TrueHeart became warry. These diseased cats could be ANYWHERE. She would have to be EXTRA careful from now on...

In the quiet, cool den the stench of sickness, death, and decay filled the room. TrueHeart's stomach churned, looking at the poor cat whose life had been taken to save another. StreetFire stood by her, her eyes fixed on the pool of blood forming under the twitching cat's twisted throat. No one was aware of the rogues's presence, but it wouldn't matter if they had been. The scene silenced and filled each cat with heart-stopping fear...

Raccontail looked around. We need to get Birchtail out of here before the dieses spreads and we catch it. But where exactly?

*Silentpaw took a shuttering breath, and shadows dripped out of her eyes instead of tears. She then turned to Thunderstrike, who was also crying. She placed a paw on her friend's shoulder* "Y-you didn't have to say any of that, Thunderstrike. No cat had to know who accidently hurt Ravenflight." *Silentpaw smiled thinly, then looked at Ravenflight as she sat up. Silentpaw's smile widened, and Thunderstrike stopped crying for a moment* "Ravenflight, you're awake!" *Silentpaw said, happily, then looked at the still body of Birchtail. Her smile fell off her muzzle*

" Why n-not The Crevas? ," Streetfire asked quietly. " It-it's a deep, heated crack in the earth I discovered some m-moons ago. I might be wide enough to-to throw . . . Ya' know . . . HIM dow-down there. " She gestured at Berchtail.

Raven screeched as she saw the dead body. "My nightmares....their real!" She cringed as she tried to scoot back....Her wounds felt like they were burning. "My mum, She...she told me about this disease.... We must get him out of here. Or else he could infect the rest of the clan....

Everyone looked RavenFlight. "What nightmares?!" They asked shakily.

She hesitated, then nodded. She felt useless. If the prophecy was to be full filled then everyone would have to play their part . . . Even if it involved the desposle of a diseased, grimy, disturbing, twitching corpse. Street heaved the body onto her back and then stood infront of the entrance way, waiting for Silentpaw to take down the dark berrier. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves and serpress the chills.

"We must" Raven meowed to true. "We must take him to the crevase. But we can't pick him up in our jaws....his blood could infect us... We need to use...some kind of....platform...so we can drag him. But what could we use?" Raven attempted to get up. Her muscles ached and her wounds burned. She flinched, but managed to stand. Through her pain she managed to hide it, or at least attempted to.

(new and improved ref sheet of TrueHeart will be in my gallery soon :3)

TrueHeart thought. "Hm... I got it!" She ran out of the den and returned momentarily with a small branch of a fir tree. "Drag him on this," She said, bringing the branch over towards BirchTail.

*Silentpaw choked slightly as she saw Birchtail's bl.ood about to touch Street's fur. She used shadows to pick up Birchtail's body, and a few drops of his life bl.ood floated in the air in shadows. She swallowed a lump in her throat* "What-what should we do?" *she choked out, trying to ignore the drops of bl.ood floating in front of her eyes* "I can't carry him all the way to the Crevase...what kind of mat could we use?"

"Well my nightmares..." They have happened since the last full moon....She shuddered...Their terrifying.....So much death....Cats with foaming mouths...their slow collapse into insanity...." Tears striked her face now. "After we "bury" Birch tail...We have to find the cure. Or else...it's the END of the clans. With that every cat was silent a new ergentcy in their hearts....The cure shall be found or it was all over...

(Oh, whoops, okay, True. So ignore Silentpaw's last sentence! We'll use the branch, and Silentpaw will catch the...red liquid...)

With that Raven grabbed one end of the stick. "Street get that blood off your pelt!" She screeched. "In the river! Don't so much as sniff the blood! Just clean yourself off in the river" She said slightly calmer now. Then painfully she began to drag the branch.

