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(The clans unite together to fight off an evil force. They decide the prophecy is talking about the incoming flood water and decide to work on making a dam. However some clan cats decide they want to start a new era and band together to stop the NovaClan. The plot outcome will be determined by the Overhaul vote results at midnight on January 11th. If you have an evil cat or cats that you would like to participate as an antagonist please click HERE! This thread is open for anyone to participate with an apprentice or above aged cat from any clan/ group, but please try to not use 5 characters in one response so people don't have to skim too much!)
Less than a week had gone by since StarClan warned the clans at the gathering of unimaginable danger.
"Unfathomable darkness follows the 10 clans that *̴̜̈́̓̉́̽*̸̡̫̘̒̋̅̾̇͝͝*̸̳̱͕̙͉̽͋̆̕ͅ*̷͍̗̝͊̐͜*̴̱̎̏͂*̶̫̔͘͠*̴̜̻͔͍̘̔͐*̷̨̺̭̭͇͠ bound to desecration. Vanquish the flood of evil or dawns light will be an era of shadows."
By the end of the warning the moon was gone and within the days that followed it had not returned. Given the danger the 10 clans have done what they have never done and have all come together as a united force to save the very world that they know from an apocalypse like they have never seen before. After much discussion the clans decided to call themselves one name while being a united force and decided on being called LunarClan. But that was shot down by SunClan so they all landed on NovaClan in a kind of why not? sort of way. Others still agree for the first option that it should have been called ForestMountVolutionClan. Now all that was left was to attempt to decipher what the prophecy meant
DAYCLAN
Glowstar's sucked at her claw removing the excess mouse meat clean off, "What's interesting about this prophecy is bound can mean two things. To remain stuck or move forward. So are we bound for desecration or will we bound to desecration? One means we already are and the other means we have yet to arrive at it."
Sitting around her with the other leaders while their warriors chatted among themselves. In the center was a pile of prey and with so many warriors it was easy to have leftovers the leftovers that they did.
SUNCLAN
Duskslayer stared up at the hill where the other leaders were wondering if they had figured anything out about what a flood of evil meant or an era of shadows. His head half swerved to the medicine cats, maybe they knew? Many SunClan cats including himself couldn't help, but wonder if this was a bad thing. After all if the moon was gone shouldn't this be a time of celebration? Then again with all this talk about a shadow era it didn't sound like there would be room for much sunlight if they didn't find a way to stop the flood of evil.
"So what are your guys theories?" Duskslayer asked, turning to the other warriors that surrounded them. There were so many given that they were all from different clans.
Autumngossamer sat by a puddle, her paw primping her vanilla white cheek fur. She was a soothsayer, which basically meant, super good at fortunes, prophecies, foresight, not good at healing. But hey, in this end of the world scenario she was turning out to be a pretty big help! Although even a sorcerer such as herself had to look good and not get distracted by all these eyes looking at her for answers. As though she would be able to interpret whatever the heck StarClan was trying to get at. But hey, maybe another medicine cat would have a better idea.
Post by strawberrycupid on Jan 4, 2020 22:44:49 GMT -5
Primal Instinct
Was Funk E'tan upset he was suddenly part of some 'clan' called Novaclan? Yes. Was he going to complain about it? No. A free meal was a free meal, and he happily scarfed down a squirrel. A little blood stained his muzzle as he swallowed the last bit. "How are we even sure this is Starclan? I mean, sure, I don't believe in them but..." He stopped mid-sentence to grab a mouse from the middle of the pile, "have they ever, like spoken from the heavens like that?. Thought we had medicine cats to receive prophecies or have some real good dreams they think are prophecies. This seems out of character... I'll bet it's aliens." He spoke so seriously, it was doubtful he was being actually serious. Though he didn't crack a smile as he sliced open the mouse in front of him.
Sunclan
Moonlitnocturne just listened to the other warriors around him chat among themselves. He stifled a yawn, tempted to nod off. He didn't care. Whatever this flood was should just hurry up and come through. He was ready for everything to be washed away.
TL;DR: Funk is convinced Starclan are aliens and is hungry, i changed Nocturnesymphony's name to Moonlitnocturne and he just sits there
Sormyblizzard stepped into the open, her eyes skimming the gathering cats, not many had showed up but perhaps they were just running late and so she moved closer and took a seat a short distance from Glowstar and the others. The long furred she-cat remained silent, not yet ready to give any input on the prophecy but she did dip her head in greeting to the others.
