- Jan 29, 2024
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𓆝 . ° ✦ The tense energy in camp was hard to sit with. Cats were pacing, looking around like all of a sudden chaos would erupt. Grasskit wasn't exactly an authority on things, but he could tell when things were very wrong. And now was one of those times. He'd listened, of course, when the news of the fire had first reared it's ugly head. He didn't know what fire was though, so his fear was mainly based on the other cats around. He'd stuck close to his siblings all day. He felt almost like he had to. To protect them, or something.
A particularly strong gust of wind brought a looming cloud of smoke toward camp, making things ever that much more unpleasant. He didn't have the foresight to see that maybe standing outside wasn't the smartest idea. And no one had shooed him away yet, so he figured it was fine. Until it wasn't. The air felt heavy on his tongue with the bitter taste of smoke. An aggressive sneeze nearly knocked him back on his rump. Only now he was wheezing, and hard. Harder than he was used to. Panic flared in his chest, green eyes wide. "H-help-" he tried to cry out but it was mostly just a cough. Falling to his stomach, he stretched his head forward in hopes of any relief. I can't breathe! he thought. Rasping coughs ripped out of his chest. He looked around desperately. Help me!
A particularly strong gust of wind brought a looming cloud of smoke toward camp, making things ever that much more unpleasant. He didn't have the foresight to see that maybe standing outside wasn't the smartest idea. And no one had shooed him away yet, so he figured it was fine. Until it wasn't. The air felt heavy on his tongue with the bitter taste of smoke. An aggressive sneeze nearly knocked him back on his rump. Only now he was wheezing, and hard. Harder than he was used to. Panic flared in his chest, green eyes wide. "H-help-" he tried to cry out but it was mostly just a cough. Falling to his stomach, he stretched his head forward in hopes of any relief. I can't breathe! he thought. Rasping coughs ripped out of his chest. He looked around desperately. Help me!
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NAME — HE/HIM ・ 3 MOONS ・ KIT & WINDCLAN ・ PENNED BY TWITCHTAIL
"speak" thoughts action
— peaceful, healing, and minor injury powerplay allowed