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    Midnightkit didn't know what was happening, but it got colder all of a sudden and the cream tabby tom started to shiver.

    "No." Shimmerspark growled. The relentless onslaught of snow eased off, she could see Midnightkit and Sandkit, before the snow fell in great sheets, and she could not see Shadepaw, or Grasspaw, whom stood right beside her. Squinting her eyes, she shoved forward, through the snow and wind, the snow piling up heavily, "GET INTO YOUR DEN BEFORE THE SNOW PILES UP AND YOUR LOCKED OUT!!" She bellowed. Fighting the wind in the direction where she had last saw the two Royal kits. She stumbld over a warm bundle of fur, "Midnightkit, its me, Shimmerspark. I'm taking you to your mother!" she told the kit, and leaned down to try and gently pick up the kit, then she turned in the direction of what she thought was the nursery.

    Sandkit started squealing, rapidly trying to blink the cold, visible air out of her eyes.. I can't see! And what the pigeon feathers is this white stuff? "Mammmmaaaa!!! Co-oohh. Urrrs..." She mewled, unaware that her plaintive cry for help was being completely swamped by the snow, like her tiny body was about to be...

    Shadepaw felt Grasspaw's jaws on her scruff, she moaned as she felt the coldness of the snow.

    Shimmerspark stumbled over Sandkit, she knelt down, and picked up the kit setting her on her back, then picked up Midnightkit again and continued her haul against the wind, she bumped into something, and den entrance. Whether or not it was the nursery, Shimmerspark needed to take cover now. She padded in, and suddenly, could see. She had ended up, not in the nusery, but in the Medicine den. the lighting was dim, making everything barely visable. But the roaring wind and endless onslaught of snow was significantly quieted. Accept for the hole in the roof of the den that perfectly framed the moon at night. Shimmerspark took the kits with her into her personal den, the entrance a mere crack in the wall at the back, she padded in. It was warmer inside. Cozy and sheltered. Shimmerspark set down Midnightkit and Sandkit. "We're in my den, its going to be allright, I'll find your mother soon. Don't touch any herbs. Go into my nest, I'm going to go see if there is any prey in here. Call out if you need me." she told the two kits. Then slipped back through the crack.


    Jadepaw cried out as she was suddenly enveloped in a world of white, her voice was drowned out by the howling wind as the blizzard took the fading day. The wind pushed her in its own direction, and Jadepaw stumbled against something. A den. Blindly, she squeezed through the tight entrance, suddenly unsure if it was a den, was it just a small nook? No, as Jadepaw went deeper, she found it was to small to be a nook. It was a tunnle. Jadepaw was in Blazingstar's den.

    Midnightkit felt himself being picked up and didn't squirm at all, this cat called herself Shimmerspark, and she smelt slightly different than the other cats. Soon enough they had found Sandkit and within moments they were out of the white mess, and were placed down.

    Shadepaw quickly wriggled out of Grasspaw's grip once she had arrived in the apprentice den. "Thanks," she muttered. She tried to hide her embarrassment that Grasspaw had just dragged her into shelter from the blizzard. She half wished she was in the medicine cat den, where she belonged so that she could help Shimmerspark. Shadepaw peered out of the snow, she shook her head to herself, there was no way she was going to go out in that again.

    Pinepaw was just able to follow Jadepaw, blindly, as her friend was right next to her when it started, and her moving had temporarily created a path through the snow. She pressed herself against the wall of Blazingstar's tunnel, and stared with interest out at the white mass of flakes. "Hey, Jadepaw, have you ever seen snow before?" She mewed, dreamily, reaching a paw out. Now that she wasn't being attacked by the snow, it was almost pleasant.


    Sandkit huddled against her brother. "Er unna e o-ay, rn e, idniki?"


    Translate: We're gonna be okay, aren't we, Midnightkit?

    Crookedjaw let out a sneeze as the snow began to fall. He did not mind it that much, in fact he couldn't are less about the snow. But he could tell all of the other cats in his 'clan' were very very worried about it.
    "So...do I go inside too?" he asked Shimmerspark, glancing up at the sky then back at her.

