The End(Closed)

Flowerpetal yawned as she lead the patrol, her lilac fur fluffed up.
The air was unnaturally cold for a day like this.
She turned to Nutpaw and Cinderpaw with a small smile. "We'll just patrol up to the gorge and then turn around."

She picked up the pace, shivering. Why was it so cold outside?

Nutpaw followed after Flowerpetal, not feeling so great. It seemed like she had been an apprentice forever, Flowerpetal was younger than her and was already a warrior. Sje hoped she would become a warrior soon. The chill in the air pricked her fur, and for a few moments she wondered why it was so cold in Greenleaf. She just excused it to a cold breeze and padded along with her patrol. It was to the gorge and back. Though that place brought back memories she wanted to forget, the brown apprentice pushed those thoughts out of her mind. It would just be a short patrol.

Cinderpaw was happy to be back after that fight she was in coma for months, she is feeling a lot better now. But she has missed a lot Jaypaw becoming Jaystream and he even got apprentice! Then her mentor's death..shaking her head she continued along with the patrol she can't worry so much she and Jaystream can be together again isn't that all that matters? But at hearing where they were going she gulped, that was where the fight took place. She opened her mouth to suggest other wise but knew better and closed it quickly. She pushed those thoughts back after all nothing can happen again..right? They were just going there then right back.

However, before the small trio of cats could travel any further, everything fell completely silent for several long moments. The chirping of birds and rustle of far off prey all fell dead-silent as a new, deadly presence descended upon the she-cat's with a lazy, unbothered pace. Seemingly rising from the Earth, the Mist rolled forwards towards Flowerpetal, Nutpaw and Cinderpaw, quickly and effortlessly blocking off any escape routes within its thick, inescapable body of vapor. Tendrils of frost began to crawl forwards towards the RiverClan cats, causing the ground below their paws to become brittle as all the warmth and life was efficiently leeched from the earth.

Flowerpetal, Nutpaw and Cinderpaw were all seemingly trapped within the Mist's hold- with no way out and nobody around to hear their calls for help.

Flowerpetal's eyes widened. She didn't know how to deal with this!
She began shaking, her fur fluffing up and her pupils dilating with fear. She turned helplessly to the two apprentices and paused.
She felt something rise up within her, like a great spirit had given her courage. Flowerpetal felt a rush of protectiveness and she snarled, putting herself between the two apprentices and the huge, billowing mist.
She hissed and lashed out at it, swiping blindly with her claws. The air was growing thicker, and droplets of water were forming on the she-cat's fur. Oh Starclan, what's happening?

Nutpaw jumped in surprise when the mist suddenly just appeared and swallowed them, then shrank in fear. This was the mist that had killed her clanmates, the mist that had attacked at the gathering! The brown apprentice hoped StarClan would help get them out of this, though she remembered that they could do nothing about this strange force. There was nothing she could do to protect her clanmates or herself. She was defenseless, and all she could do was accept her fate of being abducted by the horrible mist.
And then Flowerpetal lashed out at it. Though the mist had blinded her, she heard the she-cat growling, and the sound of claws swinging through the air. Though that would obviously accomplish nothing else, it gave her young mind hope. With a soft growl from the back of her throat, she stood up, not ready to bow in defeat. She would keep fighting and be strong, even in a useless battle. Though the mist clouded her scent and vision, and her fur was picked with frost and she was freezing to the bone, she stood her ground looking defiantly into the fog.

Cinderpaw let out a shriek as the mist engulfed the patrol she shrank back in fear. Her eyes were wide as she noticed she couldn't see anything and the air felt suddenly cold to the bone. She didn't know what to do as she heard a older she-cat growling through the mist and heard claw striking the air. Her fur was fluffed up not by the coldness but by the fear. She tried looking behind them to call for somebody when she saw she couldn't even see the ground behind her. But even so she opened her mouth there has to be somebody near by to help them! "S..Somebody! Help!" She called out pulling back in fear, there was a part in her mind that told her to fight it and not back down after all she fought through the darkness of her coma she can fight this. But there was something else that told her this is mist how can she fight this? Shaking her head she took a shaky step forward, she has to be brave Jaystream was brave for her, and Sparkwillow was brave for everyone.

Their claws sailed harmlessly through the Mist, only emptily swiping at an opponent that wasn't there.