Thistlestar followed shortly after Stormyblizzard, his green eyes narrowed as he took in the clearing of cats, noting the handful that arrived. Behind him, he carried with him a handful of cats himself. As the leader stepped deeper in the clearing, dipping his head respectfully to those he passed despite his naturally stern and unfriendly expression. His gaze finally fell on the leaders ahead, noting Glowstar first amoungst the group. "Glowstar." The leader's deep voice interrupted her talk. He nodded respectfully to the Dayclan leader before finding the gaze of Funk E'tan, offering him only a short nod before turning back to Glowstar "The others haven't arrived yet?" He asked suspiciously, taking in another glance around the clearing.
Winterclan
A abnormally large and tall ginger tom followed closely behind Stormyblizzard, his bright amber gaze hardened as he took in the clearing and the cats around. Lionwhisper was intimidating by his own looks, but his serious expression only added to the fire. The Knight watched on quietly, noting the silence from his Crowned. "And I thought we were late." The Knight spoke up quietly, enough for Stormyblizzard to hear him.
Stormyblizzard let out a purr at Lionwhispers comment and smiled toward him, she had thought the same when she saw how few were here. "I did expect more to be her by now, this isnt something we should take lightly." With that she turned her attention to the leaders. "It seems the rest are in no hurry."
"They'll come, some of their warriors have already arrived early such as SunClan. I'm sure that even if some of the leaders don't show up that their cats will," Glowstar promised, "All we need is some faith in ourselves and the benevolence we all share towards our way of life."
Her emerald eyes stared out, she could see the mountains, the forest, survival clans old territories, and the dark lands. Even past it she could see the blurred shapes of past clans that were demolished far before any of these cats among her were born. Only stories and whispers were told of these fallen clans. Is that what would become of DayClan and all the others? If something wiped them all out would they be stories told in nurseries and whispers among what comrades remained. Her head tilted up to the stars, StarClan must have been really desperate asking someone like Funk and her to help. Years ago she was an assassin that would have gladly stolen lives than to help anyone here. Now she was the leader of a clan being tasked by the heavens to unite forces and save the fate of all clans.
"Excuse me, Thistlestar," Glowstar said padding away from him and the rest of the cats. The suns fading light beamed onto her as the green of her emerald eyes seemed to spin out like flames reflecting against her cheek and off into the air like flowing mist. Her emerald eyes reflected like starlight in the fading sun. Tears broke free as she spoke quietly to herself, "I didn't want to get emotional, but damn. Really? If this flood comes will it wipe away everything that ever was? These lands deserve to be more than just another story told. Don't think I don't know about your dirty little secrets, StarClan. We all know about RippleClan and RubyClans, the many clans before us that have fallen. How many clans can you say you turned your back on?"
She sat, an uneasy breath turning into frost as it escaped past her jaw. Glowstar's claw clung to the side of her head, it ached and spun and the way her vision went dark and bright was oddly comforting, "Where were you StarClan when WaterClan needed you? Did you not think they were a successful clan? Did you not love them? What about now? Do you look at SunClan, NightClan, SummerClan, Renegade Regime, or FallClan with their bright new leader and think that they should not be given a chance? I appreciate the warning, but quite honestly screw you! Unite or an Era of Shadows? How about you come down here and actually help us!? We're better than you think and if you truly believe you can wipe us out into an era of shadows we'll never rebuild what we have. The friends we've buried, the corners of this world where we've found love, those boring peaceful moments like patrols and training that just scream mundane, you'll miss it. You'll miss us and by the time you miss us, it'll be too late. So come down and help, CAUSE DAMMIT I KNOW YOU CAN!" Glowstar screamed into the night, the sun was gone, "I don't want us to go..."
SUNCLAN
"SunClan will come," Duskslayer said with annoyance, "They're probably on their way right now, their muscles must be weighing them down," He grinned, but inside he felt uneasy. Why weren't more clans here? They would need to get going soon and StarClan said this would affect everyone, what if because they couldn't unite they wouldn't be able to stop the flood of evil? "If this is all of us, I'll still lay down my life to vanquish this evil. This is for everyone."
