Mysterious Dreams

Hey everyone! This RP will be alot of fun!
A dark cat visits and brings bad ocurrances....ooooo
SETTING

Newleaf, very rainy and cloudy. Mostly dreary. Prey is plentiful but worries float around about overflow of water.
In one part of the RP it will storm really terribly bad like Hurricane Irene or something.



RULES

Dont be rude
You can fight when the big storm comes
Please dont say 'Oh no now a fire started' or anything that wont make sense with the weather
Have fun. OR ELSE.


Ok here we go!


Rain pelted Gingerpaw on the head. She shook the droplets off and stood up, looking outside. The ground was already soaked and clouds covered the sky, looming like giant monsteres. Trees shook violently and Gingerpaw wondered if they would snap. Backing into the warmth of the den, she lay back down and began to wash herself. Suddenly a snap broke out and a tree wobbled then fell into the camp. Shreiks and squeals of running cats filled the camp, and Gingerpaw realized the tree was about to crush her.

(Future rp? Guess I'll join.)

Windystorm shook the water from his eyes, his short pelt already soaked from the exposure to the rain. Looking up, his jaw fell slightly, his eyes narrowed in disbelief and confusion. Suddenly, he heard the loud snap of wood. His heart beating rapidly, Windystorm whirled around to face the tree, realizing quickly that Gingerpaw was in the way. She would be crushed. "Look out!" He yowled, but his warnings were drowned out by the storm as he leaped, paws outstretched, and knocked the apprentice aside. He scrambled away, quickly moving his legs out of the way of the tree, and stood, letting out a yowl of alarm. We have to evacuate! This isn't safe! Windystorm thought, glancing down at one of the few trees that stood beside Windclan camp, then at the apprentice. "Gingerpaw, are you all right?"

-yeah, thanks-


She nodded, breathing hard. "Thank you.." she gasped. "Windystorm...we cant live here...!" the apprentice could barely muster her words. Gingerpaw closed her eyes and fainted, falling backwards into the den.

"We'll be ok... Gingerpaw?" Windystorm glanced at her as she fell, narrowing his eyes so that the debris being blown around by the wind wouldn't fly in. The dens, not ready for such a storm, were almost being destroyed. Pieces of bramble and moss blew past him and he ran into the elders den, helping out the older cats first before racing into the other dens to help evacuate the others.

Her mind was black. Visions of screeching cats and falling trees flashed through her mind. What's happening?! She thought franticly.

(I'll join ^.^)

Birdflight meanwhile leaped onto the trunk of the fallen tree and yowled as loud as she could, "Evacuate!" Her yowl was slightly drowned out by the storm but hopefully everyone in camp could hear. At her yowl the cats that weren't already out if camp streamed out of camp. She pushed through her clanmates straight toward the nursery leaping over brambles and quickly grabbing a kit in her jaws and allowing another kit to ride on her back. With the kits she raced out of camp leaving them beside elders who were already evacuated and she raced back to get more kits and lead more queens out of camp. Once the Queens and kits were out of camp she looked around to see Gingerpaw standing in camp not doing anything. She pelted toward the younger cat and mewed, "Come, we need to move." She mewed urgently but gently.

Gingerpaw didn't respond. Her eyes were locked on something, as if StarClan was sending her a message.

Dawnstorm ran out of the nursery with 4 kits holding on to her back. As she ran (and she ran pretty fast), she picked up the blacked-out Gingerpaw and continued to ran, jumping over debris. She picked up a whining kit that was on the ground with her powerful tail (it was a really small kit) and placed it on her back. Wind and water beat on her eyes, but she was saving 6 lives now, so she didn't care. She ran up to her sister, Birdflight, who she saw was also carrying some kits. She nodded to her sister, keeping up with her pace. She tightened her grip on her slipping apprentice and continued to run. She had a feeling her sister knew where they were headed. Perhaps the Sun-drown place? Dawnstorm thought, and continued to run, and saw the 'heroic' Windystorm a little above her and Birdflight, helping some elders. She rolled her eyes. Windystorm always was intent on looking like the most heroic cat ever, but she wasn't complaining. She did the same sometimes, too, she supposed.

Windystorm nudged a the last elder ahead, hissing in frustration as more water and debris managed to find its way into his eyes. Shaking his head quickly to clear it, he managed to catch a glimpse of Dawnstorm, kits all over her pelt and Gingerpaw held in her jaws. Those are the kits and Gingerpaw taken care of... He thought, giving the old tom one last nudge to help him limp quickly to his denmates. The cat's leg had been injured, leading to his early retirement, but soaked, with his fur pressed against his skin, he looked like the oldest cat Windystorm had ever seen. "Is everyone out?" He called, pausing as he saw the medicine cat's den, still reinforced from leafbare, start to fall apart. "The herbs!" Windystorm meowed urgently, looking towards the others before hurrying to try and save Windclan's supply. If any cat were to be injured, they would need them.

Dawnstorm watched as the grayish tom hurled back in the storm. She realized what he had said and yowled as loudly as she could, and stopped, flying back. The camp was falling apart; literally. Everything was flying. She saw the medicine cat apprentice and her sister Dappleleaf run out with some herbs, so she figured they had it. "No! Windystorm, Dappleleaf got the herbs!" she screamed, and her voice was so powerful it pierced through most of the near cats, and hopefully Windystorm's.

Birdflight who had run back to camp was now checking every den, warriors den was clear, the same with the apprentices den. The elders and kits were evacuated as well, but on her way out of the slightly tattered nursery a tree fell blocking the exit. She yowled in shock leaping backwards just in time. The crash was loud and her ears were ringing. "Guys! Help!" She yowled and her voice was almost drowned out. Birdflight snarled and slashed at the tree desperately trying to break out of the nursery. I will not be trapped! She thought fiercely.

