Rosepaw gave her mentor a little smile, "Okay," She meowed and padded side by side with him.

Emeraldrain looked up at Shadowpaw, "Oh would you?" she asked hopefully. Handing Duskkit to him she meowed through Sunkit "Thank you!"  As she made her way up the hill, she seen Firtail accompanying other cats to help Echovoice. When did you decide this would happen StarClan, and why withought warning?

Windprint looked over the scattering cats, "Mistsoul is missing." he remarked, Missing Windprint! Find her! Windprint ran out of the camp as fast as he could, hearing distant yowls of annoyance. As he flanked out of the camp, he noticed a pelt streaked with snow and sand. 

Running up to her, he recognized Mistsoul. "No," he meowed, "Mistsoul ...? are.. are you there? or... Alive?" His voice faintly timid, he pushed her stomach. As he examined her, the roaring of the two-leg monster became faintly closer. "Please, Please wake up!" he meowed.  

Looking around, he shook her head back and fourth. He puller her body a little farther, and knew it was hopeless for a cat as thin as him to cary another cat back to the Clan. Letting his blue-green gaze rest on her he meowed, "Please......... Mistsoul..? I have loved you for a long time..... but you and Copperfire..."  Shaking his pelt, he looked at her. "Why am I telling her this......?" 

Rosepaw looked up at her mentor uneasily. "We should get Echovoice's kits to leave the camp," she meowed, "Please, stop fighting... The Clan needs you now and all you can do is mouth off to that other tom." Hissing the last part, she ran into the nursery, grabbing Chesnutkit, and scurrying out of the den. Fleeing from her mentor's reach.

As Rosepaw padded out, she noticed Featherpaw carrying Cherrykit behind Emeraldrain.  Padding up to Emeraldrain, shot a grateful glance at her and kept her pace.

"Cats of IceClan, our Clan is now being deserted!" Rainstar Called out from the top of the camp, "Swiftdarkness, you make sure everyone is here." Turning back to the Clan she yowled, "The two-legs are approaching. We must leave now! " Feeling the wind in her fur, she grasped Echovoice's other kit, Sorrowkit, in her mouth.

Padding onward leading her Clan, she padded toward the smooth rocks of the border between FireClan, and IceClan. 

Hawkmask nodded to Firtail "You as well." she stated and made her way to find any of the cats out of the camp. Heading to the nursery to look for any other kits. When she saw all were gone she ran for the entrance. Snowkit ran beside her as his small body was too small to carry one of his siblings.

 Painfullpaw nodded and went to find th two apprentices. Stopping for a second he thought of Eaglestars kits. Spotting them he breathed in relief and caried on with his job. Getting to safety. 

 Sorrowkit was shaking like a leaf would in the wind. "W-whats h-happening?!" she yowled and her fur stood on end. Wondering why everyone was covered in fear.

Sadness filled Patchpelt's gaze when Shadowpaw told her about Redpaw, but she understood. The tom was highly aggressive and frustrated easily. When in a fit, no cat could stop Redpaw from doing as he pleases. Licking her apprentice on the ear, she hoped that was comfort enough in a display of understanding.

Watching as he dashed away, Patchpelt gathered the cats closer together. She ordered them to make a buddy system so that no cat would be left behind. Soon Shadowpaw was back with the rest of the apprentices' and Patchpelt began to yowl over the chaos that they were going to leave now.

Fear-scent was so strong in the air, Firtail was nearly choking on it. The clan was in a panic, but Rainstar and Swiftdarkness worked effectively enough that they were getting out fast. But is it fast enough? he wondered, and silently prayed to StarClan that they were working fast enough. When he burst into the nursery, Echovoice's kit Sorrowkit was shaking in the back corner, eye wide with fright. "Come here sweetling," he purred, using her nickname for comfort.

Grasping the tender nap of her neck, Firtail trotted out of the den until he was right behind Patchpelt, who had all the apprentices and the two queens around her. Swiftdarkness was quickly gathering the large amount of warriors, but it wouldn't be fast enough Firtail feared.

Trotting up to Patchpelt, Firtail was comforted when the calico warrior yowled, "Rainstar, Swiftdarkness, and the rest of the warriors will be following. Let's move quickly!" She darted ahead, taking a less used path. It made for more effort in traveling, but it went straight to FireClan territory. Why in StarClan did Rainstar chose FireClan of all clans? Firtail wondered.

Meanwhile, Redpaw screeched when he came upon the largest monster he had ever seen. Turning tail, his umber eyes filled with fear when he realized it was heading for the camp. I have to warn them! Sprinting as fast as he could, Redpaw almost ran right into Patchpelt in his hast. Confused for a moment, the ginger tom sighed with relief when he realized that the clan already knew. "I will go back to see if any cat is lagging behind," he offered quickly in defense for his absence.

