It was a normal day. The sun shone in a wide-expanding blue sky, not a cloud to be seen. This day was notably hot, though. Wildlife's pads burned on the ground and his neck was smoking. The birdsong, though, was slow and not very... loud. Something was wrong. Something was definitely wrong. Narrowing his eyes, he parted his jaws. Oh no... that smell. Wildlife coughed, but he scrambled to his paws quickly. Small blackish-gray streams rose into the sky. Oh no, oh no, no, no. He bundled over to the camp entrance but he quickly pulled back, because sizzling orange-yellow flames lapped on his nose, leaving a remarkable, stinging burn. "EVACUATE!" He bellowed, trying to ignore his burnt nose. "EVACUATE! ENTRANCE IS BLOCKED!"
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Screaming, she started racing to the nursery. Karlek had wide eyes. Help the kits! Help the queens! She thought, silently. After all, they would have the most trouble.
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Seedkit opened her eyes at the sound of a fire, and immediately went towards the medicine den, screeching something or another about the flowers and the flower cats. "W-What about the flowers and the sick cats?" She tried to yowl above the flames, fear showing in her large aqua eyes.
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" God let me live "[/fancypost]
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[justify]Witchingstar looked around. "Everybody, get to the barn!" she called out, running to the warriors den to check that no one was in there. "GO, GET OUT, GO TO THE BARN," the leader shouted again, going to each den and shouting the same thing, not wanting to leave yet, as she had to save her clanmates.[/justify]
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[OUR SCARS HAVE THE POWER TO REMIND US THAT THE PAST WAS REAL.]
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; opacity: .90; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: #000000;]Shifting into his massive Siberian tiger form, the vice leader cleared a path outside camp. "THIS WAY," roared Hannibal, his auburn gaze flicking to his clanmates. [/fancypost]
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Seedkit continued to hear the words that they should evacuate to the barn, but what about the flowers that she held so dear to her heart? The little kit scrabbled towards the den, when flames spouted nearby her, scaring her away from the healers den and back towards the center of the camp. "How do I get out of here?!"
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Grabbing a few NPC kits, and helping some queens, Karlek leaped away, carrying the kits with her, and taking them to the barn. Retreating back to camp, she leaped as flames roared closer to her, screaming as a small tree nearly fell on her, Karlek shaking her head before yelling. "IS ANYONE TRAPPED?" She questioned loudly, choking on smoke, throat smothering into a tingly feeling.
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" God let me live "[/fancypost]
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The cinnamon tabby felt herself be picked up, yowling a little in pain, and wriggling in the air. Here she was, in the sky once more. She always felt calm when being picked up, almost as though she were flying. Not even the flames could bring her down from such a high. Youth is one hell of a drug.
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" God let me live "[/fancypost]
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Lunarpaw would not go until the rest of her clan had evacuated.The lilac tabby did not seem afraid of the fire, just mildly surprised.She ran over to the dens, checking to see if anyone was inside.Picking up a few NPC kits who were very confused, she told them to follow the cats who were evacuating as hse placed them down.Being ready to give her life up for her clan was her duty, right?
#lunarpawishere
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Seedkit felt herself be put down, and all the worries about the healers and their stash went running back to her. But she couldn't do much, and reluctantly went into the barn with her tail in between her legs.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px;][fancyimage]http://i62.tinypic.com/2ugjjwo.png[/fancyimage]Flowerpaw frowned, remembering Seedkit's urge to prospect the flowers and herbs. The cheetah stretched out her long legs and sprinted towards the medics den. Peering inside, she saw the flames billowing outside but it didn't stop her. Flower dove into the den and pressed her paws onto the ground. Small vines appeared, slowly growing thicker and stronger. The deputy attached bundles of herbs to the plant and watched as it grew up out of the den, narrowly avoiding the hungry lick of the flames.
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Leaping as a struggling NPC elder had trouble walking, she let them lean against her as she tried to keep them walking a bit more quickly, supporting them, until they got out of the fires range, before leaping back in the fire almost instantly, coughing a bit, before shaking her head, hissing as fire managed to touch her paw but she managed to dig it in dirt, having a new ugly fleshy burn on her shoulder, her once tangled hair missing, as her golden eyes examined the camp, not sure who else was having trouble.
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roleplaying . "speaking" . thoughts[hr][hr]
The shock had brought her memory back.. She remembered everything now this was her clan she loved herbs her mother was dead.. She screamed grabbing all the herbs she could as a burning branch fell onto her as she yowled with pain attempting to get out from under it.. Finally, she clawed her way out following after seedkit her eyes wide with horror.She suddenly felt somewhat protective of the kit walking next to it she seemed in shock she bit her lip.. Almost all of the herbs were gone.. She looked around and sat down in the barn sorting the herbs and looking around for injured cats [color=#E4CFAB]"Excuse me? Is anyone hurt?" she asked her claws gripping into the ground.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px;][fancyimage]http://i62.tinypic.com/2ugjjwo.png[/fancyimage]Flowerpaw ripped off the vine carrying all the herbs and wrapped it around her body. The cheetah sprinted through the flames, not caring if it burned. After a minute of running, she reached the barn, panting. "Verdantpaw....here." she managed, coughing. She handed over the vine with all the bundles of herbs attached.
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Ah frick.
dig.The ferret immediately ran to his burrow, shoving dirt behind him. No one was keeping track of who was going where, and he felt safe in the cool ground.