The Flooded Journey (Wolf&Thistle)

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    Wolfstar
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    Lightning came, its brilliant shock of neon blue lighting up the graphite sky, daring to get closer and closer to the tops of the rolling hills. The moors didn’t seem to like the storm, the grasses bending towards the ground with each gust of wind, and the few trees threatening to snap at the bases of their trunks. Wolfstar’s blue eyes widened with shock as he and his apprentice, Thistlepaw, padded a little ways away from the camp towards ThunderClan territory only to be stopped by what seeme to be another lake. The water’s edge lapped at their paws, and Wolfstar suddenly felt as tiny as an ant compared to the intense nature surrounding them. I’ve never seen anything like this.

    The WindClan leader looked down at his apprentice, who was a little taller than his shoulders now. “We’ll have to go around,” he meowed. “We can’t swim across that.” The water rippled as what seemed to be an infinite amount of raindrops plopping onto its surface, only adding to the volume of water already there. “We need to quickly find a way to ThunderClan where queens, kits, and elders can safely travel.” His voice had to be louder than normal for Thistlepaw to hear him. The thunder unaplogetically roared throughout the black and gray clouds that hovered over them. Even though Wolfstar knew it was about midday, it felt like midnight. 

    Come on,” he said, pressing his tail to Thistlepaw’s shoulder as he led them around the new lake. It was large, but he could still see both ends and they weren’t far from the edge to their left. “Be prepared to swim now. There’s no current so you should be able to swim just fine.” Wolfstar made a mental note to himself to make sure he would ask his apprentice how the hell he knew how to swim once all of this was over.

    #3064

    Manna Moth
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    Thistlepaw padded up to the edge of the water with a nod to Wolfstar. He slipped easily into the water, barely noticing a change considering they’d been walking in the constant rain. The water was just as cold but steady for the most part and he steadily swam towards the other side. This is definitely easier than the rapids he thought with a satisfied flick of his ears. Wisteriaflower had taught him well and he gave a silent thanks to her in his head. Hearing a splash he turned his head to see his mentor had entered the water and was following.

    Halfway across he realized his paws never touched the bottom, which was saying something considering Thistlepaw was one of the taller apprentices in the clan. This is deeper than we thought, and with the rain not letting up it’ll only get worse. Churning his paws strongly he reached the other side of the bank before giving his pelt a half shake, not that it did much. He waited until his mentor had done the same before turning to him and raising his voice over the storm. “This is way too deep for the kits and intimidating for the cats who can’t swim well. Do you think we’ll find an easier way to cross?” He asked worriedly. Of course they could support their clannmates on either side through the water, but how many could they get across before the storm flooded more of the land?

    #3083

    Wolfstar
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    Wolfstar waded into the water with ease after Thistlepaw, keeping his head above water and his tail directly on the surface to help guide him. He watched his apprentice swim with as much comfort as the leader himself, and he wanted to roll his blue eyes. Of course he got an apprentice who was almost exactly like himself when he was an apprentice. His ears twitched as another rumble of thunder rolled through the clouds with angst, and he tried to swim as fast as could to the other side. Once they were able to touch the ground, Wolfstar padded to the shore and shook out his pelt next to Thistlepaw. He looked at the young tom and sighed. “I don’t know. It’s getting larger and larger. When we come back from ThunderClan we will find a different way to get to camp. It might be a longer journey for them, but if that means we don’t have to separate then we’ll do what we can.

    The longer they took getting to ThunderClan’s camp, the more flooding there would be and the harder it’ll get to travel. If they couldn’t travel to ThunderClan with all of their Clanmates, what would they do? Their camp was on the top of a hill, yes, but it was flooding fast. “Let’s hurry,” he said to Thistlepaw, pressing forward and trying to ignore how cold and wet he was. His pelt wouldn’t dry completely  until the storm was far away from the camp territories and the rain dried up. 

    Wolfstar had no doubt that Hollystar would give WindClan shelter until the storm passed. Fortunately, the ThunderClan and WindClan leader were on good terms and always have been. He liked to think of her more as a friend than an enemy, and he was especially grateful for that during times like this. “We’re almost there,” he meowed. “We’ll head straight to their camp.” He highly doubted a ThunderClan patrol would be out in a storm like this, and he didn’t have the time to wait for one. 

    #3084

    Manna Moth
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    Thistlepaw flicked his ears in agreement and quickly hurried after Wolfstar. They took large, quick, strides, not quite running in order to not trip on the slippery forest floor. He focused on dodging branches and brambles as he squinted through the heavy rain to make out Wolfstar. Everything in the forest was confusing and he hissed as a branch sideswiped him in the wind. I’ll never understand how Thunderclan can live with all this mess. The forest felt crowded and he was thankful Wolfstar knew the way, with this weather he could hardly scent anything and would take a while to find the camp on his own.

    Finally Wolfstar halted at what seemed to be the entrance to camp and stopped to catch his breath. He did the same and quickly scented the air, picking up the musky scent of Thunderclan and the many cats nearby. He felt a small twinge of nervousness, he’d never had to walk in to an unfamiliar camp before. He hoped they weren’t hostile that they’d be barging in unannounced. But that’s rabbitbrained, they have to help us. I’m not sure what we’ll do otherwise. Finally Wolfstar rose and gave him a nod, padding into the camp, he took a breath and followed his mentor in confidently.

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