Only a suffocating silence answered Cinderpaw's cries for help as the Mist began to billow and shimmer with a newfound interest in its prey. The temperature plunged even further in response to the challenge presented by the RiverClan cat's attempts to free themselves, coating everything in a brittle and painful layer of frost. There was a moment where the Mist temporarily receded as if it was going to release them from its icy grasp before it plunged forwards and enveloped Flowerpetal and Flowerpetal alone.

Flowerpetal's fur grew stiff as the Mist began to suck the life from the RiverClan cat's form, mercilessly draining the poor creature of any warmth still remaining. For a brief moment, sharp amber eyes were visible from the depths of the Mist, gazing at Flowerpetal with a detached amusement, before they faded within the swirling depths of the fog. A few heart beats later, the Mist simply released its iron-tight grasp on Flowerpetal, Nutpaw, and Cinderpaw before rolling away, leaving only two living cats in its wake.

Flowerpetal was dead.

Cinderpaw froze as the temperature got even colder she could tell nothing she was going to do would help any. She didn't know what to do but she had to help out her clanmates, she had to. What was the point of her waking up if she couldn't protect them? Her wide wild eyes whipped everywhere trying to find Flowerpetal or Nutpaw in the mist. She ran in a direction hoping to run into any of them. But of course nothing happened till suddenly the mist vanished. Her eyes went even wider as she saw the body of Flowerpetal on the ground she rushed over even tripping on her paws as she gripped Flowerpetal, "Flowerpetal! Wake up!" Tears were coming to her eyes. She hardly knew this she but it was just like Sparkwillow's death. She should have been there to help. But instead she freaked out and froze. Her eyes grew dark as she stood up and looked to the stars, 'I'm sorry I didn't help you'

OOC: Chopped, would you like me to make a topic where they take her back to camp?

Nutpaw´s eyes picked up the shimmering of the mist until the cold forced her to close them. Frost coated her whole body, plastering her in place. She suddenly felt all her fear return. All the cats who had been killed had been frozen to death. Was this what was happening to her? She whimpered slightly, until the frost vanished from her pelt and the mist slowly receded. Opening her eyes, the brown apprentice saw the mist roll away, and she was still alive. Breathing a sigh of relief, she was about to praise StarClan when she heard Cinderpaw´s scream. She instantly turned instinctively, though she already knew and dreaded what she would see.
"StarClan, no!" Nutpaw couldn't help but cry in distress, digging her muzzle into Flowerpetal´s fur. Another warrior had been killed off, and she had failed to save her. Though she knew she shouldn't feel guilty, there was no way to fight the mist, guilt still plagued her heart, fueling the pre-existing substance. She had once again failed to uphold her duty for her clan. But she had to fix her mistakes. She lifted up her head and looked to the other apprentice. "We should bring her back to camp for her to get the respect that she deserves."
For some reason, that made her think of how the warrior had fought for them in the mist and had given her hope, and that made the apprentice even more sad.

OOC:Yes please!! Thanks!

Cinderpaw was crying as she thought about how Flowerpetal fought for them. She gave her life so they live. Another cat..lost. Why couldn't she help? Why did she just had to freeze there? She could have done something to prevent this. Just like Sparkwillow's death. Guilt tore her heart as she hiccupped through the tears she saw Nutpaw mourn the warriors death also but it felt like when she first woke up, like she was in a dream. It was like everything was through the mist she shook her head trying to get rid of the thoughts. She can't think like that. She was brought back for a purpose. Jaystream needed her so did Morningfog. She just had to be braver next time that's all. She jumped as she heard Nutpaw not even remembering that she was there. It took her awhile to even comprehend what Nutpaw said before she opened her mouth to respond but nothing came out. Closing it again she nodded her eyes dark and hazy. Really she couldn't even think about walking in to camp with the body of a former warrior. How would she look Jaystream in the eye? How would he respond when she says that she froze while another cat gets killed right in front of her? It was just like that one battle by the gorge..

OOC: Another one bites the frost

Looking across Flowerpetal´s frozen body, Nutpaw let out another choked sob. She had never experienced first hand death like this before, and she wished that she never had. For one moment, she imagined that this was all a dream, that the mist had never come for them, the Flowerpetal was still alive. But that fantasy melted away in a matter of seconds. The warrior was dead, and she couldn't make it otherwise. Turning back to Cinderpaw, she spoke again.
"Come on. I'll carry her scruff and you can carry her back end."