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"Welcome to the tribe! I'm Elena, but you can call me Gimpy" Elena mooed, a happy smile on her face. She would love to get to know this animal better.

Gimpy limped up, and mooed "I'm in. What's next?" she asked, her blue gaze resting on Highest Peak. A ritual, eh? Sounds cool.

"I'm afraid I can't accept that, as I'm in no position to do so." Gimpy mooed, a small smile on her face. A fair, eh? Elena would attend.

Elena hadn't known Kat too well, so she didn't feel a lot of pain when she noticed the deceased feline. But her friend, Sunny, seemed pretty upset. It took mearly seconds for Gimpy to be at Sunny's side, and a lone year rolled down the heifer's cheek. She hadn't realized it, but this feline was the deputy mayor. "I'm so sorry, Sunny."

Elena touched her own nose to Kat's corpse. The heifer would pay her respects to the deputy mayor, the probably leave the area. Suddenly, she spotted the bottle. Poison. Kat had committed suicide. Gimpy found that heartbreaking, as another tear trickled down her cheek.

Elena breathed. Sunny had been her only friend. Well, it's not lik her sister was going anywhere.

Elena knew she couldn't be much help. She was very pregnant, and walked with a limp. The best she could do was try to trample someone.

Elena trotted into camp. She had done this multiple times, and she would do it again. "Elena, returning." she mooed. The heifer flopped down, seeing as cows can't really sit.

No. No, no, no! Why did sunny have to die? Elena's jaw dropped as she spotted her friend. Sunny. Dead. "N- No." Elena mooed, her voice very quiet. This couldn't be true. A tear rolled down Gimpy's cheek, as she touched her nose to the body.

Elena simply nodded, offering the joiner a smile. She wasn't too great at these types of things.

"Well, hi there! I'm Elena, but you can call me Gimpy." she mooed, a happy smile on her face. Hey, the nickname suited her, as she was born with twisted legs, so she walked with a limp. Gimpy lay down, seeing as cows can't really sit,

""Thank you all. It's good to see you again, Silentsong. " she mooed. This tribe had been good to her, so she would stay. Her calf was due in about a month.

Elena, or gimpy, as she as more commonly known, limped back up to the border. Man, she had to stop disappearing like this. She smiled, upon finding her old Tribe. Her old home. "Hello? I'm Elena, or Gimpy, returning." she mooed quietly. She wasn't a loud animal, like some other cows, but when she wanted to make a point, she would raise her voice.

Elena nodded. "It's nice to meet you, Vult." Elena mooed. She offered the sheriff a smile, and continue to glance around for the rest of the tribe. Perhaps someone she knew would show up.

Elena nodded. She had recently came back from inactivity, so she'd love to go to an event like this. She wouldn't, however, be great, or even good at fighting, because cows aren't generally known for fighting ability.

Elena limped over, her gaze resting on Twilight. She, personally, thought it would be fun. But, she would wait for Her leader's response. If it was up to her, she would accept it in a heartbeat, but, she didn't have that power. Oh well

Elena couldn't believe her eyes. The tribe. Her tribe was gone. She lowered her head, and quietly sobbed. The place she loved so dearly was gone. Gone. Like the others. The tribe was so promising. They were so great. Elena made her choice. She was going to Thunderclan. She would reside there until the day when she passed. Thunderclan would be her home. She collapsed, and the large heifer was starting to get an udder. The tribe of the harvest moon was gone.

"I'm so sorry everyone. I should have been around more. I'm going to go to Thunderclan. You will be able to find me there" She mooed as she turned and left. The rubble crunching under her hoofs as she limped off. She knew Thunderclan would be able to take care of her. She gave one last look to the survivors, and left. The sun was setting, and she knew she would have to make it to her new home before dark, or the wolves would get her. She couldn't let that happen. Her calf would have to carry on.

Gimpy limped up towards where everyone was. She wouldn't make it without help. She dragged herself up the hill, tears streaming from her eyes. This couldn't be happening! Her home was being destroyed!

The large heifer limped up to the border, tear stains on her cheeks, and grief in her eyes. Her home had gotten nuked. Literally. The tribe of the Harvest Moon was no more. She didn't really have any other options. Thunderclan was the closest pro-clan to her former home. The sun was setting, and she was collapsed from exhaustion.

"My name is Elena, or Gimpy." she mooed, flicking an ear towards her twisted rear legs. "My tribe was bombed by humans. Would I be able to stay here?" she asked, grief in her eyes.

Elena glanced towards Izzy "R- really? Thank you so much. This means the world to me, thank you. Could you point me in the direction of camp, please?" she asked, rising to her hoofs. The 1300 pound heifer gave a nod to Moonkit "It was. Very few of us made it out in time. The humans slaughtered us." she mooed, sadness striking her gaze.