Shipyard OH MISTY EYE OF THE MOUNTAIN BELOW ───〃shelter collapse

[Adderfang]

Adder opens his mouth to argue when Wave says she's going to find Rose. He wants to change her mind, badly. He wants to drag her out of the crumbling shack and join the others. But only a syllable trickles out before her eyes meet his and just like that, his resolve crumbles.

Rose is just a kit.

A shred of him—the darkest parts—would have easily traded one life for another. To him, Wave was the weight of the world. Her safety was more important than even his own. But he knows her. There's no changing her mind once it's made up. She's a tidal wave and he's nothing but a ship on her ocean.

"Be careful, please." He begs as she pulls away, her warmth soon replaced by the cold and wet. He does as she asks, makes sure the kits and Brook get out safely. But outside, his paws linger, kneading restlessly at the soaked sand in her absence.

Cats push past him, stepping on his toes—he barely notices. The rain whips at his back, freezing him to the core but his eyes are fixed on the building. There are voices around him but his ears are full of static. Time stretches into something he cannot bear. It may be mere minutes, but it feels like an eternity.

A low grumble of unease rumbles from his throat. Then—Adder can't stand still any longer. "Stay with Brook, you hear me?" His tells the kits, eyes flicking to the molly he's entrusting with their safety. Then he strides ahead and re-enters the shack.

It's worse than before. The structure is barely holding together, pillars caving, bits of tin roof, and splintered wood strewn across the floor.

Where is she?

He takes a step forward—And more of the ceiling collapses. A beam crashes down, missing him by a whisker—he jerks back, heart hammering—metal and wood rain down around him.

He twists away, but not fast enough. Jagged pieces slice across his flesh, the largest striking his face. Shearing against his ear, warm blood caking into his fur almost instantly. He growls through his teeth as the pain comes in hot waves.

Adder retreats, half-stumbling as he pushes back through the entrance. He barely makes it out. The second his paws hit sand his head snaps up. Adder isn't sure how bad his injuries are and honestly, he doesn't care.

"Waaaave!" His usual stoicism is gone—laced with desperation. Adder needs to know that she's okay. He wants to go back inside, but red distorts his vision. The scent of blood is thick in the air.

There's nothing he can do but wait.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 Adder has gotten injured, he's still very close to the shack but still outside it. Calling for @Wave. 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

___________________ There wasn't a wrong or a right he could choose 𓆟 He did what he had to do ________________

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• Adderfang he/him & riverclan
  𓆟 Chocolate ticked tabby w/ amber eyes. Peppered with scars. Deep gash across the right side of his face exposing one canine slightly.
  𓆟 Deep gravelly voice that might unsettle others.
  𓆟 Would and will kill a man.
  𓆟 Peaceful and healing powerplay permitted. For other powerplays, DM.
  𓆟 Fur smells faintly of river reeds and damp earth.
  
  
  penned by Scarlet​

 

[Russetfall]

FALLING FOR THE PROMISE OF THE

EMPTINESS MACHINE

Russet found herself running from hiding place to hiding place in the rapidly collapsing shed, pointing those she could find toward the exit. Every second spent helping someone out was another that she couldn't use to escape herself but still she kept moving, ears pricked to try and catch the slightest sound of anyone still inside against the wind. Smoke's entire family had gotten out, so had Wave and her crew, she was sure. Somewhere in the chaos Pine's voice had rung out, calling for Brook and her daughter and she hoped that meant the shouting was a positive thing though with the ringing in her ears and terrible screeching of metal clashing and tearing against metal she had a sinking feeling that may not be the case.

"IS ANYONE ELSE STILL IN HERE-"

The molly's yowling was cut off as the shed swayed from a particularly strong gust of wind and half of the roof came crashing down in a horrific sound, fully blocking the exit that just moments ago she'd caught the tip of Smoke's tail disappear from. Panic took precedence over reason then and there as her paws scrambled away from the collapsing roof. There had to be something she could hide under that at least somewhat could protect her from the roof. A box, crate- SOMETHING- A loud clatter above prompts emerald green eyes to snap upwards just in time to see a thin piece of tin, partially torn from the main piece of the roof by the wind and now dangerously jagged dangling by a thread above her.

It feels like it happens in slow motion as the piece falls, falls, falls towards her. Paws moving too slowly to get fully out of the way and Russet almost doesn't recognize the snarl of pain torn from her own throat as it slices her shoulder and stays there. The smell of copper is overwhelming. Movement is agonizing with the new injury and blearily, almost numbly, she looks around to spy a wooden crate on its side and began to limp towards it with the offending metal still awkwardly in her shoulder and teeth chattering though if it was from the cold or shock she wasn't sure. Safety. This had to be safe.

Please.

ITS BEEN DECIDED HOW WE LOSE

───────i only wanted to be part of something──────

• Trapped and injured inside the shed </3
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  Russet
  — Future Riverclanner
  — She/Her
  "SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
  — A Green-eyed Chocolate Mackerel Tabby With Low White
  #8a2c55

 

[PIKESTAR]

It was nice to sleep with so many other cats. He hated sleeping all by his lonesome, but that was due to the fact that he used to sleep in a warm nest with his twoleg. A good half of his life had been in the care of his twoleg. He wasn't sure of the lives of other cats with their own twolegs, but his? Oh, he went on countless adventures. Always going to new places and with that came with new smells too. His most treasured memory was when he stole the fish his twoleg had caught. He was not scolded for it. In fact, he was met with the most melodious of chuffs before his head was scratched as he greedily munched away a most delicious delicacy.

Even though in his heart he knew this was not the same, as no cat could ever replace his dear twoleg... The warmth was familiar. It is peaceful, until it isn't. A black and silver fur bristle as the tom leaps in the air with a shriek. Green eyes dart around in the darkness, puffs of white leave his maw. He almost feels foolish as a vast majority remain with their eyes closed or laying down somewhat comfortably. An apology to those around him nearly escaped his lips before he is drenched and a cool wind causes him to shiver. Wh-

And then chaos ensues. Cats scramble to their paws followed by numerous yowls for everyone to leave the shelter. Where?! Where are we going?! There is one cat who comes close to him, but before he can ask, he is shoved away. The silver tom stumbles and looks around unsure. There are those who are gathering their young, there are those who have ran off already, and there are also those who are confused as him.

Thankfully, there is someone who helps him. It is none other than Blaze. She's helped him the entire time he's been here and with a familiar face, his worries wash away. He shakes his head,

"No! I'm fine Bla- PRETTY BOY?!"

