Epidemic [Official Windclan RPG]

Tangleclaw reached up on her hind paws and pulled the apprentice down. "Silly mouse-brain." she giggled. Tangleclaw scratched some dirt out of her fur.

A little ooc: I just got back in to my acount... wasnt working. anyway on with the show

"If anyone wants some burnt prey tastes awesome. By the way, GET AS MUCH WATER AS WE CAN, THE CAMP'S ON FIRE!

"What?! Fire?!" Tangleclaw screeched. Considering she had a very bad nose (it's a birth defect), she couldn't smell any smoke. "Are you joking?" she growled, more concerned.

-sorry it's short-

"Fire? There's a fire? I smelled smoke, but I thought that it was just a cat or something!" Moonpaw yelped, running towards the burning camp.
"Oh my Starclan!" She screeched, running into the burning place. "Come on, we have to help!"

Jetfeather quickly gathered more moss, soaked it in the lake and caught up. "Look this time I PROMISS its not my fault. BEEP BEEP," Jetfeather said racing a head to camp.

Tangleclaw bolted after the other cats, brushing past exiting cats. She stood in the center of camp, staring horrified at the burning nursery. Flames engulfed the inside and she could hear cries from within.
"My kits!" the she-cat cried, recognizing the apprentices' voices.
Tangleclaw jumped over a large flame and entered the nursery. Two kits were limp on the ground along with their crying mother. Flamepaw and Soulpaw were calling out for their sister but she wasn't in sight.
"Let's go!" the pale cat yowled to everyone, picking up one kit. The mother gave her an appreciating glance and picked up the other.
Soulpaw was limping badly and had to lean on his littermate to escape. All the cats made it safely out.
"Leafpaw! Leafpaw!" Soulpaw cried.
"He hit his head really hard, so he doesn't know what's going on." Firepaw explained to his mother.
Tangleclaw nodded and lead them swiftly out of camp. She handed the kit to Firepaw and jumped back into camp.
"Leafpaw?!" she called.

Suddenly a black shape... no grey came dashing through the fire. "Hi, heres your kit, bye!" Jetfeather said, dropping Leafpaw and suddenly dashing for more water. "I never knew I cold run this fast."

Tangleclaw pressed her pelt against her kit's. "Don't ever run off like that again!" she scowled. "I'm fine mother!" Leafpaw growled and ran back to her brother and sisters. The older she-cat sighed and looked through the camp for other cats.