TrueHeart stood up. "Clan cats and rogues must work together to find this cure! We must put our differences aside and work willing, or we'll ALL die. WE are the 7 "unlikely" cats the prafecy spoke of! We can and will find that cure! Who's with me?" She looked around in the dim light at the six other "chosen" cats

But how do we which herbs to use? Raccontail toke ahold of the branch getting ready to drag Birch away. I used to be a Medicine Cat so i remember what does what. But which combinations?

Streetfire dragged him onto the branch. She then dragged Birch out into the open and pulled the corpse westwards towards The Crevas. 30 minutes later Street arrived at her destination. Heat radiated from the large crack like an earthy stove. It was growing dark and Streetfire didn't want to be near a dead cat alone at night. She hurridly pushed Birchtail into the The Creavas. With a sigh, the feathered she cat turned around and there he was. The gray, burlu cat. " Hellow, pest. ", he hissed. " Any friend of Silentpaw's is an enemy and an outsider. She attacked Raven, not Thunder, didn't she? " Streetfire cringed slightly. " Sh-she did no such th-thing! You-you heard Thunder. It was an ac-accident. " Street replied, intimidated. " I don't think it was. " he growled. " Sounds like she was covering for that traiter! Now, I wonder why she's friends with such a little, stupid rogue like you? " " I'm not st-stupid! " " I'm sorry! Say that again? I can't speack STUTTERING! " He laughed. Some thing started to stur in Streetfire. It was dark and meanacing, a ravonouse creature. " I'll make Silent confess. " he smiled. " But first, I'll practice on you, moledung! " The cat launched himself at Street like a sling shot would a rock. Anger. That was what Streetfire was expeeriencing. She had never felt it before in her life. But it wasn't just any anger. It was a deep, deep fury. She was unable to controle it. The white rogue neatly dodged the gray assailent. " Hehe! It seems like this mousedung- " Street rammed into the cat, yowling like a banshe. She ripped and clawed at him like a deranged dog. He couldn't dodge her. He could even touch Street. No god or number of warriors could've save him. No shield or clan ruler could've stayed her fury. She bit and clawed and mauled and kicked and screamed. Soon, she stold over the disfigured body of her attacker. Growles cam from behind. She whipped around, her chest heaving. " Infected cats " she growled. Street was ready for more.

"Street! Don't bite them! Claws only!" Raven yowled to street. Street had just encounterd 2 infected cats. To Racoon she turned. "The herb has not yet been discovered. "

Street nodded and sped towards the infected cats. She would shred them like leaves.

"She needs help!" True said as she dashed out to help Street.

(new ref up)

*Silentpaw ran to the river and dropped the captured bl.ood into the river, then began to trail behind Street Fire by about five minutes. After a half hour of walking she heard a shriek. She jumped into a tree branch above her and looked down. She gasped. The large grey and brown tom was talking to Street Fire near the crevise. He seemed to be ranting about...Silentpaw listened closer...herself. He was accusing Street and all the others of helping Silentpaw. She was about to go down there and help, but then Street Fire jumped at the tom. Silentpaw shut her eyes away as Street Fire lost it, and only opened them when she heard heavy panting. She felt sick. Street Fire stood there, a dis figured grey and brown tom at her paws. Then Silentpaw heard hissing. She looked behind Street. A group of cats were walking towards Street Fire. 'No,' Silentpaw thought. 'Not walking. Stumbling.' A chill seized her. 'Foaming mouth cats.' With a burst of energy Silentpaw jumped off of her perch and onto the lead cat's back. He went down with a crack, and Silentpaw launched herself at the next ones, using her claws and her powers, a cold and calculating fury taking over*

sorry to enterrup but can you make a wolf rp just once thats all plz

Dreampaw hides, crying behind the bushes, EVERONE was gone... everone SHE loved...

Dreampaw continues crying as she hears a rustle.

RABIES LOL

Frigidpaw let out a scream as a fox leaped at her. She instinctively rolled, swiping at the fox's muzzle, but her fur soon became streaked with blood from her wounds. "Someone help me!"