OOC Link Color Claims First Post Sign-Ups & OOC Accepted Character Color ClaimsDragonGrayish BlueUlric #822a2aKarmaMagentaAidenOliveKeonaMedium GraySelkieRoyal BlueAlejandroDark RedAdiraLimeYenniPurpleBlakeTeal A Storm on the Horizon April 22, 2138 - 0517 A mere five hours after the Risen had once more become a force to be reckoned with, the Tiger clan finally began to descend from the trees, wary eyes remaining on the seemingly harmless shamblers who are left after the chaos of the day prior. A wail can be heard upon the ground as a storm brews in the distance. The air is cold - almost frigid, and the snowy white tigress who was the source sat beside what was left of her mate, whose blue fur was torn from pieces of flesh. This cry hadn't begun until just after midnight, after the Risen should have already returned to their normal state. Its sorrow filled the air around the clan as they came to greet her slowly, some remaining in their beast forms while others took on the flesh of the human. This wasn't the first abnormality that the Chroi Chang had noticed about the happenings of everyone around her. The Risen were slowly beginning to become more like the deadly creatures the Jungle Cats fought off every day. Changelings who had already made the Change would die suddenly, and no amount of healing could stop whatever progressed through their bodies. Some would even become horrible monstrosities, like a Changeling version of the Risen. Clans throughout North America were on their toes, and many reports spoke of subtle activity over by where D.C. had once thrived as the capital of the United States. Such things were disturbing, and Dragon knew that this was not something that could be ignored any longer. "Keep your eyes open, and be ready to fight the shamblers...who knows what will happen if we become complacent." She stepped forward then, looking over towards her Omega with a sad smile and motioning towards the still yowling female. Ryciro stepped forward, still in his beast form, and chuffed lightly towards the female. His soothing nature washed over the group, intensified on the female, especially. The Tiger Chang also brought forth her own Omega as well as her healer. All was focused on her, in hopes of easing her agony. Tension remained high as the Betas and Guardians kept a lookout towards anything out of the ordinary. Even the smaller cats were on edge, ready to pounce at any second. It was a rarity to lose a Changeling so embedded within the clan, and the effects of such a loss were felt all around. As the Chroi Chang stood watch over the clan, she let her Changeling power reach out across the other clans. Many more felt loss and pain this morning, and more still wanted answers as to why. Never had such devastation happened within Changeling Society - not even so many had been lost at one time to the Change. So many dead, others ill or injured beyond repair. It was as though they had become as fragile as humans. Some stuck out to Dragon, though. Some who remained strong despite all that happened around them. Some who wanted to face whatever was going on and make things better for their people. Instinct told her to face this with the strongest, and that was what she intended to do. She gave a bow of the head to the group she stood before, taking her leave towards the great tree who had bestowed her with her power to begin with, her trusted Beta and Omega at her side to keep her safe and calm. It was at the base of this massive tree that she gave the call to those selected few. Knowing that Alphas were going to be ripped away from their clans at the hardest of times, she called them to her. For they had a greater purpose for her. Precious leaders, protectors, healers, and even those born with the potential to be such. Yet they all had a purpose to fulfill - one that could not be ignored. So, she called...and when she did, she waited for their arrival. Make haste, she thought to herself, for the storm brews on the horizon, and we must find what makes it so deadly.