Immediately at the realization of what she said, his fur stands on end. His cheeks suddenly feel much warmer than before. It's quite obvious how flustered he is. Green eyes can't even meet her own, meekly nodding in agreeance with her request. Sheepishly he follows her stealing a few glances here and there.

"Y-you're the pretty one,"

he mumbles a little too loudly.

What alerts the silver tom is Adder's desperation filled voice. He's never heard such a voice from the tom, but that's not important. Green eyes widen as he watches red drip from the chocolate ticked tabby's ear and face. He doesn't think twice, leaving Blaze's side and to Adder.

"ADDER STOP!"

Paws barely stop in time from causing Pike to collide into Adder.

"Please, you're hurt. You're in no condition to be moving like this."

What can we do? He's going to be okay, right? This isn't enough to kill him, right? The red that continues to drip from his face does little to cease his worrying.

"I-I'll go look for Wave, okay? B-but! First go to others,"

he meows while nudging Adder in the direction of those who have escaped relatively unscathed.

Pike makes his way to @blaze again, ignoring the blood that may have rubbed off on him from Adder. It was the least of his worries now.

"I'm going to check inside. Wave hasn't come out yet, and Adder's gonna keep looking for her. H-h can't do that. You know, uh, Wave. She'll be upset. I think... We're missing others too. Can? You, uhm, come with me?"

To be honest he's not quite sure why he's telling her this much or why he's asking her to come with him to somewhere more dangerous. After all, half of the shelter collapsed. Who knows how much longer it would take for the rest of it to fall? However, he didn't want Adder to strain himself and collapse in the remains of the shelter should he try and find Wave.

 

[Bubble]

𓆝 . ° ✦

The cold snap of the winter's nighttime air makes it hard to sleep, but Bubble often finds solace in the camaraderie she has found among the colony cats. Sure, a lot of them are pretty rough-and-tumble, and more than often they are uninterested in entertaining her games and nonsense collecting. But a lot of them are still kind towards her- as kind as they can be, at least. And now, amongst her friends and found family, Bubble revels in the warmth of the shed where she and the other cats of the colony huddle together in the warmth.

Bubble tries to sleep through the storm that rages outside. She feels bolder among these cats- the various makeshift riff-raff of the shipyard- and hopes that by morning the wind will have calmed down. Well, until the roof starts to come off the shed, at least. The walls begin the crumple in timbre with Smoke's cry to get out. Bubble leaps to her feet, still half-asleep, and blearily squints through the rain and the wind that now no longer have a shield from pelting all the cats below. She stumbles and follows voices, fumbling and tripping on the way until her paws find solid footing.

"Hello?!" She calls out blindly, and vaguely sees other cats surrounding her "I'm here!" she calls to no one in particular. Bubble scrambles after who she can make out; cats ahead like Smoke and Willow, Lichen and Haze, and all the kits that seem to gravitate towards them. She is drenched and her fur is rain-slicked and miserable. Bubble casts a glance over her shoulder just as the shed collapses, and she can barely make out the form of Russet being trapped inside as she barely makes it out unscathed.

"Russet is still in there!" Bubble gasps, and she tries to ignore the coppery smell of blood coming from the cats around her. Surely someone will help her try to get them, or some of the other trapped ones, out of the rubble before it's too flooded and dangerous.

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  BUBBLE — SHE/HER ･ 12 MOONS ･ SHIPYARD (FUTURE RIVERCLAN) ･ PENNED BY CARAT!

  longhaired silver classic tabby with moderate white spotting and blue eyes. bubble is the people's princess. i'll make a real description eventually go read her tags.

 

[Crescent]

Crescent is a child of the night, nothing had particularly sparked it, he just found it easier to exist after the sun had fallen. The lack of a glaring sunlight was nice, though try as he might to stay awake she finds it difficult. How can one truly be willful enough to stay up and enjoy the night when she's so lucky to be surrounded with so much love? The warmth of Wave, Adder and Rush combined with group purring is enough to make her eyes feel heavy. There is a content silence amongst the ambience of a storm. Eventually Crescent is given the gift of sleep, curled up in a tight ball with paws covering her muzzle, even if it was warm it wasn't warm enough for her liking. She expect to be woken up like normal, to be awoken with a nudge from his parents. The bustling of the shipyard to continue, in some ways that is the case. Adder's nudge wakes her and there is a lot of commotion, but it's yelling, calls to get out. Papa sounds upset himself, though it's just the tightness of stress constricting his vocal chords.

Still, she takes it as him being upset with her and panicked tears spring into the corners of her eyes. The roaring wind jostles her, it's just like the stories his mama tells of the ship she was one, there had been bells to save her then but there is a distinct lack of them right now. The fear and panic only rises when Wave and Adder aren't going to be following him and Rush out. "But-" She doesn't get much of a word in before Wave nips to get them moving. She squeals as another strong gust crashes and forms the old material of their shelter into something much more pliable.

There is reluctance as he follows Brook's guidance, not wanting to upset her already stressed parents more. It's much scarier outside though, the rain whips at her pelt and she winces at every drop. It's a little dramatic but with such heightened emotions what else can she really do, she is a coward at heart in this moment. As expected for a kit, all she knows is crying and fleeing. She tries to shuffle closer to Adder, yet her papas attention is elsewhere at the moment. There is a call to the shack, she witnesses her father caught in it's horrifying spell.

"NO!" He screams over the crashing water, the creaking of shelter, the other cats. Louder than she has ever dared to leave, he can't leave them! "Papa please stay!" Tears form in her eyes again as she pleads, unsure how much is from the terror and what's from the wind drying them out. It's a combination of both she thinks, yet her cries are powerless to stop him. His papa returns to the death trap of a building and all he can do is sit on idle paws under the care of Brook. She is determined to remain there, until pink tinged eyes catch a glimpse of Adder. Something takes over, an instinct to reunite with his parent, the blood makes her feel queasy but she swallows the nausea.

