[NO LONGER RELEVANT] Story of Three Storms_~*~Chapter 4—Ana~*~_

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Please note that this is a Warriors-based story, meaning there may be elements of bl00d, v10l3nc3 and d34th. If you are sensitive to any of these elements, I advise you not to read ahead. First: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1321304917/ Previous: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1326628365/ Next: None yet! Space key for Thumbnail " " are cats talking * * are Ana's thoughts or if they're there while someone's talking then that's the word being emphasized ~ ~ are notes from me Chapter 4—Ana~ Thursday, May 9th, 2026, 12:00am-2:00am “Ana?” I opened my eyes to darkness. Ollie prodded me with his paw. I rolled over on the grass. The wet grass. I shot up and felt the rain pelting down on me. “Ana, it’s raining. Bird found home.” I looked across the ditch to see Bird crouching in the rain. “What time is it?” I yawned. Ollie shrugged. “Bird was out earlier and saw home! C’mon!” He grabbed my paw and tugged me towards Bird. “It’s started to thunder.” Bird meowed. “Yeah, I know.” I yawned again. “Where’d the barn go?” As I said this, Bird seemed to remember why he was awake and stretched to get up. “This way!” He called. For a few minutes, we walked in silence except for the sound of the thunder and rain. At last, we saw the shadow of the barn in the distance. I stepped up to the barn and in that same step, that same second, a flash of lightning struck. “ANA!” Screamed a voice. After that, everything was a blur. Red and orange rimmed my vision as the barn caught fire, I ran inside, somehow sure that I wouldn’t be hurt. I yelled for everyone to get out, and something happened. I couldn’t explain it; I still can’t today, but I saw something. A blue cat. Not like the natural blue of a cat’s fur, like a ghostly blue, and it shimmered. She said something, but I can’t remember what. But after that, I ran from the barn to the creek. When I reached the stream, I dove into the cold water, the fiery colours fading from my eyes. I could see the steam rising from my fur as I floated in the creek. It felt... natural. A crashing sound came from the crops in the direction of the barn. “ANA!” Bird’s voice howled. Ugh. I sighed quietly. I didn’t want to deal with him right now. I plunged back into the water without thinking, but I was too late. Bird poked his rusty red paw into the water. I tried to swim away, but his paw brushed my head, giving me away. I surfaced at last, glaring at him. “What do you want?” I asked dryly, still in the water. Bird held my gaze in relief and worry. “Ana, are you okay?” Bird asked, pulling me out of the water. “Yeah, why?” I shook out my pelt, splattering him with water. His green eyes watched me carefully. “You... you were... struck by lightning.” He practically jumped on top of me and hugged me. I felt the warmth of Bird’s fur on my still wet pelt. Was Bird a friend? I couldn’t remember the last time anyone had been that happy to see me. I always felt out of place, but with this new friend, I felt safe. Safe. The word echoed in my mind. Safe. Safe. Safe. I was safe. For now. “What do you mean, struck by lightning?” I pulled away. Bird shifted uncomfortably, as if afraid to say any more. “Well... okay.” He began. “When we got to the barn, it was storming, right?” He reminded me. I nodded. “The lightning, I should have realized how close it was when the thunder started. As soon as you were in front of the barn, as if it was waiting for you, the lightning threw itself onto you, and you caught fire.” Caught fire? The words stuck in my throat, choking me from saying anything as Bird continued. “You ran into the barn, and everything caught fire, and you did something. I didn’t see what, but there was a blue light, and more lightning hit the barn. You got everyone out, and then you ran here, and now... there’s this huge mess at home. We have to get back. Ollie got trapped. No one else can get to him.” The second the words left his mouth, I was running back. The thunder rumbled again, and lightning struck. This time I felt it. The pain as I cried out and fell to the dusty ground. Bird pulled up to my side, not touching me. “Your fur!” He howled. “It’s flaming.” I held my paw to my eyes, and sure enough, it was coated with fire. Bird reached for a nearby stick, and I wished with all my might that it wouldn’t catch fire and hurt him. I felt nothing anymore. Just a numbing, hot flame. The stick touched my fur, and nothing happened. Bird dropped it, as I dropped my caution. He reached his paw onto my fur, and jumped back, hissing under his breath. “Sorry!” I cried. “No, it’s fine,” he sucked in a breath. “You go, I’ll catch up. Ollie’s in trouble.” I nodded and set off again. ~Keep reading in the notes and credits!~ ↓