feline began poking though the rubble, looking for the best way to get Freefall out which one of as little strength as Silentsong's could do to help.
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