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[NoFlyBackFarm]

Lavenderkit woke up to a shrieking sound and leapt at the source. Her ears were cold and she was freezing.

 

[NoFlyBackFarm]

A cat, she felt a cat. The cat was saying something, something she couldn’t hear. Then she fell to the ground as it disappeared.

 

[Amer]

Coldshard looked to Thunderwave. For once he might come in useful for his religious manner. "We need you now!" He said, slapping Mr.Perfect. (@Table4Six )

 

[NoFlyBackFarm]

Lavenderkit asked if anyone heard what the cat was saying.

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

"Uh....ColdSHARD!"Morningpaw's voice turned to a shriek of horror as a ball of light grew bigger and bigger at the top of the tree line, staying in one spot, but growing larger and larger. It was still dark out, Exept for the one ball of light.

The light ball started pulsing, turning a dark crimson red. It cast a eerie, dark glow over the land and the cats."Foxdung..."Morningpaw whispered."StarClan help us...."

Morningpaw was crouched on the ground, and she looked at him. She was trembling, sheer terror in her eyes, and it looked like she would start sobbing. She looked like she was seeing into his soul."It's so dark...so cold...so...afraid...lonely."She whimpered.

"Look at his eyes...I can see it so clearly..."Morningpaw meowed.

"No...not the weather....you...your heart. Your soul. It's cold, it's dark...it's broken and bleeding."

"I....I don't kn-STARCLAN!"Morningpaw cut off with a shriek skidding backwards. The ball of light seemingly exploded, a earsplitted thundering sound echoing throughout the area,

"What in Starclan?" Sparrowpaw murmured, squinting at the ball of light. When it exploded, her eyes widened. She dove towards the ground, thrusting herself behind a log.

 

[Table4Six]

Coldshard looked to Thunderwave. For once he might come in useful for his religious manner. "We need you now!" He said, slapping Mr.Perfect. (@Table4Six )

"What do you want me to do?" Thunderwave said in a low, quiet mew that was almost a growl. "Starclan is giving us a sign, I can't change that."

 

[Amer]

"What do you want me to do?" Thunderwave said in a low, quiet mew that was almost a growl. "Starclan is giving us a sign, I can't change that."

"A sign about what?" Coldshard slapped him again. "Quote someone wise or something just don't sit there doing nothing!"

 

[Table4Six]

"A sign about what?" Coldshard slapped him again. "Quote someone wise or something just don't sit there doing nothing!"

Thunderwave’s striking eyes narrowed. He hadn’t thought it possible for Coldshard to be this jittery and distressed.

 

[Amer]

Thunderwave’s striking eyes narrowed. He hadn’t thought it possible for Coldshard to be this jittery and distressed.

"Ug, no one cares that your eyes are striking, they care about my eyes. Is there really something that weird about them? Morningpaw uses it as an excuse to get near me," Coldshard accused, looking at her like she was possessed, and very well could be.

 

[Table4Six]

"A sign about what?" Coldshard slapped him again. "Quote someone wise or something just don't sit there doing nothing!"

He added after a pause. “And will you stop slapping me like a crazy kit.”