forum I didn't see any Warriors RP [Open]

Started April 11, 2018 by @Lavy-the-Nerdy-Sci-Fi-Birdy

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"I'm okay! Don't worry! The ground's just rough, and the rocks scraped against my side when I slid. If it was just grass, I'd probably only be bruised. Don't feel bad, i-it's really not your fault!"

"Why would I feel bad?" Thunderkit asked, slightly confused, "Leopardkit should be the one feeling sorry, she made you wait while she blabbered on how I nearly 'killed" you."

"Well, yeah. I know it was an accident, everyone but Leopardkit does, but… I dunno… you're right, you have no reason to. I'm okay, and you got attacked."

"Yeahhhh, we need to do something about her…" He said, lowing his head on to his white paws, "You want to get some speel? We can tell Finchpaw everything in the morning if you want."

"Um, okay." Ashkit stood up, hardly taller than he was when he was sitting. He felt very small next to Thunderkit, but he didn't mention it.

~Time Skip to next morning~

Tha air was flooded by a gray mist that extended from the den the two brother kits were sleeping in, to the outskirts of the camp. Isn't wasn't like they knew how far it spread, but form what they knew, it looked like it covered the whole world. Silverbrook was with them in the den, still fast asleep, but Finchpaw was right beside the little black kit, she had kept him warm all through the night.

Ashkit shivered a bit and moved closer to Thunderkit, curling up against him for warmth. A water droplet fell on his nose, making it twitch. Then another, and another. Ashkit sneezed and woke up to see that it had begun to rain. He cowered away a bit, storms always having scared him. He hated loud noises, and lightning had almost struck the nursery before. He turned his ears back, moving away from the entrance of the den.

"No…." Thunderkit moaned in his sleep as a water droplet fell on his face. "No!" jumping up, he looked rather shocked and confused. Frantically looking around, his eyes landed on Ashkit, "What are you doing?"

Ashkit sneezed again and looked up at Thunderkit, still cowering on the ground. "W-what do you mean?"

"Where are you going?" He said, refreshing what he said a few seconds ago.

"I'm not going anywhere! Ah!" There was a loud clap of thunder and Ashkit hid his face in his paws, shaking.

Sighing, Thunderkit quickly padded over to Ashkits side. "Let's go back to the nursery, I now Snowkit and Frostkit will be wondering where we are."

"But it's storming!" Ashkit peeked out from behind his paws. "What if we get hit by lightning?!"

"Lighting will not look down at us and say 'Oh look! Two kits! lets hit them!' and plus, if we run really really fast, we'll get there in no time!" Nudging him forward, he took his place beside him to block the strong winds from blowing his brother away.

Ashkit dug his claws into the ground, looking fearfully at the storm, but he eventually dashed after Thunderkit.

Passing the fresh-kill pile, he darted by the warrior's den before coming to a stop at the foot of the nursery, "C'mon Ashkit! Frostkit is playing moss-ball with his sister!"

Ashkit slipped on the wet ground in his attempt to stop, causing him to fall. He sneezed again before pulling himself to his paws, shivering.

Thunderkit was slightly stunned at his brothers failed attempt to stop himself from falling. Racing out the shelter of the den, he quickly grabbed his brother by the scruff and pulled him back to the safety of the den. "You better no be sick," he blurted, letting him go, "Or another wise I'll have to drag you back to the medicine den."

It was pouring outside at this point, and Ashkit was soaking wet. He shook out his fur, trying to get dry. Ashkit stepped away from the den entrance, wanting to get away from the storm.

"Let get you to Oakfur, she'll clean you up." Passing Snowkit, a pure white she-cat, Oakfurs large black head pocked up behind Birchstripes brown tabby pelt.

"What happened to you!?" She exclaimed, racing over to the even more tinnier Ashkit, "You're soaked through!" She then began frantically licking him.

"W-we had to run through the storm, mama." Ashkit leaned against Oakfur, trembling.