Thistlestar watched in a moment of confusion, noting a difference in her eyes, but what he couldn't put an idea to it. His green eyes trailed after the ginger leader as she walked away from the group of cats and off by herself. It was a He paused, looking away briefly as his mind spiraled. The black-faced tom turned to Primal Instinct leader, his expression stern as he stood tall. " Excuse me... Funk." He spoke carefully "I will be back." He turned away, his dusty tail whisking behind him as he slowly and carefully followed Glowstar. Having lost sight of the she-cat, he was unsure of exactly where she went, following her scent quietly before a scream into the night brought his attention towards a direction off to the side. Thistlestar stepped forward, now more quickly only stopped when he stood a few tail lengths away from Glowstar herself, her back turned away from him.
"Glowstar." He spoke quietly, his brows furrowed deeply as he took in the distraught she-cat, concern hidden behind his serious expression.
Winterclan
Lionwhisper nodded in agreement, scanning the clearing again before settling at the Crowned's side, his protective aura strong as his glare lingered longer on the rouges that stood among the clan cats "I can't believe they are here." He spoke under his breath, his eyes darting back to the Crowned with slight concern.
DayClan Rubyflame watched as Glowstar stepped away the she cat frowning softly. The ginger and white she cat padding after her leader, coming up beside her and resting her tail on Glowstar's shoulder.
"We won't go." She told her leader firmly, "Regardless of what happens, and whoever is trying to snuff us out. We will not go. If StarClan wishes to remain in the heavens and watch, then they will watch as we make our own path. Era of shadows, some of these cats were born in shadows. Thrive in them. Like you. With you willing to curse out those who many believe know best, we can stand against this future. I believe in you, I believe in our clan. And I believe in cats desire to survive. Whatever happens. We aren't going anywhere. Even if the skys flip over and drown the land." She shuddered at the thought of that much water. But kept going. "We will still stand. We have paws, we can carry on."
SpringClan Softpelt felt uneasy about the prophecy. She glanced over at Autumngossamer. "Hey, your role is primarily interpretting prophecy's... do you think this is right? That we have the right interpretation?" The fluffy white she cat asked.
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If Gossamer Alessandra was a real leader, perhaps she wouldn't have shown up. After all, the Regime was a revolutionary group for a reason; the cats seldom wanted to deal with the problems of the othercats. Of course, there were moments where they stepped in, but for the most part, they never had been quite friendly with the clans. Cordial, sure, but they tended to keep the rest of the world at an arm's length.
Gossamer Alessandra was not a real leader, though. She was anything but your average commander. So, there she was, not a fur out of place, as she waltzed in. The cats of the Regime were getting more adjusted to following her, although not all of them had decided to join her. She supposed she couldn't blame them; if this wasn't going to be a big party, perhaps she would have stayed home, too. She didn't care about the prophecy, after all. What did it matter to her if the groups got destroyed? She had no particular attachment to any of these cats, and if the territory flooded out, well, she'd find somewhere better.
"Hello, lovelies," she meowed as she strutted over to the leaders. A devious grin was on her face, but there were few times where it wasn't. "Hope I didn't miss much. You know how these cats are. Personally, I think it's wonderful to be out of those tunnels. My furs just never stay clean and it's just so dark. Did I hear aliens? I hear they're lovely... creatures?"
Glowstar leaned into Rubyflame, "Teheh, thanks Rubyflame, I just really hope we're all enough." She turned to Thistlestar, "but I couldn't let the warriors know I have any doubt. I've set fire to water, slayed Gods, freed us from a cult, befriended our enemies, I must seem like I do impossible things. But if we slip up nothing will ever be the same. I hope we live up to our name, nova, a sudden build up of brightness before resuming its original state, I hope that's us. We shine bright tonight and then things will go back to the way they once were."
SUNCLAN
Autumngossamer brushed her claws through her tail as she listened to Softpelt out of boredom, "Oh no, they got this all wrong. Focusing on the word bound? Aliens? What a bunch of whack jobs. What the prophecy really means is that the evil is among us. It said flood of evil right? I think one of these clans is diseased with evil cats, that's what we should be focusing on," She said in her usual bored girly girl tone of voice. She looked back up at Softpelt, "Oh my Gawd, can I do your fur, you look so fluff-ey!" Autumngossamer enthused. Truthfully the more distracted she got NovaClan into thinking about traitors the less time they would take to notice the bigger threat which was the literal flood.