"You- You're hurt!" He shouts over the wind, a whisper of shock and horror. With a twitch of his muzzle he pushes past cats trying to enter, much to the displeasure of the adults around her she is sure. But Adder is hurt, she has never heard him sound like that before, that's what scares her most. With a sniffle he plants himself beside Adder, daring to weakly hiss at anyone who tries to move him. Pike is speaking to her papa, she isn't really listening to the conversation beyond the rushing heart beat as she too is now transfixed on the sirens call that is the disaster in front of her, hoping that Wave leaves before things grow dire.

|| This is a long one ghjk uhh was with @Brook and @RUSH before running over to @Adderfang <33 Cres is now waiting outside close to the shack

 

[Brook]

⋆˚✿˖° I was dancing in the rain, I felt alive and I can't explain

Relief washed over Brook like a wave when she saw Pine heading toward her and Lilac, her heart pounding as she gave him a curt nod. Her terror spiked when he grabbed Lilac by the scruff and carried her out of the collapsing shed, her instinct screaming to hold onto her daughter. But reason won out, Lilac needed to be safe, even if it tore at her to let her go. " Please, do! " she called after him, her voice strained with desperation as she turned her attention to the two kits still with her, Rushing and Crescent.

" Come... come along, little ones. " she pleaded, her voice trembling as Crescent hesitated before moving forward. But just as relief started to take hold, a shadow passed over them. Brook's sharp eyes darted upward, and she let out a cry of alarm. A piece of debris was falling. Without thinking, she lunged forward, grabbing Rushing by the scruff and yanking him out of harm's way.

Pain shot through her flank, sharp and hot, as something struck her. She hissed, her steps faltering for a moment before she pressed on, driven by sheer willpower. Only when she reached the safety of the open air did she stop, her limbs shaking as she gently placed Rushing down beside Crescent.

Her gaze darted to Lilac, who stared back at her with wide, worried eyes. Brook forced a smile, though her body trembled and her back leg throbbed with pain. " Mama's here, sweetling. " she murmured, her voice shaky but soothing. " Mama's okay. " The sting in her leg felt worse now that the adrenaline was ebbing, but she brushed it off, just a scratch, surely nothing more.

Her focus shifted to the chaos around her, eyes scanning the gathered cats as fear tightened her chest. She frowned deeply, her heart sinking as she heard Adder's anguished cries from somewhere nearby. Cats were still inside. But she couldn't go back, not now, not when her kits were safe. The thought of leaving them, even for a moment, was unbearable.

Brook's ears flicked sharply when she spotted Pine. Her heart skipped a beat as she realized his intent, he was going back in. Her paws moved before her mind caught up, carrying her to stand firmly in his path. " No. " she said, her voice cracking as she shook her head, tears brimming in her eyes.

" Pine, you can't... You can't go in there again. " she begged, her voice thick with fear. " It's dangerous... Torrent and Squid need you. I need you! " Her voice wavered, but she held her ground, desperation etched across her face. " I can't lose another... Please, Pine. Don't. "

Her words hung in the air, a raw plea from a mother who had already lost too much.

✿────────────── ──────── Brook ──────── ─────────────✿

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Mention of @lilacbird @pine @Crescent @RUSH

 

[Wave]

Wave of RiverClan

Wave tried. She really did. Her mother's words echoed in her head, urging her to be careful, to act with courage, but chaos reigned all around. The collapsing building roared like a storm-tossed sea, and cats cried out for help amid the dust and debris. She couldn't call herself a sea-faring cat, a daughter of the waves, if she abandoned anyone on this sinking " ship. " No, that was unthinkable.

She heard Adder's voice ring out, calling her name, desperate and raw. But before she could respond, before she could reassure him, the building groaned and buckled, collapsing entirely. Wave froze, her heart pounding as the world seemed to fold in on itself. She prayed. Adder had to be safe. Rose had to be safe. Her kits, Crescent and Rushing, they were outside. They were safe. They had to be.

Her frantic blue eyes darted around, taking in the wreckage. Her nimble body darted from place to place, dodging falling debris as if navigating through a raging storm. She couldn't let it end here! She couldn't let her story end in this rubble. There was still so much more she had planned for her future.

Her breath hitched as a massive piece of wood crashed down inches from her nose, throwing up a cloud of dust and water. She scrambled back with a sharp cry, her claws scrabbling against the ground. A small piece of debris struck her head, sending a sharp sting of pain radiating down her spine. It wasn't enough to knock her down, but it was enough to remind her how dire the situation was. And then above the chaos she heard Russet's voice breaking through.

Wave's breath caught. Russet was still inside. She was so close to the exit, so close to freedom. But she hadn't made it out. Wave's heart twisted. The lessons her mother had drilled into her were clear as day: You don't leave anyone behind on a drowning ship. Never. Even if it's risky, even if it's hard, you do it. So she would... Even if her thoughts raced for a moment to her family... She wouldn't leave anyone behind. She couldn't. Even if she didn't know them closely, they had been part of this group.

Her bright blue eyes fixed on the wreckage, the panic ebbing as a grim determination set in. She clenched her jaw, whispering a shaky apology into the rain filled air. " Forgive me, Adder... " she murmured, her paws already propelling her back into the collapsed structure.

The tangling mess of debris caught at her fur, sharp splinters biting into her side as she wriggled through the wreckage. Her muscles screamed, her breaths coming in sharp, shallow gasps, but she pressed on. The scent of blood mingled with the acrid dust, guiding her.

And then she found her... Hidden underneath a crate... There she was. Russet, her battered form trembling, blood upon her form. Wave's heart ached.

" Come on, ye brave heart. " she rasped, her voice trembling but soft as she reached out to grasp Russet by the scruff. Her blue eyes locked onto the other's. " Yer not alone. I'll help ye, okay? "

She dragged Russet as carefully as she could, each step a battle against her screaming body. The world around them groaned ominously, the debris threatening to shift at any moment, but Wave pushed forward. She had to. For Russet, for her family, for herself.

Finally, her trembling paws emerged into the open air. Relief and exhaustion hit her like a crashing wave, but she didn't falter. Gently, she released Russet onto the ground, her voice a hoarse whisper as she turned toward the gathered cats. " Help... " she squeaked, her strength fading fast. " Help... Russet! Wounds ... She needs care... cobwebs...! "

Her legs wobbled beneath her, the world spinning dangerously around her. But she stayed upright, her gaze fixed on the others. Her strength was spent, her body trembling, but she had done it. She had brought Russet out. She had kept the promise her mother had instilled in her soul: You never leave anyone behind.

