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Ic: **I could hardly see through all the rain falling down. Hard might I just add. My wings are now soaked and I can't fly. I hate it when it rains. I quickly found shelter and hid there til the rain stopped. It soon stopped after a few hours. I stepped out of hiding, only to see clan-cats gathered around the huge tree. Moonhigh had risen and I hadn't noticed. I was to busy watching as the rain fell hard on the ground. But then that clan-cats looked up. 'Uh-oh' I thought. I was in deep Fox-dung? As most cats I see or talk to always say that, if their in trouble or calling someone that. I shrugged it off, and looked straight into a silver, black tabby with piercing icy blue eyes. I shook my head. "And who are YOU?!" he spat at me. Luckily though, I had my wings pushed close to my body so I looked like a normal she-cat. Many cats think its funny to make fun of me. Thats why I ran away from my Housefolk when I was 3 moons. And ran away from many of the clans I were in. They didn't want some wing-ed cat freak. Nobody would. "Hello?!" the voice rang through my head, like it was yelled into my ear. Soon enough I opened my ears and seen the Tom was now sitting infront of me. His clan-mates, I guess that's them, sat behind him. They all seemed angry, except the Tom. "I'm Angel. And I was just leaving." I spat, now both of our faces close, that if one of us stuck our tongue out it would reach the other cats muzzle or cheek. "Angel, You don't smell like a clan-cat or kittypet. why are you here? At the Gathering?" He asked me. Honestly I didn't know anything much about Gatherings. "I was hiding from the horrid rain." And then it happened. He had licked my muzzle. I don't even know the Tom, and he licks me?! I pushed him away. "what the heck?! I don't even know you?!" I yelled at the, very heartbroken angry, Tom. The next thing I knew was that every cat there had lunged their very heavy, and rain-y,bodies towards me. The last thing I heard before everything went black were these words. "You very well know who I am, Angel. Remember that." Then everything was black. Maybe that's why I woke up and couldn't remember anything. I had stood up and padded towards the cave, in which I live. Next thing I know I'm-** Angel woke up from a loud, BANG! and THUD! Coming from, the closet? Angel stood up and hopped down off the couch, making sure not to wake Arrow. She padded up to the closet again. And it was suddenly quiet.
Ooc: OMG! That's the most I've ever written.