RENEGADE REGIME
"Now announcing the arrival of Commander Gossamer Alessandra!" Sean introduced before rapidly running in front of his commander and throw down petals at her paws as she walked. Ever since he heard the new commanders name he fell in love with it, just rolled right off the tongue. Plus he actually loved pampering other cats, manicuring claws, deep fur cleaning, massages, anything to bring another individual luxury.
Gravel sat silently with the rest of the League as she watched Glowstar scream into the night, her chest twisting in knots as the Dayclan leader specifically brought up Waterclan. She didn't like anything about this situation; a flood, even worse than the one that destroyed her home, was now threatening to wipe out everything she ever knew? Normally the tortoiseshell would be the one to bring her mother-in-law back to rationality, except it actually seemed like Glowstar was the only one taking the dire situation at face value. Sighing, she pulled her tail tight around her, glancing tiredly up at the sparkling stars that had begun to appear. 'Caspianpaw, my baby, what are we supposed to do?'
SUNCLAN
A rude snort interrupted Autumngossamer's 'interpretation'. "What on Starclan's green earth does she know? I'm convinced she wouldn't know a prophecy from a hole in the ground," Firetooth, or Flamefang, as Sunclan called him, muttered, not particularly caring who heard him or not. Really, he was surprised that everyone else was surprised at this development of events; after Earthclan and three other clans were washed away, did no one seriously consider that the remaining clans might be next? The former Earthclan Medicine Cat hadn't exactly been buddy-buddy with his new Sunclan clanmates, or even existent in clan life at all in the past moon. Truly, the biggest surprise was that he was even here at all.
RENEGADE REGIME
Gardenia followed a few steps behind her fellow Sentinel, her golden eyes sweeping over the different clan cats untrustingly. While the blonde-furred she-cat didn't completely trust Gossamer Alessandra yet, she was still the Regime's Commander, and it was her job to protect her. It was her job to protect. Though, even as she maintained a neutral expression, focusing on nothing except her own groupmates, a part of her searched for her sister, Flyingcolors, in the crowd.
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Post by simplylight on Jan 7, 2020 13:26:01 GMT -5
Fallclan
Calamitystar, for once, had become quiet. His striking blues traveled over each cat as they arrived, blank despite the whirlwind of thoughts behind them. The young ebony leader had not held his position long so many of these cats were strangers. There were a few that seemed to know each other. His eyes fell on the spectacle that was the Regime's new scene, Commander Gossamer. She did have some sort of...grace about her that allured him, but he wondered how that grace functioned in such a rigid group. His paws drew his attention away from the Regime's new commander and for several moments he simply sat and stared in utter silence. It was only his luck to finally feel like he was noticed and remembered only for Starclan to bring a massive flood. Death by water seems to be my specialty. He thought with a small, helpless chuckle. It had only been a few moons since the flood wiped out his former clan, Waterclan. He had been deputy then. Maybe that is why Starclan told Loststar to choose him? Because he had some experience in these matters? Or maybe they were finally giving him the punishment he deserved...
Renegade Regime
Chaman Meepo followed hesitantly behind Commander Gossamer, his tail twitching uncomfortably. The usually-optimistic tom seemed a bit nervous at the thought of another massive flood, but who could blame him?
The twisted whiskers of Hystericplague twitched as Autumngossamer spoke. He sat near the other medicine cats, although he kept throwing glances back at Calamitystar. He had only agreed to come because the leader had asked it of him, and, as Hystericplague found all too often, it was so much easier to just give in to what Calamitystar asks, or more annoyances will just keep popping up. Plus, without a deputy, the young medicine cat had begrudgingly decided to step up as a shoulder for the leader, despite it not fitting in his personality at all. With a sigh, he turned his attention back to Autumngossamer and Flamefang, and the other cats in the small group. "All this talk about Starclan is starting to annoy me," he said, his tail twitching. "Obviously they're not going to do anything about the flood. Whether or not there's traitors in the midst, or if it's a literal flood, it's all up to us living cats to deal with." That is, if this even was the work of Starclan, if they exist at all.
