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The Aftermath of the Storm

This is a RP for the Storm B.I.G aftermath. You don't need to specifically join, just jump right in. Also, you may not need to activate this RP just yet-only when the Storm has seemed to conclude.

~Icy

We've left the ruins of the old B.I.G building. We're standing in the quiet, peaceful forest...

Quiet and peaceful. Will I ever hear those words again? It's a catastrophe. Ugh, it's a catastrophe BECAUSE of Catastrophe. Who even is he anyways!? Everyone is shooken up, and few have escaped without injury. I have claw marks (thanks Eli) on my back. Moonshadow's got a bandage on his side. I'm no expert, but I think it was a dagger wound.

The crickets chirp all around us. Do they know? Do they know that our world-the animal world-is in danger?

No. They do not.

Eli's sitting at a stump, writing messages on long, thin peices of bark. "We need to let everyone know." She says.

But it's been so peaceful ever since the battle. Ever since the Powers were there. The lush green moss feels soft and spongy underneath my bare feet...and sunlight filters through the leaves, casting intricate patterns on the ground. A red pattern is painted against a tree, and it looks like some kind of lovely bird, and looks almost more like it was stamped on then drawn on...

Eli walks over to the tree, ignoring me. She coughs once to get everyone's attention. "This is Catastrophe's sign. I don't know much, or what bird it is, but we probably should remember it." Then she laughs, one maniacal laugh that gave a glimpse of the insanity inside of her. "I don't even know why it's on this tree. Catastrophe probably put it here." 

Everyone is quiet, not making a sound. Catastrophe, in our forest home?! Catastrophe?! "Our families are in danger. Our mates, our cubs, pups, kids, children, whatever your species is, they're in danger." Eli says. "But what about you?" Someone asks. "What about your family?" I know what's happened to her family, but I wait for her to tell it. To expose the insanity inside of her.

"They're gone. I have no family to fight for. All I care about is revenge-and avenging them. So I'll do anything-risk my life even-because I have nobody to love. Nobody to care for and not die for. It's an empty feeling, actually. But it drives me on."

To dedicate your whole life to revenge...