Posts by Brookshine

An apprentice, Brookpaw, poked her head in. "They're in here, too?" it was more of a statement than a question. Hissing in disgust, she shakes a gecko off her front paw. "Not one place in this whole camp is safe!"

OOC: Lynxdream, I <3 Gravity Falls too! Mabel is awesome!

IC: "Well, we now we know where they come from, but how do we stop them?" Brookpaw asked.

Brookpaw raced over to help her denmate, but was stopped by a swarm of geckos. Their sticky little feet gripped her pelt. She shook herself like a wet dog, trying to get them off.

Brookpaw rolled over, effectively crushing the geckos. She swiped up a bunch more, claws out. She dodged closer to the group of warriors around Willowpaw. She shrieked when a particularly big one bit her nose. "Waz da Plah ow?" She asked, meaning to say: "What's the plan now?"

"Ahh!" A gecko was crawling up Brookpaw's leg! She shakes it off, and climbs up a Bush, trying to escape the scaly hoard. "Effy un, ett uh high!" She yowled, her gecko-bitten nose still hindering her speech. What she meant to say was :"Everyone, get up high!"

Brookpaw leaped down from the bush and took her fallen Clanmate by the scruff, trying to drag her to safety.

Brookpaw let the dead apprentice slip out of her maw. Killer lizards? She had never thought they would be more than a nuisance. She fell upon a big one, calling out the battle cry (with her still injured nose) : "Fuh Illapah!" She killed it with a swift bite on the nape of its neck. Then a queen wailed from the nursery: "Ahh! The lizards broke through our defenses!"

Brookpaw followed in Acornshine's wake, going out of her way to crush sluggish geckos. She darted through a hole in the nursery, and almost squashed a gray kit, before she realized it was not a lizard.

Brookpaw scooped a kit into her mouth, and mumbled for the others to do the same. She ran out, skipping lightly around lizards, and looked for someplace safe to hide the kits.

"Cuh ah!" Brookpaw urged. She ran back into the nursery to see what was taking the others so long. Oh no, She thought, A queen having her kits! Right in the middle of a gecko attack!

"Ahll geh dah edisin cah." Brookpaw's nose was still bleeding from her gecko bite. She ran out to find the medicine cat.

"Ah goth deh nedisine caht!" Brookpaw's nose was getting better. On her heels followed the Clan's medicine cat. (Name?)

OOC: We can make one up.

IC: Fallowrain dropped her bundle of herbs, and set to work. Brookpaw scooped up a bunch of lizards and flung them at the wall, where they were impaled by the thorns.

OOC: Where's the queen giving birth? We need the kits to be born!

IC: Fallowrain purred soothingmy to the queen. "Here.Bite down on this stick when the pains get worse." She offered a stick to chew.

(What? :-\)

"We cahnt jus leaf her!" Brookpaw added. Her nose was really improving. She pounced on a grey lizard and dispatched it with a swift bite to the neck.

OOC: Fallowrain, the medicine cat, is already there! Didn't you read my posts?

IC: "Shhhh...I'm here, I'm here. Just bite down on the stick and push." Fallowrain soothed the queen. She slapped a gecko that was crawling over the herbs. Brookpaw rolled over to crush a gecko that had leaped onto her back.

OOC: Its okay. :)

IC: "About two more kits, Fawnsong." Fallowrain said. She told Brookpaw to wet some moss in the nearby stream and bring it back for the queen. "Will do!" Brookpaw shouted as she climbed over the seething mass of lizards. She trampled one's head for good measure.

Brookpaw ran out of camp, and swiped fresh moss off of an old oak tree by the water. She balled it up and dunked it in the water. It was quiet, too quiet. She lifted her head. The moss splashing back into the water, dropped by Brookpaw's gaping mouth, broke the ominous silence. Terrified, Brookpaw bolted back to camp. She crashed into the clearing and yelled: "It's coming! Brace yourselves!"

Fallowrain broke off a stick from the nursery wall,and hissed when a gecko climbed through the gap. "Here." She placed the stick next to Fawnsong's face. She licked the little black kit dry and gently pushed it close to its mother's belly. A deep, foreboding noise played in the distance.