Post by strawberrycupid on Jan 7, 2020 20:29:59 GMT -5
Primal Instinct
Funk E'tan opened his mouth to say something, though as Glowstar left, he wondered if he caught the glimmer of tears in her eyes. Great, he was garbage at situations like this. He was the kind to comfort her with distraction and chaos, not like actual emotion. What were those again? He held so little regard for the clans, even his own, he didn't care what the aliens or the sun god or whatever did to them. The Nemesis nodded to Thistlestar as he left to follow her. While a part of him was grateful, a pout decorated his face as he rolled the mice around in front of him. Funk watched the other groups join them with disinterest, looking over his shoulder too much. It was only when the other leaders joined him that he stopped. "Gossamer Alessandra. Calamitystar." He greeted each simply, "Yeah that was me. That whole debacle at the gathering the other night and all. I find it hard to believe it was really Starclan. Makes more sense to me if it was some demonic presence or aliens, especially since no one is claiming credit for such a lovely prank." He sure wished they would just get on with it, things needed a shake up.
(We got less than a week to get this plot to the pivotal battle scene and I won't be around Wednesday so that's why I'm trying to get it moving today. Sorry xD)
DAYCLAN
Glowstar returned to the other leaders, her green eyes looked over Funk E'tan, Thistlestar, Gossamer Alessandra, and Calamitystar, "StarClan said vanquish the flood of evil. I believe that this flood is real, and will come from the Survival Clans. Like an infected limb it'll spread to the rest of us if we don't cut off the infection now. Survival Clans were the first to go, they're the only territory we don't have eyes on, whatever build up is coming it's from there. We weren't there for EarthClan, BrookClan, and WaterClan, we should have though. Let's make a difference tonight, let's see dawn rise above our clans and not an era of shadows in their place."
With that Glowstar looked to the other leaders to see if they were in agreement before saying, "NovaClan, let's get going."
SUNCLAN
Autumngossamer must have scoffed twelve times before responding, "How DARE you, who do you even think you are?" Her gaze turned like a fire in the wind towards Hystericplague, "And you, quite honestly your face is annoying, but none of us are complaining!" Autumngossamer took a breath before reassessing herself and Hystericplague, "I'm sorry, you're just so... I mean look at you, you're ugly, you're a medicine cat with probably a sad backstory, and have a funny voice. Like you're just screaming for me to bully you. But no, I will resist mean comments because you haven't been mean to me, my battle is with this ugly rude tom over here!" She said turning to hiss at Flamefang. That and apparently she thought Hystericplague had a weird voice.
Duskslayer was beginning to realize that these WinterClan cats weren't talking to him. Seriously? He walked closer to Stormyblizzard and Lionwhisper, "You guys ready to go?" He asked, determined that they would acknowledge him in words at least once.
PRIMAL INSTINCT
"You look awful confident in this alien theory, I think you might be right," Kotori said to Funk E'tan, his exotic green eyes were focused on the horizon, "Also. Did you even hear what Sean said before this gathering to Glowstar? Kept saying how he attended front row seats to her all her failures and couldn't wait to watch this one. My dads a jerk, but I'm surprised she actually became emotional about it."
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Camellia sure did choose a terrible time to join the Clans. It was exciting, for a time, in a new environment, with new faces and new attitudes, but now that the high was done, she was left feeling confused and rather regretful. News of a strange prophecy bad scared her (maybe unreasonably so, but she had never heard one before), and she just nearly left. But something held her back. So she carried on, did whatever it was that she did in a day, and everything was nearly fine. NovaClan confused her, though. She had come for one Clan, she couldn’t handle this amount of cats. Would they stay in the same place? She hoped not. Nervousness pricked her pelt again. She wondered, again, if she should go. But maybe she could help in some way?
She had never attended a gathering before. Up until recently, she didn’t know there were much more Clans besides the Mountains. And she had thought WinterClan was packed! Her heart hammering in her chest, she made her way into the crowd, tentative. Her vision was already starting to blur, and the soft white fog of her mind was drifting forwards. She really had to pay attention, this was a serious issue.
