Mistykit squirmed when she heard howls of protest. Her fur was still wet and she felt a shallow spray of water.
Fallingkit, who was beside her flinched as she was ripped away from the edge of the hill and placed at the paws a warrior. Mistykit felt the same tug, and was placed beside her sister. Her ears flattened when she heard the loud crys of a tom. "Berrynose no!" He cryed, trying to fight through cats holding him away.
~Shadeclaw's pov~
Shadeclaw whatched in horror as the grey she-cat got swept away by the current. Her paws trembled, and her eyes blazed with sorrow. "Burningclaw, Softpaw! Warm the kits!" She mewed through the thundering wind and rain. Burningclaw sheltered the kits from the rain and Softpaw sheltered them from the wind, they both licked the kits matted furs. Thistleclaw had taken a seat beside Crystalfur, breathing heavily and tears streaming from his face.
"Thistleclaw?" Shadeclaw approached the warrior. He didn't respond, he only rearranged his paws on the wet ground. Shadeclaw couldn't do anything, though the Tom was clearly in pain. Your supposed to help, you're a medicine cat! Crystalfur flicked her ears and placed her wet tail on Thistleclaw's back, her eyes soft.
Shadeclaw felt the wind increase, and it ripped at her wet pelt.
"We must head for shelter in the trees!" Deplestar howled. Shadeclaw made her way over to the kits. They seemed warm and not to annoyed by the gental rush of rain being sprayed on them.
She nodded to Burningclaw and Softpaw, and they both picked up a kit, earning small mews of protest and their tails to tuck beside their legs.
~ Thistleclaw's pov ~
I Whatch as the curent slushed over the rock where he, Berrynose and Shadeclaw had stood moments before. He shivered as her remembered the sight of his mate and his only son go under, their frail bodies being thrown around with the strong water.
Thistleclaw leaned on Crystalfur, and they both walked twards the hills with the rest of their clan. He saw his two daughters being carryed. He winced, and nodded to Crystalfur. "I will be right back." He muttered. He approached burningclaw, who was carrying the protesting Mistykit. He observed the kit's pelt. She looks just like me! He thought gingerly. "I can carry her." He mewed, his eyes soft as he stared at his kin. Burningclaw nodded and passed Mistykit over to the Tom. Thistleclaw got his grip on her and started padding again.
- yay! For me this is a pretty long chapter... But meh, hope you like it :) ~Misty