    Grasspaw skidded to a halt inside the den. "Great Starclan..." he gasped, sitting down as he watched the snow pile up in front of the den. "...a blizzard. I've only ever heard of them."

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    Sandkit wobbled to her paws and glanced about the den. "Wee, das yakka habsr, mabee summa dem funga? Yii-iii dees?" She mewed, sumbling over to some black things, and accidentally knocking over a pile of strong-smelling leaves, and sniffing gingerly. "Dees dun smaal dannerus."

    "Sandkit, bigger cat told us to not touch, and I wam gwtting tired" meowed Midnightkit, the cream tabby tom-kit was getting the wobbles, and it seemed that he was getting his speech nearly under control.

    Ooc: Tigerblood, Crookedjaw is standing in the middle of a blizzard, a blizzard that has snow piling up at alarming rates. He cannot see an inch infront of him in any direction, icy wind is cutting away the warmth, he should be caring a little more... ;D


    Ic:
    Jadepaw looked out at the snow, she had seen it once before, but never in such a scary way. "It's beautifull isn't it?" she said to Pinepaw, a ghost of a smile on her lips. "Lets go deeper into the den, see if we can find Blazingstar in this mess." she said after a pause. Squinting her eyes against the dark, her brushed her pelt against the wall for guidence, and padded deeper into the narrow tunnle.


    Shimmerspark found a small peice of prey, she padded back into her den to see Pinepaw amongst her herbs, it was good that she had poisionouse things on the very top shelves out of reach of curiouse kits. "Sandkit, try not to touch any of my stuff." she flicked her tail at the leaves Sandkit had scattered around, she sat down, and sniffed the leaves, "This is yarrow, it will make you puke." she told the kit, and then pointed with her tail tip at some berries on the top shelf, "Those are Death berries, they'll kill you if you eat them. That is Night shade, it too will kill you. I have dangerouse stuff in here, please don't eat anything. Allthough, not all of it is bad, you see here, this is Dock, the leave wont hurt you, but it doesn't taste very good, yet its good for wounds." she said, motioning toward the leaf. "These are cobwebs, push them against a cut to stop the bleeding." she pointed at some marigold, "And this is marigold, it fights off infection, infection is very bad little germ bugs that get the wound all dirty, and make it not heal." she said, hoping that Sandkit took the warning seriously, but also found it intruiging. Maybe Sandkit could use those small tidbits of information in an emergency or something. When she was older of course. She set the mouse infront of them, and dipped some moss in the shallow trickle of water. She brought it back for the kits to drink, "Here, you probably havn't had meat yet, but it's good, just try a little of it, and if you don't like it, you don't have to eat it." she told Midnightkit and Sandkit.

    Pinepaw nodded, drawing her paw back in, and padding after her friend, shaking the now-melting snow from her pelt. "Hey, look! It's just water. Does that mean that snow is, like, frozen rain? Why did it freeze? And how? Isn't rain like - water? How can water freeze? Before it even hits the ground?" Pinepaw, being born late last leaf-bare, had seen nothing colder than a frost, glistening on the bodies of prey.


    Sandkit nodded, not really taking in everything, but politely sniffing the leaves that Shimmerspark had shown her. "Bu da bak spas, dey na dannerus, a da? Dosoo avana abs funga?" She mewed, padding unsteadily towards the mouse, and tenderly licking it, leapinmg back in disgust and flicking her toungue unhappily. "Aa-aah. Sii tassin or fuh, Idniki, for Mama swassed t." She scowled, and resorted to lapping up some of the water from the moss. "Snodda goos Mama mill. Saniki pwobby fu, war, an appi. Esooda fullade nta nusey."


    Translation: "But the black specks, they're not dangerous, are they? Do you have anything for hunger?" "(noise of disgust) This tastes like your fur, Midnightkit, before Mama's washed it!" "It's not as good as mama's milk. Insanitykit's [probably full, warm and happy. We should have followed her into the nursery."

    (( I just thought it was a little bit of snow, sorry ))


    Crookedjaw, that had been in a den since the snow had started to heavy, looked outside at the blizzard.

    Midnightkit only sighed "No I downt have anythwng but bwgger cat said that she was gwing to bring some food"