The Eye of the Storm[event thread]

She was cold and she was wet, not a good combination and it made Canta irritable. The girl huddled in her den, almost too afraid to step outside. Then she heard it. Her mother was calling them together, just barely audible over the howling wind. Gritting her teeth the young Destruction plunged out into the outside world. Driving rain seemed to seep straight into her bones, the wind lashing at her fur. Canta ducked her head doing her best to shield her eyes as she frantically searched for her mother. Finally she saw the bright white form, a beacon in the swirling grey world of the storm.
?Mother?? She shouted, trying to be heard above the wind. Her voice carried all the unspoken questions. Are you alright? Is my sister? The girl turned to gaze out across the grey expanse looking for the others. They would need to move soon!