It rained and rained, with no stop at all. Looking for prey was practically useless. Only an animal who had clouds for its brain would be crazy enough to go out in such horrid weather. But Firestar still made us go! I understood why he did this, but seriously. Two measly pieces of soaked prey really doesn't do much of anything.

So basically life continued as normal-but the fresh-kill pile was tiny, and there were no run-ins with other clans. They'd be mousebrained to attack in this kind of weather!
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"Evacuate camp! Everyone, get out now!"
"Come on! We have to hurry! A tree is going to fall!"

I was up in a flash, unlike all the other cats who blinked groggily. Pathetic. What kind of warriors are they?

I helped get all the kits out, still half asleep. They stumbled along sleepily until the cold splash of raindrops woke them up fully.

"Where's Mousefur?!" I heard a cry.
"She wants to get her mouse!"
"The mouse doesn't matter! Where's Longtail?"
"He's trying to help get her out."
"Fox-dung! Their going to get themselves killed!
"I'll get them!"
"Briarpaw, no!"
But it was too late. I saw her shadowy figure dash back to camp. A quick flash of lightning momentarily flashed through the sky, giving full light to what was happening. The old tree creaked loudly. With an almighty crash, it fell eight on top of the elders den. Along with Mousefur and Longtail. And Briarpaw.

A/N: hehe so I had a bit of time finally and I really wanted to get this chapter out for all you who requested it. :3 Special surprise! :P But I didn't have the book where the storm happened so things might be inaccurate. It would be of so much help if you put anything I left out in the comments below! :3 anything really. It can be minor or big. Thanks so much! :D #LongestAuthorNoteForMe xP