Bad naughty Moon has been awfully busy! Bla to school everyone! So here I am, and I know you missed me... please enjoy! ~Silent

Battling storm

"Dawnsong, take the apprentices with you!" commanded Timberfur, his voice losing its usually calm tone. He bounded after Embercloud, who kept silent, her face set with anger. Dawnsong turned to apprentices, her eyes full of worry, but she stood tall and nodded to the three small cats.

"Come with me," she mewed, her voice shaking but firm. She flicked her tail and bounded after the two fleeting cats, towards the Camp. Thunder cracked through the eerie silence and a harsh wind blew across the terrain, howling as it battered at the cats' fur.

The camp was a writhing mass of fighting cats. Yowls and snarls rose up, only to be drowned out by the raging wind. Gustpaw stopped dead in her tracks, her eyes wide with terror. Cinderpaw huddled into her side, but Cloudpaw stood tall even though his whole body was shaking. Dawnsong looked back at them, lowering her head. She turned back to scope the scene, her eyes slowly filling with concern. What was Embercloud thinking?

"I can't let you fight. There are too many cats, and you've had too little training. Stay here and out of trouble." Dawnsong ordered her voice firm. Cloudpaw opened his mouth to protest, but Dawnsong had already joined the mass, her silver pelt disappearing into the crowd.

"What are we supposed to do now? Just sit here? I could easily take on two of those scrawny fish-eaters!" growled Cloudpaw, hopping from side to side impatiently. Gustpaw cuffed him over the ear, throwing him a silencing look.

"Sshh, they'll notice us! We don't stand a chance against any of them; they're bigger and they've had more training. We barely know one move!" she snapped, glaring at her brother. He needed to stop putting his ambition before his own safety. Cloudpaw grumbled at his sister, but sat down, his tail twitching in annoyance.

"Fine, I'll stay, but only because I need to look after Cinderpaw," he snorted, turning around to face Gustpaw. "Where is she?" He asked, his gaze darkening as he looked at Gustpaw. She leapt up, spinning around as she suddenly realised her sister's disappearance. She let out a whimper as she noticed her fragile sister was nowhere in sight.

"Cinderpaw! We have to find her! Great 'looking after'. You go look for her away from camp!" Gustpaw snapped, glaring at Cloudpaw before scrambling down the steep hill into the raging camp. The clouds rumbled again, threatening to send down a torrent of rain. Gustpaw weaved through the crowd, slipping under the bellies of larger cats, and dodging the fearsome blows that came at all angles. She rolled and darted, her eyes wide and searching for her lost sister.

Claws latched onto her back and she was thrown to the ground by a lithe blue-gray tom. His eyes were a dark, mucky green and he raked a claw across her face. He seemed to be only an apprentice too. She growled in anger and kicked at his belly. She reached up, digging her claws into his shoulders and shoved him of her, sending him smacking to the ground. They both leapt up, circling each other a couple of times before hurtling, full speed, towards each other.

The moment they made contact, the sky erupted. Rain crashed to the ground, pelting both cats' fur with a rally of freezing bullets, soaking their pelts and plastering it to their skin. The wind picked up to an ever more furious speed, howling like a pack of angry wolves. Gustpaw fought against the wind with an unnatural ease, but lowered her body to the ground as the rain pelted down. Her green-eyed opponent battled against the wind, easily standing upright as if it wasn't raining at all. The two tumbled over and over, spitting and lashing out furiously with claw and tooth, blood smearing the ground and turning the rapidly forming puddles red. Gustpaw leapt onto the other's back, clawing and biting with a crazed desperation. The tom reared up, leaping and twirling as he tried to fling Gustpaw off his back. He slammed into the ground, sending her tumbling a few paces away. He came hurtling towards her, and she heaved herself off the ground, only to be shoved back down again. Fur and blood flew as the wind ripped at the tom and the rain lashed at Gustpaw. The sky thundered and the rolling clouds were cracked with lightning as the two apprentices weaved between the other fighting cats, ducking one another's blows and slipping under other cats, and circling around others. Gustpaw glanced to one side to see a set of light green eyes shining fearfully through the darkness of a nearby tunnel.

"Cinderpaw!" Gustpaw gasped, prancing from side to side as she tried to concentrate on both her sister and the RiverClan apprentice. A trail of blood lead to the tunnel, and Gustpaw found herself tumbling into the tunnel as something threw her into it. She landed a few paw steps from Cinderpaw, who leapt backwards at the appearance of a shadowed shape at the entrance of the tunnel. It crouched down, and prepared to spring onto her dazed sister.

"RiverClan, retreat!" a yowl echoed through the tunnel from the outside. The shadow at the entrance growled and disappeared. Cinderpaw rushed over to her sister, blood dripping off her shoulder.

"This cat took me away and tried to kill me, but I ran away and his in here. I'm sorry," Cinderpaw whimpered, lowering her head to look at her collapsed sister. But Gustpaw didn't hear a thing; she was lost in a choking blackness.

Outside, a threatening calm settled over the near-empty camp. Puddles and smears of red were splattered across the torn ground and a scattering of leaves blown in from ThunderClan territory littered the moors. But the sky was as silent as the undisturbed waters of the MoonPool.

Also, please note the new username. I've been experimenting recently. This is still the very same Moonflower85, have no fear.

Review and you get a happy raincloud. I know you want it. ~Silent :3