April Medicine Cat Meeting

The storm that had been raging overhead since the early hours of the morning seemed to be here to stay. Gusts of winds that made the trees bow under its fury, the river rising and splashing over the banks as it swelled with the water of the torrential downpour from the heavens. Lightning lit the dark sky often, thunder sounding not far behind it. At the end of a long day of this storm, it didn't seem like it would let up any time soon. It would be impossible to travel out of camp in this weather, let alone to Highstones. There would be no medicine cat meeting this moon.