The Tribe of Lasting Storms

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    "If the both of you are fine, I need to take my freshkill back to camp", with that, Hailstorm went to fetch the freshkill she had abandoned to try and help.

    Silversky looked around then sighed and went and laid in front of his den. He closed his eyes and dreamed.


    Stormfox watch Cloudchaser then went back to her little area and watched around quietly. She wandered how that rogue had found the camp...

    Speedyhawk padded over to her den. "I am a runner" she thought. She laid down in her nest and dreamed. She dreamed that there was an eagle above her. She was chasing through the meadows running fast as she could. She froliced through the meadow as the eagle still sored above. her speed the same paste. She then padded up a mountain and climbed to the top and looked at the view. She chased to the mountain the whole day. Then she looked to the stars. She saw starclan coming down to talk to her. One of a yellow color said"Young Speedyhawk of the tribe of Lasting Storms, You are ment to run sore like an eagle, You sore with the eagle of you. Your spirit is an eagle ment to chase and let your wings spread out.". Another one came up with a white coat "You seek a bigger clan with most everyone, you are the one who helps". One more came he was a brown tabby " you sore ahead your ready early young one. "Your calling of a runner is your speed. Your meant to chase the eagle to the mountains, your wise young Speedyhawk very wise of your choices" he said in cough. They dissapeared into mist. She then stared at the stars.

    Ooc: I will to :)
    Ic: Rainwhisper padded ofer to her den and began to fall asleep, dreamig of fighting rogues.