Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27669385-20160616150733/@comment-27798784-20160621211802

Dustpaw ran as best he could after the rest of the clan. He'd injured his paw running from the camp, but that was the least of his worries at the moment. "Swanpaw!" he called, scanning the crowd. "Swanpaw, where are you?" Dustpaw relaxed as he spotted her among the many cats, but broke off coughing. The smoke was almost overwhelming now.

Appledust looked around worriedly, trying to account for all of her kits. She sighed in relief as she found that every one of them was there, but glanced back at the blazing camp. What are we going to do now?