HOLD ONTO ME AS WE GO ——･ﾟ✦​

･ﾟ✦ —— As we roll down this unfamiliar road

helping @Russetfall calling out for @PIKE i believe

 

[lily ☆]

Lily finds herself in a deep sleep, tucked against her father with her sibling likely squeezed between their mothers. The storm soothes her where it riles others, the heavy pitter-patter against the cold, solid overhang doing little to unsettle her. She knows she is safe here, with Tugger and Ram and Goldie, Smoke and Willow, and Lichen and Haze, and so many more. Nothing can hunt her here, nothing can ruin her peace and happiness. Her parents did well by her and her sister to bring them to this place, where other cats are. She's made friends already! She dreams of them, even - the crack of lightning matches that of the slap of a shell by Clay, sending a spray of sand into her face.

Except... it isn't sand. She blinks her eyes open to water landing down heavily on her pelt, dousing her and her family and friends. Earthen eyes widen claws digging into the hardwood floor beneath her as she stands and looks to her parents for guidance - looks to the others in hopes to find her friends in the mix. She hears screams, so horrible and nerve wracking that she fears them more than she fears the collapsing building.

Lily stands to follow the motion of her parents, her teeth nipping towards any tail she can get a hold of - but the minor distance that happens to put itself between them in the chaos is enough. Another crack and a flash, and before Lily knows it, she's collapsed beneath a fallen beam. Perhaps she's lucky, for the bulk of it did not strike her spine or head - but oh, oh, her leg. It lays pinned between two far-too-heavy structures. Lily doesn't understand adrenaline, how the pain is blocked from her mind in the moment, but she knows in the fact that she can't pull herself free that this isn't good.

"Help!" she cries, digging her claws and pulling to no avail, "Help!"

[ planned savior in @STORM :3 ]

 

[pine]

Pine lets out a relieved sigh when he sees Torrent come running towards him, and puts Lilac down again, attempting to shield her from the worst of the wind and rain.

༄ She can come with us into the den. Squid and I will make sure she's safe.

There's a fierce look in the young tom's eyes, his fear hiding somewhere beneath it. Pine nods.

"Good," he says, "don't take your eyes off her, and–" he looks around, relief washing over him once more as he sees Brook coming out of the shed, Crescent and Rushing in front of her. He looks back at Torrent. "And take Brook and those kits with you," he hesitates for a moment, looking at Torrent. "You've done good, kid."

He steels himself, then turns around, heading back towards the shed– but before he can make it very far, Brook stands in front of him, eyes pleading.

༄ No. Pine, you can't... You can't go in there again. It's dangerous... Torrent and Squid need you. I need you! I can't lose another... Please, Pine. Don't.

"Brook," Pine says softly, shaking his head. "I can't… I can't leave anyone behind. Not while I'm still breathing, not when…" when I still can, he wants to say. It's a thing his mate used to tell him. Save who you can save. He can still move, he can still go back in– he sees the blood on Brook's side, and loses his train of thought. "You're hurt," he whispers, and as he does so, he suddenly feels the pain of his own wounds, the adrenaline leaving him as worry takes over. Torrent… Squid… And Brook. He shakes his head again. "You're right. I can't save anyone with these injuries, I'll just get us both killed," he sighs, and steps forward for a moment, brushing his cheek against Brook's shoulder, avoiding her injured side. "Go with Torrent. You'll be safe there. I'll stay to round up anyone who doesn't know where to go," a beat. There is something stuck in the back of his throat, something he's forgotten the name of. "I'm glad you're safe, Brook."

After seeing Brook and Torrent off with the rest, he turns back towards the shed, scanning the cats still scrambling out of the shed, looking for anyone injured or kits. He spots a familiar hulking black shape– Smoke. He's leaning on a bright eyed molly that Pine vaguely recognizes, although he doesn't know her by name. And Smoke is carrying a scrap of fur, a small thing, not one of his own, Pine thinks. He approaches them, gritting his teeth at the stinging sensation on his flank as the storm continues to beat down on them.

"Smoke," Pine says hoarsely, and he gives the molly next to him an acknowledging nod. "There's a shelter just around the bend of the beach, should fit at least… it should fit. We can get the kits and the injured inside, at the least, and the rest of us could hunker down on the lee side. It's not much, but it's… it'll hold against the storm."

He's favoring his right leg, his left shoulder aching, the smell of blood still on him, yet he still won't count himself as one of the injured.

// ooc: addressing @Torrent @Brook and @Smoke

 

[willowburn]

(☾) as she slides out into the open, rain pelts against her head, soaking her smoke fur. curling her neck so as to protect the kitten in her jaws as much as she can, she races after smoke, corralling goose and duck in the same area. glowing verdant eyes do a desperate head count, sliding past black and white mottled children to the warm tones of her niblings, to the pale frost and blue of smoke's… well it's complicated. clay hurdles after lichen, and that's the immediate family accounted for. setting down her bugling next to duck, willow bends to swipe a lick across the younger's ear. "watch your cousins, okay little bird? stay with lichen and haze." she tells him, and turns back to smoke.

their horror is matched in his flaming gaze, and they move to silently press against him before looking back to the crumbling shack. he pulls away, bounding back, and they will follow, dutiful sister, protective and bristling. storm… frost… the two younger cas dart past them and willow finds their forms thankfully. following their brother, the feline spies his goal, and something awful tears within them, forms bile in their throat. dewdrop, figure only vaguely known, but recognized all the same, lays crushed and broken beneath the rubble. her daughter, pale moonstruck child, sobs next to her. willow watches as smoke snatches the kit as a wall collapses, dewdrop left behind. ocean's waves, find her, the tabby thinks, closing their eyes briefly before they are brought back to their senses.

"waaave!" the sharp howl of adder cuts through willow's horror. she turns, finding the bloodied man yowling for his mate. quick paws carry her to him and she breathes harshly, fear till battling the awful knot in her gut. "where is she? adder! where?" pike gallops up, halting adder on his paws, and dives into the wreckage to retrieve the lost mother. "shit! fuck!" spitting curses from her tongue, willow is about to follow after the foolish tom when the lilting accented voice of her friend rings out. "wave!" emerald eyes find the soot stained form, and the rusty fur that she carries with her. "shit, russet!" the grumpy molly would never take help if she could help it, but willow's not asking permission now.

hurtling to wave's side, the smoke tabby leans her weight into russet, taking the hefty molly from her friend. "adder, she's here!" willow yowls, before she turns her attention to the situation. "breathe, darling," she tells the black and white woman, easing russet down as well. she knows very little about medicine, but what she does know is she needs to stop the bleeding. wave is right - "cobwebs!" the feline glances at the nearest abled cat. "cobwebs or leaves or something!"