Dawnstorm had run back to camp. A warrior that was empty-pawed offered to take the kits off her back and would take them to the place they would flee. She took off and saw faintly the claws of Birdflight thrashing out of a small area of the log. Dawnstorm got to the bottom of the tree, and pushed it away. It moved a tiny bit, considering it was not a huge tree. She would only need to push it a little bit before Birdlfight could slide through. She back up and charged at the log, and with all Dawnstorm's might it moved a crack, just enough for Birdflight to slide free.

Still dazed, Gingerpaw bounced along Dawnstorm's back lifelessly. A black figure flashed beside Dawnstorm. It bared its teeth and threw its head back in a yowl of delight. The cat's paws were coveredin dry blood and mud. Gingerpaw tried to muster a growl but couldn't. Who was this cat?

Dawnstorm noticed the figure, too, and stopped. She whipped her head around and saw the dark figure pounce. She jumped back and looked at Gingerpaw while the cat struggled to get up. "Gingerpaw!" she howled frantically. "Can I slide you off my back real quick on the mud and fight this cat? If not I'll just run!" she managed. It was audible enough, she supposed. She pointed her head to the sky and yowled in a ear-piercing way. It was a distress call.

Gingerpaw was awake now. "Do it Dawnstorm! " she yowled. The sleek apprentice slid of her mentors back and dartedo her side, baring her teeth. Can I do this? Wondered Gingerpaw. She hadn't had much training but she could bite. Snapping out of her thoughts Gingerpaw bit the cat'stail,but her jaws passed right through it.

Birdflight slid out of the nursery just in time and let out a breath. "Thanks Dawnstorm!" She mewed looking up expecting to see her sister but she was gone leaving Birdflight standing in the dust in debris. She heard the distress call and knew it was her sister's and she raced straight toward it. "Who is that?" She yowled over the howl of the wind as she stood beside her sister. She narrowed her eyes at the strange cat and unsheathed her long claws.

Dawnstorm pounced on her apprentice to move her away from a sudden lunge from the cat. "No, Gingerpaw!" she yowled over the storm, "Your not ready." She hurriedly picked up the small cat in her jaws and ran over to the nursery, sitting her down. "Stay here. I will come to get you, I promise," she meowed softly to the cat. She ran back and immediately pounced on the cat, that was chasing it's tail. She pinned him down barely. "Birdflight! Help me pin him!" she yowled to her sister. She got a good grip for a second, but she knew with this cat's power it was not easy.

Birdflight immediately raced forward. She didn't care who this mysterious cat was but the cat was hurting her clanmates. She lunged forward and slammed her paws down onto the enemy helping to pin the cat down. She wished for her brother's strength but between her sister and herself, they could easily pin down the cat.

Dawnstorm smiled at her sister, but then turned her face back to the mysterious tom and snarled. She could barely see the tom's face, but it was brown and white and looked somewhat familiar. "Who are you?!" She barked fiercely.

Windystorm turned, but not fast enough. The medicine cat's den collapsed on his left hind leg and he let out a frustrated hiss. The twigs poked and scratched his leg while the weight of the other materials, including rock, pinned down his leg in a painful, awkward angle. At the sight of his clan mates struggling, he snarled and wrenched himself free, ignoring the burst of pain that came from his leg. Windystorm lunged forward and added his strength to the others', his eyes narrowed.

Dawnstorm looked at Windystorm. "Windystorm," she yowled over the roar of the wind, "Hold his rear legs so he can't wiggle from our grasp!" She held on tightly and firmly to the cat still, the weight subsiding in small amounts as all the cats put in different amounts of pressure. She ended up getting nearly blown away by the wind, but she angled her front legs just right and she was able to put in her adequate amount of pressure share.

(Is it okay if I just jump in? )

Sagedapple flattened her ears against the wind. It was flinging dirt into her face and eyes, but there was hardly anything she could do about it. The herbs had been taken out, safely, she hoped. She thought she'd seen her apprentice with a bundle, but she wasn't sure. Sagedapple glanced back toward the medicine cat's den, and froze. What happened?! She screwed up her eyes and squinted against the flying dirt and dust. "Hey!" Sagedappple raced over, digging her claws into the ground as a gust of wind almost knocked her over. "Who is that?" Her eyes fixed on the strange cat as she pressed forward, searching for a way to help. The cat certainly wasn't Windclan.

Dawnstorm glanced at the medicine cat, still pinning down the cat. "Sagedapple! Go away!" she yowled, her voice barely audible. "Sagedapple! TURN AROUND!" she yowled again, her voice so high and desperate it seemed to reach almost to everyone's ear in a 10 mile radius.

(Since I started the RP I'll be the dark cat. His name will be decided. )


Gingerpaw did what she was told, but couldn't help triple checking the dens. Who was this strange cat? Cocking her head, Gingerpaw stared at the cat, looking it straight in the eye. As if she could talk to the cat using her mind, she thought, you will leave me and my clan alone, cat! She stared harder, burning a hole through the cats eyes as they locked once more. Suddenly, the cat yowled in pain and agony and raced away.

Dawnstorm rushed after the cat after it slipped out of the three cats grasps. "No!" she yowled as she raced after the black cat. She stopped finally and looked at her clanmates. "I suppose we'll have to worry about it later, I don't think we can get the cat. Gingerpaw, come over here. Do you need me to lift you still?" Dawnstorm yelled.