IMPORTANT
It appears the clan has been separated into small groups in the chaos! Please keep in mind that your character cannot be two places at once and should only reply to one camp thread to avoid confusion!

Her chest aches whenever she breathes. It's all she can think, at times. Honeyflower sits on a slightly taller rock than the others that surround the small group of windclan cats that had followed her to the safety of the highstones. A sheep dog guarding her flock as late morning light makes a muted appearance through the clouds overhead.
She rises on still muddy paws, clears her throat. Red-rimmed eyes search each tired face. "Windclan," It comes out as a croak that devolves into a cough for a moment. "I know we're all exhausted and scared. But we're safe here, for now. I'm sure the others have found a safe place to recover as well."
'Please be ok, wherever you all are...'
Surely there were other places in their territory that were at least somewhat dryer than their camp currently was? She frowns at the thought, takes a breath that rattles out as a wet cough that causes her to grimace at the grey wetness that was now on her shoulder where she'd coughed into it.
"In the meantime we still need to eat and regain our strength, can those able-bodied enough please go hunting? Take at least one other cat with you if you do. And if you happen to see one of our own out there... ask them to pass along the message that we are safe at highstones."
That was all the energy she found she had, the calico sits heavily, wrapping her tail around her paws. Thoughts of her mate and kits spring to the forefront of her mind but she forces them away. "We will get through this, everyone... I know it's hard, but for now, let's focus on regaining our strength. With any luck, our camp will be safe to return to in a few days and we can regroup there."
She rises on still muddy paws, clears her throat. Red-rimmed eyes search each tired face. "Windclan," It comes out as a croak that devolves into a cough for a moment. "I know we're all exhausted and scared. But we're safe here, for now. I'm sure the others have found a safe place to recover as well."
'Please be ok, wherever you all are...'
Surely there were other places in their territory that were at least somewhat dryer than their camp currently was? She frowns at the thought, takes a breath that rattles out as a wet cough that causes her to grimace at the grey wetness that was now on her shoulder where she'd coughed into it.
"In the meantime we still need to eat and regain our strength, can those able-bodied enough please go hunting? Take at least one other cat with you if you do. And if you happen to see one of our own out there... ask them to pass along the message that we are safe at highstones."
That was all the energy she found she had, the calico sits heavily, wrapping her tail around her paws. Thoughts of her mate and kits spring to the forefront of her mind but she forces them away. "We will get through this, everyone... I know it's hard, but for now, let's focus on regaining our strength. With any luck, our camp will be safe to return to in a few days and we can regroup there."
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xxxAll We Have Is All We NeedTags
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Honeyflower
✿—Gale Guard Of WindClan
✿—She/Her
✿—"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
✿—Dilute Calico Shecat With Green Eyes And A Floppy Ear
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