WITH THE ECHOING HYMN ☾ OF MY FELLOW PASSERINE

• // tldr - puts the bugling with @duck and @GOOSE, follows @Smoke to find @Shimmer, comforts @Adderfang, takes @Russetfall from @Wave and begins trying to patch wounds. please forgive me if i forgot something xoxo " #979c88"
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• WILLOW ☾ SHE / THEY, SHIP-YARD CAT. 30 MOONS OLD, PENNED BY LAVS
  
  
  a lithe black smoke feline with ghost striping and leaf green eyes. long smoky fur dashed through with grey and white adorns her frame, sliced across by darker stripes that frame her face and legs. eyes like sage, brilliantly green, gaze with an intelligent look. she is scarred across the bridge of her angular nose.

 

[RUSH]

𓆝 . ° ✦

The strong gales rustle the shed with immense force, the kind Rush hasn't seen before. He hasn't slept, not really, despite having closed his eyes countless times so far. Orange eyes stare at the tin roofing, blown wide and afraid. He's never felt scared before, because his parents had always been there to protect him ( as they were now, but it was still scary for such a young cat ). The wind blows once more, and the place finally comes crashing down. Not all at once, no, it offers them some mercy; just enough for most of them to awake.

They're ushered out without haste. Commotion breaks out as thunder rings through the night, a symphony alongside the zephyrs that is utterely terrifying. His fur is spiked and his back threatens to arch as rain drenches them, but he sticks close to Crescent for warmth and protection. Especially because apparently Wave will not be going with them — instead, she asks for Brook to take care of them.

"What? Why?"

Rush speaks with a clear crack in his voice. Shouldn't they stick together as families do? With much reluctance he follows, his tail low and fur dragging on what remains of wooden flooring. And then Adder is gone, too, and Rush feels desparation beginning to surge through him. The outside isn't much better than the shelter, but it beats getting crushed by pillars and metal. The storm is all around, howling winds shaking everything in the vicinity. The chocolate tabby remains glued to Crescent, pressing their flanks together.

He stares at the waves, the waters intense and crashing against the shore with brute force. He wants his parents. But he will be strong for Crescent's sake — because if he isn't, then who will be? Rush is focused on the ocean, and the tempest drowns most of the noise out; it's not until his sibling moves that he notices something is wrong.

"Cres—"

He begins calling out, only to snap his mouth shut on his own. Out of the shed comes the bloodied form of their father, his steps wobbly and weak unlike anything he has seen before. Adder was a symbol of strength - and yet here he was threatening to fall. Rush doesn't think or say anything before he follows his white-furred sibling towards him, panic showing in his every step. Crashing into his sibling as he struggles to come to a halt, the kitten paws at his father franctically, as if begging him to sit down.

Please!

He doesn't expect to see Wave so soon, carrying another no less ( is that why she'd stayed? ). Rush stares at her, at the bloodied figure beside her ( was Wave hurt, too? ) and at Willow who appears out of thin air. Sunspark gaze travels through all the cats around non-stop; from Adder to Crescent to his mother and Willow. He feels useless, just a kitten who can't do anything but watch his parents bleed right in front of him. Biting the inside of his cheek, kitten-like claws dig into the wet sand beneath.

Cobwebs! Yowls Willow, and his ears perk up. He - he knows where cobwebs are, if the wind and the rain haven't destroyed them yet.

In the shelter.

The gales blow off part of the roof again, and he knows there's little time before the whole thing comes crashing down. There are other places he might find cobwebs, but this was the quickest - and scariest. Rush's expression contorts into that of determination, before he splits from the pack darting past his mother back into the shed.

It's around the entrance, I know this!

Thunder booms and a pillar leans inwards, almost falling. His paws keep going, water splashing as he leaps towards a corner - the one he remembers seeing a spider at before. He could only hope it had woven a web there, and that it still stood despite the storm.

The tomkit skids to a messy stop, body bumping against the wall. It shakes a bit, but Rush will not turn tail now; not when he's doing something useful despite his age, even if he gets hurt in the process. The darkness makes it difficult to see, and he squints the more rain pelts against his face, but he sees the silver lining of silk from the corner of his eye. It's small, maybe not even usable, but he collects the web with his paw. Three-legged now so he doesn't step on it as he races back outside, Rush continues to hear more things flying off and crumbling. But he makes it out through the skin of his teeth before part of the floor gives in. His heartbeat is louder than the tempest as he jumps back towards his parents, triumphantly sticking his paw out with a big smile on his face.

"Cobwebs!"

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ooc Information

• ooc: with @Brook before running off to be with @Crescent @Adderfang and @Wave then going into the shelter to retrieve cobwebs and bringing them to @willow
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  RUSH — HE/HIM ･ 4 MOONS ･ SHIPYARD KITTEN ･ PENNED BY NOCTHYMIA!

  Chocolate ticked tabby sepia kit with low white. Rush has well-defined muscles and long cheek fur. His eyes are a blazing orange, akin to the sun itself.
  
  
  "speech"
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[Frost]

FROST

It's true that Frost had not wanted to share the shelter with the rest of the shipyard cats. If you'd asked him he thought he and Storm were plenty warmth and food on their own, even if he greatly liked many of the other cats in the colony. Despite his complaints though, it took little argument to get him to cave to Storm's desires. He knows his sister is far more social than him, and it's little concession to give up his sanctuary of solitude if it means Storm is happy. Plus, it was unpleasant to wake up covered in frost and surrounded by an icy morning. And admittedly, despite his reserve and quietness, he finds camaraderie in the little community in the shelter. Smoke, Willow, and the kits were like a de facto little family to him and his sister, and for that he was dearly grateful.

Tonight is not peaceful though. Frost can barely sleep as the storm rages on outside the shabby walls of their shelter. He tries not to toss and turn in his restlessness, though he knows that Storm is not sleeping either. His mind wanders to her dead mate, but he thinks better than to speak of it. When the others begin to flee as the shelter comes apart, Frost rises wordlessly to follow his sister. They move with haste but without panic. The bicolor casts glances to make sure he can see the few cats he knows are also making it to safety, but he mostly sticks to Storm and follows shortly behind her. He slows once he feels that they are in the clear, and he turns to take account of his surroundings.