Camellia stares up at the hill held the leaders of whatever Clans were here. She was curious, for a bit. A tiny part of her wanted to go up and chat with them—wipe the she-cat’s tears (for whatever reason she was crying.) Of course, she certainly knew she was bad at interaction. Why did that part of her even exist if it knew she couldn’t do anything of that sort? The fluffy molly sat nervously, turning her gaze away from the leaders and instead to her paws. They shifted on the ground, and without turning back she could feel her tail twitching. Camellia tried her best to still it.
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Post by simplylight on Jan 8, 2020 0:16:54 GMT -5
Fallclan
Calamitystar’s eyes flashed and he met Glowstar’s gaze with a cold, hard stare. He wasn’t usually in a sour mood. In fact, he was known for being a pretty obnoxiously outgoing cat. However, the mention of Waterclan sent a surge of pain and bitterness through his veins. She spoke as if the Survival Clans were the plague. At least, that is how it entered his ears and creeped into his wounded spirit. “Don’t you forget, I and several other members of your clans were there for Waterclan and the others when we were left to fend for our own during the first floods. The only reason you care now is because it’s suddenly a threat. You haven’t watched your clan drown and shatter into a million pieces, scattered in what clans would take us in. It must scare you to face that reality now, but it certainly didn’t concern anyone when it was happening to us.” His voice was low and dark. He shook his head and gave an irritated flick of his tail. “Forget it. I’m here because Fallclan is more important to me than bitter feelings. Let’s get started.”
Stormyblizzard sat watching silently as more arrived, things were getting heated as each new group showed up. Words were being said and offense was taken, but this would get them no where if they were meant to stand as one to survive, getting to her paws the crowned rejoined the others, here on behalf of Winterclan she needed to get involved, only wishing she knew for sure where everyone else stood on the matter. "Calamitystar is right, we need to figure out what we are going to do, we should get this started." She gave the black tom a gentle look, he had been through a lot in the past, as many from the other survival clans had.
Renegade Regime
Newly named Guider Superior, Ignatius followed behind his commander and Chaman Meepo along with the others of his group, still new to all of it he remained silent and watched, amber eyes taking note of each cat present.
Fallclan
Tatteredraven stood at Calamitystars side, her black and white pelt bristling slightly as her leaders mood began to change, she had no emotional connection to the clans that had been destroyed but could feel the pain of her leader as he spoke of it.
"Okay," Glowstar said a shiver of laughter leaving her throat, chilling and taunting, "I'm only going to say this one more time, DayClan was literally ENSLAVED by SunClan when WaterClan was dealing with their horror and trauma. I was literally ENSLAVED. So don't go shaming me or SpringClan when we were being held against our wills trying to survive too. We've all gone through hardships, but don't you dare come at me and think cause you saw a tear on me cheek that you can sass me. And don't you dare come into NovaClan measuring whose suffered more because if you want a crown for it you can go back to the remains of BrookClan and scrounge up one. Or we can make some progress right now and save what's left. So no, don't forget it, remember this, the SurvivalClans have been with us for generations and they're gone. Right here, this clan in front of you is alive. Don't miss the present because you couldn't walk out of your past."
Her eyes weren't cold, but the faint brightness of her emerald eyes seemed to spin like raging wild fires into Calamitystar's. They were going to the SurvivalClans, she could not have him bring down morale or allow their minds to become haunted with what was. All they could have was hope and no one and no force was going to take that from them. As Glowstar walked forward the wind followed behind her roaring like the beast that embodied her soul. She was too harsh to him, she should have kept her serene nature and not her assassin side. Calamitystar needed faith, not a wake up call. Everyone did. Hopefully as they got closer to SurvivalClans they would gain faith in each other as they discovered more about the prophecy.
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Post by simplylight on Jan 8, 2020 0:48:46 GMT -5
Fallclan
“Why do you think I’m here? Fallclan is my only concern now.” He responded smoothly, not phased from her harshness. He had endured much worse from his father and his friends. Calamitystar had learned young to have a hard shell. His ice blues lingered on her for a moment longer before they turned to meet Stormyblizzard’s. He was warmed by her concern and it brought a little lighter of a feeling in his chest. “No matter, the survival clans know what kind of damage these floods cause. It’s going to take more than bright words and a bit of Starclan’s dust to fight them. We need to act soon.” He picked up his pace a bit, anxious to get there and get started. He was aware of Tatteredraven at his side and gave the aurulent a little nudge. “I’m okay. Just a bit anxious.”
