Post by Pansystar on Apr 6, 2022 10:40:08 GMT -6
PANSYSTAR
Her call brought about the anticipated chaos. Pansystar watched as apprentices, and Foamfur, rushed to help Foxlily with their herbs. Good, she thought, letting herself savor a moment of releif admist the flooding camp.
Lionshine's approach brought her back. He asked of building materials, to which Panystar replied: "Yes! When you're able please grab the materials we didn't have a chance to move!" But before getting a response, he was called into action by Webaw and Pantherpaw. She watched the feline leave and made the note to herself to pick up where he left off with building supplies.
Pansystar began gathering up the dried bramble bushes her and Piketooth gathered. Or, at least they were dried before this most recently rainshower. Regardless, they would dry again. And they were essental for camp security. She bundled them up as tightly as possible, picking up the ball delicately with her teeth. Thorns dug into her chin and her chest, but she'd happily take the scratches over leaving this behind.
She trotted out into the freezing cold water, it reaching high on her chest. Right about now she was cursing herself for not being taller. She craned her neck as high as it could, spying a big of dry land across the northern stream that would normally protect the MoonClan camp. The leader reached the fallen tree that made up Foxlily's den and clawed her way to the top. Spitting out the brambles, she raised her voice to announce: "Everyone head north! Grab what you can and cross the stream. There's less flooding on the other side!"
Lionshine's approach brought her back. He asked of building materials, to which Panystar replied: "Yes! When you're able please grab the materials we didn't have a chance to move!" But before getting a response, he was called into action by Webaw and Pantherpaw. She watched the feline leave and made the note to herself to pick up where he left off with building supplies.
Pansystar began gathering up the dried bramble bushes her and Piketooth gathered. Or, at least they were dried before this most recently rainshower. Regardless, they would dry again. And they were essental for camp security. She bundled them up as tightly as possible, picking up the ball delicately with her teeth. Thorns dug into her chin and her chest, but she'd happily take the scratches over leaving this behind.
She trotted out into the freezing cold water, it reaching high on her chest. Right about now she was cursing herself for not being taller. She craned her neck as high as it could, spying a big of dry land across the northern stream that would normally protect the MoonClan camp. The leader reached the fallen tree that made up Foxlily's den and clawed her way to the top. Spitting out the brambles, she raised her voice to announce: "Everyone head north! Grab what you can and cross the stream. There's less flooding on the other side!"
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