Frost scrambles towards Willow when she cries out for help. He bites his tongue to avoid gasping in horror when he sees the condition Russet is in. The coppery smell of blood permeates the torrential downpour that has swallowed, and he isn't sure if it's sight or smell that churns his stomach more. After a moment of wooziness, Frost finally stumbles away to gather some leaves. They aren't dry- he isn't sure there's anything that's dry- but he hopes that they might be useful despite their dampness. He approaches Willow with his pile as Rush skids to a stop beside her with a pawful of cobwebs. "That's a good find, Rush," Frost compliments the triumphant-faced tomkit. Though inappropriately joyful given the circumstances, Frost finds his cheerfulness endearing. He ignores that the kit has just returned to the shelter for these cobwebs. Rush made it out fine and he isn't one of Frost's kits anyway. This is not the time to scold.

"What do you do with them? How can I help?" He turns back to Willow, purposefully avoiding looking at Russet. He feels shame wash over him. Even though he isn't close to the other shipyard cat, he is bothered that he cannot muster the stomach to grant her the decency to look in her direction no matter how carnal. Frost takes a shaky breath full of salty air and rain, trying to center himself despite the horror and chaos around him.

// mentioning @STORM and rushing (lol) to help @willow alongside @RUSH

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[lilacbird]

The past few weeks just seemed unlucky to lilac. it seemed a catastrophe after another, and this wasn't something she would've wanted. her trembling head lifted as mamma seemed to panic too. she wasn't alone in her fear, but it made her more uneasy, more uncomfortable. water seeped into the building, puddles forming around their paws, but she tried, she really did try to stay strong. unfortunately it wasn't in her nature.

brook nudged her carefully forward, and as her head turned, everything around her seemed too fast. cats were moving frantically, waking each other up, grabbing other cats, trying to get everyone to safety. Pine was before her within moments, a familiar adult, and she looked back to her mother with wide blue eyes. She didn't want to leave her, but Pine insisted. "Y-y-youre shoulder-," she noticed the blood, the way his gait was different, but her voice was quiet in the chaos. Barely audible even to her own ears. And within a moment, she was airborne.

Her smaller than normal body was lifted, and panic flooded her more. Please, Rain, keep us safe. Keep us okay- she begged in her thoughts, a scream suddenly erupting from her jaws before she could help it. Underneath pine, she watched rubble and metal crash over his form, heard the wince of pain. It was hell from there, tear stricken cheeks cold against the sudden bitter wind, fur pluming out as she sobbed and tried to twist in his grip on her scruff to see Brooke, to let her mom know they were okay. ​

But she couldn't see a lot. Pine shoved through others, she could feel how frantic his heart pounded against his chest or was it her own? She didn't know, she wouldn't know as he emerged from wence he came.

They came out into the open, the storm above crashing and loud against her small ears, folding them against her skull before she was finally out down. Two others, torrent and squid. Cerulean eyes were wide eyed, burning, throat dry as she turned back. Where's... Where's mamma? She couldn't see her! Where was she??

Other cats were emerging, and everything still was so loud. Her paws seemed to take charge as she tried to follow, looking past all the other cats for one specific, with two kits. And when she escaped, lilac let out a whimper, racing forward to throw herself into her mamma.

"Mama, th-th- y-youre b-bleeding, and and, P-pines b-bleeding, and there's, b-blood. And, and-" her words were a mess, she was a mess as she threw herself back into her mother, stumbling over her words, sobbing escaping through clenched teeth. "I don't, I don't want you to go. I don't want pine to go. I want everyone to be okay," she stumbled out in between sobs, tail curling tightly around herself.

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@Brook
@pine

 

[Shark]

I WONT LET THIS BREAK US

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It was one of those nights where Shark regretted choosing a boat instead of one of the many structures dotting the coastline. It was impossible for him to sleep with the storm going on, the boat rocking and swaying in the rough waves beside the door it was moored to, the wind and thunder were beasts ravaging the sky just outside. He wanted to leave, but it was raining so hard outside that he'd be soaked before he made it to a proper shelter.

So he stayed, huddled in a pile of old blankets in the corner, safe inside, but still caught in the deafening clatter of rainfall and wind.

And then, another big noise joined the chorus. Something too close and too different for it to belong to the storm outside. Shark jumped to his feet, scrabbling up to one of the windows to peer out through the sheets of wind and rain– only to watch in horror as the main shed with all the other cats in it began to break apart and collapse.

[color=white"No.. No.. NO!!"[/color] He was out of the boat and tearing up the dock as fast as his small paws could carry him. They might not be his friends, and he definitely didn't like them, but.. This wasn't okay. They weren't supposed to die.

"Hey!!" he shouted as he raced toward the crumbling structure and the cats pouring out from it to gather out in the open. "Is everyone okay?"

OOC- This guy was not in the structure when it collapsed, but he saw it happen and came running to check on everyone!
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shipyard cat - male - 5 months blue ticked tomcat with high white and aqua eyes​

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[LEECH]

The raging storm had kept Leech awake as he had taken shelter inside a hole underneath a tree close by as he waited impatiently for the storm to pass. Worriedly he would now and then look outside towards the ship while wondering how Rose was doing. It was then he saw how the ship started to crack and break and cats started to run out from the unstable wreck. Instantly his thoughts went to Rose and without hesitation the brave kit left the safety to rush out into the raging storm to head straight down to the beach to search for Rose.

He run around at the beach trying to find that cinnamon fur anywhere through the paniced crowd but nothing. He contunie to run and search until he spoted Heather and three of her daughters, none of them being Rose.

" Where is she, where is Rose ?!"

He asked after having hurried himself over towards them. Heather turned with fearful eyes and just shook her head, not knowing where she was. Leech dug his claws into the sand, and cast a look over at the ship. It only meant one thing if she was not out here.

" So she is still in there?!, we need to help her!."

He did not wait for a reply as he already had sprinted of in the sand to head over to the ship...ready to run inside and save his friend...but that was then he saw that familliar fur coming outside from the ship's exit alongside somebody else....

 

[GARNET]

It had taken a lot of convincing to get Knot to take shelter within the shed on the coldest nights. Garnet knows her mate to be wary, but she fears the elements taking the tabby moggy from her. They've been through so much together… to find a place to hopefully call home and then lose Knot to such a location would devastate the spotted feline.

All she ever wanted was to create a life with her mate and protect her as best she can.

The warmth of so many bodies eases Garnet into a deep sleep. Safety (something that was once hard to come by) lulls her into a pleasant dream. The tempest outside of the shed builds, wood creaking and distant waves roaring, yet Garnet does not rouse until frantic voices caress her tall ears. Her eyes snap open and lengthy legs fumble to stand as chaos breaks out.