The camp was nearly empty when Redpaw raced in, which comforted him deeply. He was shocked at how much loyalty he had unknowingly given to this clan. Checking each den to be sure that no cat was being left behind, Redpaw came upon the medicine den and yowled for Nightfall, Starpaw, and Gentleheart to leave. "Forget the herbs!" he cried desperately. Rushing them out to huddle near Swiftdarkness.

The ebony warrior looked at Rainstar, "All cats are either here or already moving with Patchpelt. I think it is time we run." Thin and tired, Swiftdarkness prepared his body by tensing his lean muscles. He would make it out of this. For my kits.

Sweet one, Mistsoul heard Cougarclaw whisper to her, you need to wake up. The clan is moving, hurry. Some one special is here for you.

But this place is so peaceful and welcoming.

I know little one, but StarClan is not ready to take you. There is so much more planned for you.

Shaking her head in denial, Mistsoul gasped awake. Pain had come back to her, but more importantly she could hear too. There was a loud ringing and crunching noise, yet what she heard most were to cries from the tom standing above her. "Windprint," she rasped softly, her voice was drowned out by the chaos.

Licking her dry lips, Mistsoul noted the anxiety in the tom's eyes and instantly tried to stand. Her legs trembled like a newborns, but Mistsoul had always been inwardly stubborn. Standing semi-steady, she looked back up at the handsome tom, even if he was stick-thin as well. "What's going on? Where is everyone?"

Her vision wavered and she stumbled forward to lean on Windprint. Using him to steady her, Mistsoul hoped he didn't mind. What was he saying to me before? she asked herself. Her mind was working slowly, but her instincts warned that something bad was happening. It told her to flee, but her body was just too tired. Pressing her nose into the fur at Windprint's shoulder, Mistsoul hoped again that the tom didn't mind her leaning, but she didn't know if she had any strength left. Physically or mentally.

His mouth full of fur, Firtail rumbled to Sorrowkit, "Bad things are coming to IceClan, so we are going to FireClan." Each paw-step was becoming harder for the tom, but he would do anything for this clan. My clan, he thought with his heart blooming with love. IceClan worked well together, there were some kinks but no clan was perfect. It still amazed him how loyal each cat was, and how strong the will to live was in each cat. Even the kits were strong-willed and didn't complain. Such mighty warriors, he thought with respect and love.

The trees were thinning, and Patchpelt finally slowed her relentless pace. Firtail gentle placed Sorrowkit on the ground, knowing that they were out of danger..for the moment. Taking in gulps of air, the spotted tom looked around. Water was seeping through the ground to chill his paws, but a few stepping stones were noticeable.

Patchpelt slowed to a stop, knowing that she had pushed the starving camp hard. Maybe too hard she thought, but the monsters had been so close she didn't have a choice. "Let us rest for a moment. The kits can be set down now to walk on their own, but every cat needs to watch them carefully." Glancing up at the gray, gloomy sky Patchpelt thanked StarClan that there were no birds of prey lurking above.

The calico warrior watched over each cat in turn, looking for Rainstar. She didn't know what to do next, and hoped that her leader would guide them safely into FireClan from here.

ooc' don't mind this post xD I am rushed couldn't finish it. 

Rainstar nodded to Swiftdarkness, after the Clan cats had been traveling fast, and hard through the sand, Rainstar meowed to the resting Clan, " 

Windprint steadied Mistsoul, her legs were week, and what he could see form, her eyes weren't any better.

Sorrowkit nodded and felt drowsy after a while. "I'm tired..." she whispered and sowly she fell into sleep.

 Snowkit padded away from Hawkmask and towards Emeraldrain. When he reached his mother he leant his head upwards a bit and gave his mother a comforting lick. "Don't worry mom. We're safe now. That's all that matters." he said as he laid down beside her and rested his tired paws.

 Hawkmask looked about spotting Firtail she smiled happy to know he was safe with Sorrowkit. Even Panthergaze was ok. She was proud and she purred. Padding towards Firtail she knew Panthergaze might still be upset with her talking with Firtail the first day they met. "Oh thank goodness you're alright." she purred and rubbed her cheek on his smiling. "I was so worried." she added and sat down beside him. Watching as Sorrowkit slept lightly she smiled at the kit. "I'm so glad everyones alright...well asides from a mild heartattack." she stated and shuffled her paws a bit.

When Littlepaw heard the call, she staggered to her feet. She was so tired from the journey.... Why had StarClan chosen her, the worthless runt apprentice? She was even lower than dirt. When she grew up, she would probably be was smaller than Patchpelt. Fear clung her small body. Would she be able to catch up? She thought about it, than sighed. No, I won't. She slowly slugged her way into the middle of camp. She stared around. No one had noticed, that small Littlepaw had lagged behind. She sat down exactly where a dead warrior would be placed, and laid down to rest.

