Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-26832013-20160408154553/@comment-27798784-20160409230612

Rainwing faintly heard Lilyfire cry his name before slipping to the bottom of the stream. He almost called back, but remembered he was underwater. The cold stream splashed around him, soaking into his fur and chilling him to the bone. His lungs felt like they were on fire, burning and screaming for air. He churned his paws weakly, trying with all his quickly-fading strength to get to the surface, but the current was too strong. He breathed in deeply, but all he found was water filling his lungs, starved for air and burning, the water cold and swift, splashing all around him and, a voice in the back of his head nagged him, killing him. All of a sudden, he remembered everything he had to live for- Thistlepool, his kits, and his Clanmates. With a newfound energy, his paws moved in the water as fast as he could move them, trying to reach the surface with a strange desparation, but it was too late, he needed air that he didn't have, and all he could hope was that his family was safe. With one last-ditch attempt, he thrust himself upward, hoping that against all odds he would be saved. As he tried his best to get above the surface, an inviting blackness swallowed him as instead of the life-giving air he needed so terribly, all he felt was more water rushing into his lungs.

(Don't worry guys he's not dead yet just blacked out. Depending on how evil I'm feeling he might die tho)