Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=57240&page=6#55 Author: IvyCat Time Posted: 2/27/2018 at 1:41 AM You couldn't pick up any Clan scents of that side of the river, but the stale scent of a rogue could just be made out. (You can pick to be an "open-end" roleplayer like this, or for me to give you options. If you want to switch between the two, tell me when ^^)

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I walk over to where the scent is coming from, hoping they're not aggressive.

You were unable to track the scent, you'd only caught a whiff of it in the air.

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The brook followed across the forest down to the fields and twoleg place. It'd be several days journey to follow it to the field and around the forest to the marshes past the camp. The other way led to an uncrossable lake so you couldn't go that way. Survivors wouldn't live the time it'd take you to go all the way around the forest.


Glintstar turned away from the burnt area, looking for a place to rest. She would wait for the area to cool, then come back the following morning. Maybe it would be passable then.

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=57240&page=6#56 Author: IvyCat Time Posted: 2/27/2018 at 1:43 AM The ash scattered around, falling softly like black snow. The brook babbled and made your tail wet, the water was cold and your skin pricked. It soothed a minor burn on your tail that you didn't realise you had. (You can pick to be an "open-end" roleplayer like this, or for me to give you options. If you want to switch between the two, tell me when ^^)

i peer at the the ashes...."My poor clan" i shake my head in sorrow."Startclan be with you" i pulled myself out of the river and shook off

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=57240&page=7#62 Author: IvyCat Time Posted: 2/27/2018 at 1:57 PM You were unable to track the scent, you'd only caught a whiff of it in the air.

I walk around, looking for the scent.

Loud meows awoke you in camp during your sleep, crying out, "Fire, Fire." you jumped out from the leaders den, alarmed. You could see the blaze tearing through the forest, straight towards the camp. It was licking at the walls, surrounding you. The place was illuminated and the moon had turned a flaming red, bursting through the clouds. Why was StarClan punishing you? You didn't know.

Your paws instinctively ran. Ran as far away. There was the babbling brook further down the hill in the forest. You were going as fast as possible, but the flames seemed to be catching up. As you left over the stream to the other side of the forest, the wall of flames didn't cross. it just stared at you. It'd destroyed your home and everything with it. It was time to move on.

You watched it die, until only scarred remains were left.

Silverwind sighed, trying hard to comprehend what was happening. Her home.. It had just been destroyed, burned down in the dangerous flames that had almost taken her life. Her heart thundered, and the forest seemed to be closing in on her.

(figured I should use Silverwind for now, because she hasn't started a Clan yet.)

Because it's an RPG, it is cool enough to walk on currently. Even waiting until morning, there was still a risk some survivors wouldn't survive. You decide to head into the greener forest, it was warm and sun seeped in. you could smell prey.

You pull your tail out of the brook and look at the green forest ahead of you where flakes of ashes had fallen onto the leaves, other wise it was untouched by the fire.

I looked ahead and sprinted away from the flames

you managed to pick it up once more again, but you are unable to tell it's direction.