Cheetahwind moved fast, because of his long, lithe legs. His legs begged to go faster, but he controlled the urge, staying two fox-lengths away from Rainstar.When Rainstar called rest, he suddenly screetched to a halt. He went to Patchpelt. "Where's Littlepaw?" He said in panic. "Is she still in camp? I don't see her."

Licking her chest fur until it was semi-flat, Patchpelt jumped what Cheetahwind appeared by her side and demanded, "Where's Littlepaw?" Fear coursed through her veins as the calico warrior looked about for the tiny apprentice. She couldn't see her, and Cheetahwind's startling words made her worry they might be true. How did I miss her? She was a huge part in the journey.

Her legs trembled with guilt at not having noticed the little cat's absence. Her ears flattened on her skull as she scanned the area for the black pelt. "I don't know, Cheetahwind," she whispered, "I don't know..."

Back at camp, the huge unnatural-yellow monster roared closer. There was another following close behind, and their rock-eating-fangs bit into the frozen earth. They uprooted plants, rocks, and small trees crashed to the ground before them. Redpaw pelted for the camp entrance, thankfully of which was on the opposite side of where the monsters were coming from. Their strange, bitter scents intoxicated him, making him cough and sneeze.

A black fluff caught his attention as he raced by and Redpaw looked back. A kit was left behind? he thought with horror. Though, it seemed understandable because it was a still as stone. Then he recognized Littlepaw. For moons he had traveled with the opinionated she-cat on the journey and knew that she must have been too tired to run.

As he stepped in her direction the closest monster ate through the bramble barrier of camp, making him hesitate. His instincts told him to run, but the honor that Falconwing had displayed to him, taught him pushed his paws into action. Redpaw raced over to the she-cat and roughly grasped her nap in his teeth. Turning tail and racing with the swiftness of coming dawn, Redpaw followed the beaten path that all the other cats had taken.

Roaring came from behind him, yet he never looked back to see his clan-home be destroyed. His lungs wheezed for air, as his legs burned like fire, and again his instincts told him to leave Littlepaw. It only made him bit harder into her neck and race on. When the growl of the monster reseeded to nothing, Redpaw slowly stopped and set Littlepaw down. Falling to the ground the ginger tom took in as much air as he could. Closing his umber eyes and resting for a while. Then, still gasping, he yowled, "You mouse-brain! You almost got eaten by that monster! Couldn't you have found even a bit of energy to get you going!"

Scrambling to his paws, Redpaw huffed at her, his tail held high. "Fend for yourself now," he spat. Then angrily stalked away.

Featherpaw stumbled behind the group of cats, her tail was dragging as she carried one of Echovoice's kit. Setting it down, she hissed. "Don't move, you'll die." Smirking at the thing she said the kit was bunched up into her fur. What am I a queen?! I don't like this. Feeling as if she could swat the kit from under her paw's, she just sat there, her fire-red eyes wandering over the cats.

ooc; I am brain ded. xD Or else not creative at the moment. 

With a gentle cuff, Firtail glowered at Featherpaw. Sorrowkit was comfortably snuggled under his soft tan belly-fur, so she wasn't disturbed when his forepaw had moved. "Watch those words, apprentice," he scolded. "That could have scared a grown warrior, let alone that poor kit." His neck fur had ruffled a bit, so he turned his head to swipe a few licks in an attempt to smooth it down.

The swampy land was uncomfortable compared to the stable gra.ssland that IceClan and TreeClan. Even CaveClan has better lands than this, Firtail thought. But he never had been a cat that liked water. He did his best to avoid the cold, wet substance. He wondered how long they would have to stay here before leaving for the new territory. I wonder what the new place will be like? Will the clans fight over the land or will there be so much that it won't be a problem.

Another unnerving thought came to mind, how will we ever get to the Moon Stone again? Firtail shivered at the thought of having no more leaders for the four clans. Or weak leaders that only had one life like a simple warrior. It was just unacceptable to him. Although, they couldn't just move the Moon Stone, he had never even seen it. Firtail had only heard mysterious stories about the beautiful stone that seemingly glowed like the moon, and he knew that it was how the leaders kept in touch with their warrior ancestors to receive their nine lives and personal dreams.

OoC: I never thought about this dilemma until now...I didn't finish the New Prophecy series so I don't know how they solved this problem, though I heard about the "something Pool". Do you think they should have that in the new territory?

BiC

Mistsoul felt the cramps of hunger but shock her head. The worms in her belly took away her appetite even if her belly rumbled. She knew that they would go away if she ate the correct herbs over time, but at the moment just the thought of eating made her nauseous. "No thank you, Windprint," she rasped.

Rubbing her cheek along his, she purred, "It really mean a lot to me that you helped me out of there, though. I didn't think I would make." The dark depression on her mind was still lurking, but with the tom cat before her she was distracted momentarily. Lying down on the soft, soggy soil she yawned and rested her head. "Let me rest a moment." No sooner had she set her head down did she fall asleep.

OoC: More is coming, but later.