I'm going to bring my books to Scratch, chapter by chapter! :D Echo was in a clearing, oak trees all around her. She recognized this place as the Forest of Dreams, where she gathers other horses in their dreams. Echo saw Littlecloud trotting up to her. “Your herd’s horses are in danger,” he murmured, resting his muzzle on Echo’s head. “It is your duty to warn them.” Suddenly, she was back in the clouds, standing beside Arch and Unknown. “We’ve got a problem,” she muttered, looking up. “Prophecy, I need your help for this…” Echo’s voice trailed off. She knew she was probably talking to herself, but she thought it might be useful, too. She spotted a flicker of movement up in the sky, and saw Prophecy. Echo knew Prophecy’s arrival was just by coincidence, but she felt proud anyways. “Prophecy!” she called. “I need to tell you something!” Prophecy started gliding down, and as she landed, Echo told her older sister everything. “…and so I need you to look into the future to see what we’re up against,” she finished. Prophecy nodded, disappearing into the future. She came back almost instantly, a worried look on her face. “Wind will pick up,” she reported reluctantly. “The swirling breeze will”— Prophecy paused to gulp—“make a tornado.” Echo glanced at her sister, a concerned expression on her face. “How… how strong?” asked Echo in a murmur. Prophecy looked up at the sky. “Lets just say our cloudplaces might live. Maybe.” Echo nodded. If a tornado was coming, they needed to be ready. “Time, date, time-length?” asked Echo. Prophecy’s eyes clouded. “Midnight, two months… lasts a half-hour.” Echo let out a gasp. If a tornado was going to rip through the clouds, they needed tornado shelters! “F-1, probably,” continued Prophecy. “Where Flame lives, the tornado will ignore. Where we live… it’s core will be using that place as a hang-out for almost the whole time it exists.” Echo almost fainted. Unknown leaped forward, his ears lowered. “I’ll get Newfu to write it down. Prophecy, you work on the tornado shelters. Echo, you go help rebuild the damages the earthquake caused. Before I get Newfu, I’ll make sure Aqua gets a foal-sitter. Prophecy, after you finish the tornado shelters, please, please, please make tornado warnings!” [[Later]] Echo slapped a board to Buillder, the cloudplace builder, who hammered it in with the cloudplace. Imagine poked her head out of a pile of nails, spat out a bent nail, and popped back in. “No good,” murmured Vision. Echo turned around to see him trying to bend a plastic bottle back into place. Echo leaned down to help, then looked back up. “It’s cracked,” she chuckled. [[Meanwhile, Prophecy’s view]] Prophecy poked a wire with her horn, putting it into place. She screwed in a screw, put a metal plate on the outside, hammered the plate in, and sighed. She finished a tornado warning. She tested it by making the wind pick up, only where she was, and the sirens made a loud wreeeeeeeeeewwwrrrrr until Prophecy stopped the wind. “Test!” she called out, making sure every horse knew they were safe. Suddenly, with a flash of black and white, Free charged forth, left a dent in the tornado warning, and ran off. “Hey!” exclaimed Prophecy.