Bodies are moving like waves, rippling with terror for themselves and their loved ones, as they rush for the exit. Garnet is jostled and shoved as she scopes the fleeing bodies for her beloved. "KNOT? KNOT!" She tries to cry out louder than the angry storm above them. She tries to let her voice rise above the other scared mates and parents who seek the other halves of their hearts like she does. "KNOT WHERE ARE YOU?!"

Guilt and terror gnaw a hole in her heart. If something happened to her mate… if she gets hurt because of something Garnet had talked her into… the spotted tabby would never forgive herself.

Garnet slowly moves from where she had stilled her steps, self-preservation screaming at her to escape while love screams at her to stay and find her beloved. Yellow green eyes sweep the emptying shed and yield no sign of Knot. Perhaps she is already out? It's a long shot, or wishful thinking, but it is all Garnet has now. She steels herself to finally depart from the shed, but such a decision comes two seconds too late.

Dust and debris rain down on the unlucky few who didn't get out in time. A wooden beam falls, the splintered end catching upon pristine golden fur and tearing unblemished skin as it forces its victim to the ground. Garnet screeches as pain flares from the gash in her shoulder. She tries like a newborn fawn to get to her paws, fumbling and managing to wiggle free from the weight of the beam. It is not graceful by any means, but survival instincts weren't meant to be graceful.

From further down the beam she can hear a voice crying out for help. The haze of collapse blurs her vision. The adrenaline of her injury wanes. Garnet cannot see the origin of the trapped soul, but she feels her way towards them. "St-Stay calm," Garnet urges, feeling lightheaded but determined. "Help is co-… comin…g."

Thud.

Unconsciousness claims the feline as she slumps to the ground, crimson oozing from her injured shoulder and breaths coming in uneven waves.

// searching for @KNOT but got injured, tried to find lily in the wreckage but passed out from shock… please help her lol

 

[Adderfang]

There was a ringing in the air, voices moving through it like light through murky water. Something touches him and he jerks away on instinct, lips curling into a snarl before realizing what or who. Regret flickers in his expression for a moment—but he doesn't budge. "Leave me." He says coarsely, barely carrying over the storm.

He strains against the wind, eyes locked on the shack, watching, waiting—She has to come out—has to.

A trickle of blood courses down the left side of his face, slipping past his muzzle and mixing with the rain. He could barely keep his other eye open, blinking against the steady stream of it.

Then—A voice caught his good ear. Cresent. He turned, softening at the sight of her—soaked, scared. "Forgive me, minnow..." The words left him absentmindedly, a halfhearted comfort. He wanted to tell them that it would be okay, to ease their fears.

But if Wave was in there, trapped beneath the wreckage—if she didn't come back—He wasn't sure it would be. He couldn't take it, imagining her laying there, still as the early-morning sea.

Then Willow's voice broke through the storm. Adder's breath caught in his throat, his body frozen between fear and hope.

She looked like a mirage emerging from the ruin.

"Wave!" Adder called hoarsely. He rushed to meet her, paws splashing through the flooded earth, slowing only when he reached her side. Immediately, he placed himself against her, positioning himself to shield her from the rain.

A spark of anger burned in his chest. She had risked everything—throwing it all away for a kit she barely knew. She did what was right. But still—he had every right to be furious. For himself and their kits. He couldn't bear the thought of losing her. How reckless could one molly be?

But then he found himself unable to place it on her. Quick as his anger flared, it subsided. "There's no tempering your storm, is there?" A sliver of a tease, even despite how shaken he felt.

Somewhere in the storm, there were cries for help. There are cats still in the wreckage but he can't spare them a thought, not right now. "Are you hurt?" His voice came rushed and uneven, as his nose brushed along her fur, checking for fresh wounds. "Did anything fall on you?" He couldn't tell if the scent of blood was his or hers. Couldn't see clearly in the downpour.

Then—A small blur darted past him.

He barely clocked it in time, eyes widening in horror as he caught sight of a tail disappearing back into the wreckage. Adder glanced around frantically—Cresent was there—and Rush? Where was Rush? He wouldn't—

Like mother, like son.

"Rush, no!" His bark came sharp, commanding, but it was too late. His stomach plummeted, but before he could throw himself back into the rubble, Rush returned unscathed. Relief crashed over him, heavier than anything he'd ever felt in his entire life.

The storm raged, the air thick with dust and rain, but Adder could hear the sharp, uneven rasp of his own breathing. His nostrils flared, failing to smother his temper, especially after all that's happened. "What were you thinking, boy?!" He scolds, harsher than his kits had probably ever heard. "You could've—" Suddenly, he catches himself, tapering off.

He exhales slowly, shakily. Now wasn't the time. A discussion for when the storm has passed. Instead, he beckons Rush with a flick of his tail. Adder didn't know if he could handle another scare. "Come here and stay close to me. Cresent. Rush." His voice was quieter now, steadier—but still very firm. Finally, he turned back to Wave.

He couldn't quite place it, but something still felt wrong...

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 Trying to give him a heartatack frfr @Wave. @Crescent @RUSH 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

___________________ There wasn't a wrong or a right he could choose 𓆟 He did what he had to do ________________

• "speech" - thoughts
  

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• Adderfang he/him & riverclan
  𓆟 Chocolate ticked tabby w/ amber eyes. Peppered with scars. Deep gash across the right side of his face exposing one canine slightly. Missing left ear.
  𓆟 Deep gravelly voice that might unsettle others.
  𓆟 Would and will kill a man.
  𓆟 Peaceful and healing powerplay permitted. For other powerplays, DM.
  𓆟 Fur smells faintly of river reeds and damp earth.
  
  
  penned by Scarlet​

 

[KNOT]

"GARNET!"

The strangled cry came from a she-cat whose voice could not contend with the creaking and groaning of a shelter forsworn. She had only meant to pop out for a spell, to catch fresh air away from the cats whom she'd chosen to trust to try and quell the instinct to flee from them. She hadn't meant to leave her beloved alone when she needed her most, and as more cats fled, Knot's heart sank further and further into her stomach. "Garnet! Those big ears can hear me I know it, please!" A few more cats escaped, none of them were her mate. Pleading eyes were cast towards the few who seemed adamant about going back in, stopped by others due to their injuries and the risk of it all. She didn't want to die, but if she'd had the opportunity to save Garnet and did nothing, then death would be a mercy.

