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BRANCHPAW and CROWSTRIKE have successfully freed MEADOWPAW!
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STONESTAR has successfully freed BROOKSHINE!
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RUSTLEPAW has successfully freed RACCOONSPRING!
(edited)RESPONSES ARE OPEN FOR REACTIONS, THOUGH EBONYSTEP IS STILL TRAPPED!
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RUSTLEPAW has successfully freed EBONYSTEP!
With every cat pulled out of harmâs way for the time being, they have been left with multiple new dilemmas: injured cats, multiple tunnels and no clear way of escape due to the large debris blocking the entrance. Their only option is clearly forward⌠But the question is, which way will they go?
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(edited)With the majority of the votes directed toward taking path three, Stonestar stepped aside to allow Ebonystep & Crowstrike forward through the chosen tunnel. The patrol begins their march forward, with those that are able to turning their heads to look around their surroundings⌠But nothing seems to stand out to any of the patrolling cats, much to the relief of many. The lack of sound shows promise that perhaps there wonât be another cave-in, although it doesnât show promise that thereâs a way out through it, either.
A deafening silence falls between the Soaringclan cats in the tunnel as they pad against the damp dirt, each following Crowstrike & Ebonystepâs leads through the area. The peace that settles between each cat is much needed & appreciated by all as they walk, although the silence is less than companionable.
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But the silence also leaves room for the strangest sound emerging from ahead of any of the Soaringclan cats. ⌠The sound of something wet, similar to their own paws shuffling against the wet dirt underneath them. But⌠Itâs coming from ahead of them, and no oneâs split off from each otherâ so what could it be? Maybe itâs just their minds playing tricks on them. Wary glances are distributed amongst those most skeptical in the darkness, but theyâre given no choice but to push forwardâŚ
⌠But even then, there seems to be a faded, familiar scent⌠Wonder what that could be about?
As the patrol chatters amongst one another about what the scent that they had picked up could possibly be as Rustlepaw charged forward, the silence provided by the supposedly empty tunnel remains heavy and foreboding. No cat seems to pay much mind to this as they traverse slowly, their conversations ongoing with their slow steps. âŚ
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The silence becomes pierced very suddenlyâ the sound of squeaking and fluttering wings can be heard from somewhere deep within the tunnel, alongside a surprised yelp from the novice who had come running down the tunnel before a yell quickly followed her cry. "YOU AREN'T MY DAD!"
The cats who can still see within the patrol are suddenly blinded by a black fuzz swooping down on them, startled shrieks coming from the group diving down and brushing against the cats. Bats!
With no other choice but to move forward, the Soaringclan patrol is forced to rush ahead and down the dark tunnel in hopes of evading the startled animals raining down upon them.
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(edited)Branchpaw was the first to come charging down the tunnel, with Meadowpaw very hot on his tail. Neither apprentice was keen to stay here much longer, especially with the sudden emergence of the swarm of bats. Close behind them ( trailing just after Meadowpaw, to be exact ), was Dusklily who seemed motivated to ensure that the young cats of the patrol were safe.
Stonestar, Brookshine and Raccoonspring channeled their brotherly bond and energy with one another and ran practically neck to neck after Rustlepaw, who bolted down the tunnel like a bat out of hell ( ha, ironic ). However, Crowstrike was right on the tails of the three brothers with Ebonystep in tow on his back. Despite his lack of vision, the help of Ebonystepâs guiding words were enough to allow the dark tom-cat to keep up and even somewhat surpass the brothers, nearly catching up to Rustlepaw.
Rustlepaw, on the other paw? Continues to run like hell, not giving a shit about the cats with her as she bolts down the tunnelâ although her fellow novices were able to keep pace with her, alongside ( maybe disappointingly ), Dusklily. Because of this, they were the first four cats to lose the swarm of bats chasing after the patrol⌠And catch multiple intriguing details revolving around the tunnel.
The smell of earth. The dirt that floods their senses is sudden and invasive, but very welcome when accompanied by the sound of song birds. Following this scent, however, is the strong smell of herbs; itâs almost stronger than the dirt, and causes the four cats currently present ( Rustlepaw, Dusklily, Branchpaw and Meadowpaw ), to scrunch up their noses and nearly rear backâ lavender and catmint fills the air, strong and invasive with a hint of⌠Lemon? But not only this, but thereâs a final lingering scent that becomes noticed when the rest of the patrol catches up with the four front leading cats.
Anger. Furious, burning, vile, anger⌠But who, or what, could be angry and with them in the tunnels?
Maybe that doesnât matter right now, because upon closer inspection, the patrol comes to notice that the tunnel has softened significantly under their paws alongside whatever remained in front of them, which seemed to be the end of the tunnel.
Maybe digging can help in this situation?
Weâve almost reached the end, folks! If you want your cat to begin digging at the very end of the tunnel ( directly in front of them ), come into #event-rolls & roll a d20! Any rolls that are 10 or above are considered passing and will contribute to digging out of the tunnel. (edited)With the combined efforts of the patrolling cats, and some lovely vocabulary provided by Rustlepaw, the group was able to successfully begin caving in the dirt that blocked the way in front of them, allowing them to create a cat-sized tunnel that would allow even the smallest of cats within the grouping to pass throughâ although it would be a tight, claustrophobic squeeze for all involved. As the cats pooled out of the cave and into the makeshift tunnel, Meadowpaw was the first to pass through the opening and toward the light beginning to shine down on the escaping cats pelts.
... Where she swore she could see a feline figure in the distance, moving away from the tunnelâ their pelt either obscured by something or too far for her to identify ...
Before the tortoiseshell novice could do anything with this information, Stonestar gently pushed forward as the feline fully disappeared from her line of sight. They'd have to start heading home and licking their wounds, now.
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