~A Wisp of Sand~ a a desert cat tribe rp

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Crimson and Willie's hole wasn't holding up. It was filling with water!
(Willie? I used to call her thst....)
"We have to get out of here," Willow yowled. She ran out, her pelt was drenched. The frightened she-cat felt lost. This was her first storm. The elders had told her about thunder storms that flooded the whole savanna. Maybe they were myths? Maube the truth? Either way she knew that low ground wasnt going to do. "We all have to get to high ground," Willow yowled to all the cats.
 
(@LilJoe ) Crimson escaped back to the desert, careful of the flooding ravines. "Come here!" He yowled. He sheltered in a temporary ravine.
 
The rain hated Willow as much as it loved pulling branches off of weeping willow trees. The Thunderers stampeded over the soggy ground, causing a minor earthquake. The trumpeted in fright when lightning struck and thunder roared simultaneously. It was too close.
 
Crimson watched with huge worried eyes, his ears swiveling to every little sound. "Come on Willow, you can do this!" As she limped towards him. Meanwhile in his mental battle he was clawing to the light, he didn't want to drown in this storm.
 

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