The Lost Migration

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the lost migration

a short story by stork

preface
The flood was the worst we’d ever seen.

''Our home was completely lost. The cave we stayed in was entirely flooded, and we watched cats die.''

''We lost sight of our beach and haven’t seen it since. We were in paradise, and it was just gone, right before our eyes.''

''My name is Ripplestar. My leadership witnessed the fall of OceanClan.''

''Our home was a cave and a surrounding beach. We had dens carved in each corner by the soft rain that would come. Our queens got the driest part and I suffered the wettest fate. It was an oath taken by me and every OceanClan leader before me.''

''Our beach led to many cats getting together and a wonderful place for our apprentices to go. They stood watch on the beach for their warrior ceremonies, to be blessed with both StarClan and the ocean itself.''

''We hunted in the woods not far away. We fed on fish and forest food both in our diets. Our medicine cats soaked seaweed in fresh water to be rid of the burning elements in it.''

Then the flood came.

''We evacuated as many cats as we could. I watched kits be swept up with their mothers who couldn’t escape. I watched two of our elders drown. I saw one apprentice get trapped, and another get crushed. I’m plagued by the guilt of them even now.''

Now, those of us who escaped are homeless.

Nobody knows who we are...

The lost migration has begun with those of us who survived.

''tbc! c:''