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Warden of Primal Instinct ♦ High Priest of BrookClan ♦ MedCat of WaterClan
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Post by Primordialhaze on Apr 9, 2019 20:33:30 GMT -5
It was a day she never saw coming. Like a monster eating up the earth to reach her on a thunderpath. Angry breath steaming before her. SunClan was her home. Her mothers home. And her mothers mothers home. Was she driven by some unseen madness or the protective primal nature of a soon to be new mother? Whitemagnolia stumbled through SunClan's hot vast territory. She had managed to hide her symptoms of labor long enough to get out of earshot of the camp. She knew Littlebird would be disappointed in her, but he was her home and she needed him in this moment. She whimpered as pain coursed through her middle. They were coming. And she was still... too far away...
Soaringdawn walked along side the hunting patrol. Typically he ventured with them in search of birds so he could use the feathers of the birds they caught or simply find feathers lying on the ground for the warriors to use. However when the warriors darted after a swan he quickly lost interest knowing it would be a longer battle with the prey than usual and wandered off to a more scenic route. His amethyst gaze caught like barbed wire when he noticed the White Tree along the hill, but this time noticed shadowy movements. He couldn't see Whitemagnolia, but something was over there. He couldn't imagine other SunClan cats met up with DayClan cats, but maybe he was wrong.
Soaringdawn padded over, racing up the hill and looking down below to find Whitemagnolia. He let out a yowl of surprise and almost stupidly asked what she was doing, but didnt' take a second longer to realize what was happening. They were coming now! There was little time to enlist the medicine cats help, but with the patrol being so close by he quickly left her side going up and back down the hill yelling out to the patrol, really screaming at them to get over to him before running back over to Whitemagnolia's side, "I'm here, I'm here. The patrols coming."