Her head lurched painfully between cat and shelter before she swallowed that mournful lump in her throat. She scurried forward, slipping beneath a fracture in the entrance, unknowingly grateful for her diminutive side as she was greeted with a maze of beams and broken parts. Eyes could scarcely see past the dust and debris, burning the deeper she traversed in search of her most treasured jewel. Something sharp pricked the soft skin upon her paw and she winced, feeling the pad warm from the blood now pooling upon it. 'Totally useful...' She tried to keep herself optimistic as she now limped on, breath like a wheeze from all the miasma in the air. 'Helps me know where I'm supposed to go... when I find her...'

And, should there be something in the sky, it was certainly smiling for her that day.

A familiar spotted coat came into view, covered in dust and a particular shade of red she'd never seen on Garnet before, glistening almost as fiercely as her namesake. The slow rise and fall of her flank told Knot that she was alive, but for how long, her adrenaline-addled brain could not determine. She rushed over, glancing towards where Garnet's nose was pointing to and where she was laying on the floor, promising herself that there was no figure in the distance waiting for help, promising herself that it was just an illusion of the mind, that their calls for help were nothing but the groans of the shack overhead. 'I'm sorry... but she is my everything.' Knot didn't hesitate to grab her mate's scruff and begin pulling, hoping to drag her back towards the entrance despite struggling to put weight upon one of her legs.

"Come on, love, gimme a paw. Wake up..." All the muscles in her jaw and back burned, she'd no doubt be feeling for days if they managed to get out. Maybe it'd be easier if she kept quiet, but talking was the only way to keep herself brave. "Please... We promised each other a life here..."

/ helping @GARNET buuuut knot isn't very strong so might need some support to get out on time!


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[Wave]

Wave of RiverClan

The world tilted and swirled in an overwhelming haze, each sound and movement around her blurring into a cacophony she could barely process. Willow's sturdy presence at her side was her only anchor, the weight of Russet now lifted from her shoulders offering a fleeting moment of relief. A shaky purr escaped her, though it was faint and broken, her breath coming in sharp, uneven gulps. She had pushed too far... Far beyond what she should have and her body was screaming its protest.

She wanted to thank Willow, to offer some semblance of gratitude for taking over, but her voice wouldn't come, and her limbs refused to obey her. Instead, she managed only the faintest nod, the barest acknowledgment that she heard the frantic commands Willow barked out. Cobwebs, leaves, anything to help.

The scene before her unfolded in a chaotic blur. Voices rose and fell, mingling together into an incomprehensible mess. Figures darted around her, too fast for her to track. She caught glimpses, a small shape racing toward them, Adder's familiar presence as he pressed against her, his voice urgent and filled with worry. He was asking her questions, trying to check if she was hurt, but she couldn't answer. The words were there, trapped in her throat, but no sound came. She wanted to tell him she was fine, to reassure him, but her body refused to cooperate.

Then, like a lightning strike, a shape bolted past her, vanishing into the collapsed shed. Her heart stopped.

" RUSH!!! "

The screech tore from her throat, raw and unearthly, filled with an emotion she rarely let herself feel... Pure, unbridled terror. Her eyes widened in panic, her chest heaving as she struggled to process what she'd just seen. Her son, her little Rushing had darted back into danger, and the thought was enough to send her heart plummeting into the depths of fear.

Voices clamored around her, someone calling for Rose- but Rose was safe, wasn't she? She had made sure of it, hadn't she? Rose had to be lingering with one of the others, tucked safely away from the chaos. But what if she wasn't? What if... No, she couldn't think like that. Not now. Her mind raced, spiraling into a frantic loop of worry for her kits. For the other cats. For everyone.

She tried to move, tried to push her exhausted body back toward the den, toward the danger, to bring her son back. But then he was already back, just as fast as he had gone. Garnet... Someone screamed for Garnet. Someone was still inside. But her legs gave out beneath her, her body crumpling under the weight of her exertion and fear. The world spun faster and faster, darkness creeping in at the edges of her vision until it swallowed everything. She was unconscious before she even hit the ground.

HOLD ONTO ME AS WE GO ——･ﾟ✦​

･ﾟ✦ —— As we roll down this unfamiliar road

 

[ROSEPAW.]

Watching her sister leave like that crossed her spirits. It was difficult to keep up hope for rescue when everything were chaos out there and surely there were cats more importand to save then her. Sunflower knew she had to save herself first. Rose couldn't blame her sister for that. Nobody was gonna come for her. It was easier to accept that truth as giving up has always been her biggest flaw. To accept her role as being forgotten. Rose retreated back her forepaw so she would be completely invinsible from the outside. Just give up.

Wet droplets landed on the floor in front of the kit's paws, as tears had started to leak out from this blue eyes to release the sorrow inside. I dont want to die. That was the sad truth, what she truly felt inside during this tragic moment. But it was nothing she could do then simply accept it, right?. Rose stared down at her paws as the tears kept on leaking out from her eyes like a waterfall. She was scared, so, so very scared. Mom...mom where are you?. I want my...mom.

In that very moment when all hope seemed to be lost for the kit, that very second a voice finally called out her name like an angel from above had heard her silent cry. Instantly without thinking the kit called back to them.

" Please...please help me..."

she cried, sobbing as the emotions just leaked out from her like a river, unable to keep it in anymore. She had no idea who it was at that very moment but as soon the debris got removed and the face of her savior got revealed Rose recognized them. She cried even more when she realized that she had been saved, and nodded in relief when Wave promised that she would take them out from here.

After she was lifted out from the trapped place that could have been her final place to rest in, the kit moved along with Wave as the kind mother helpt her to get to the exit, to safety, and the whole way she was sobbing, hiccuped as she couldn't stop the tears. Wave told her to go and meet up with Rush and Cresent, her two kits but before Rose could ask if Wave was not going to come with her watched as the grey and white stripped molly rushed back inside, unable to have notice that Wave had been hurt before rescuing her.

Rose was left there alone outside but soon she started to move again to follow Wave's instruction but it was difficult to find them or anyone out here as the whole beach had been left in chaos because of the collapsed ship. In her search for them her voice got called out, and she saw Leech coming running over towards her. Sniffing, Rose started to cry again as she meet up with her friend and buried her face into the black tom's chest. She cried for a while as Leech comforted her silently until she had calmed down.

" Rush and Cresent, i ne-need to find them, i promised Wave.."

She mumbled, and Leech nodded thier head, and together they started to search for Wave and Adder's kits at the beach.

// this is gonna have to get contunied in my next post lol i cant keep up with you all <33