FlameClan/Roleplay




 * This page provides roleplay for all members of FlameClan.

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Stormstar stretched out, his ears pricked. 01:07, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

With Griffinkit eventually launching off his mother, Falconheart felt an urge to chat with her mentor, so she trotted towards his den. Griffinkit, in wonderance, followed his mother.

 "I hope  you understand.   I want   to understand.   I'm   sorry."   -Peridot, Steven Universe  01:15, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

Larkshade eventually sat his son down with a sigh, Songkit prancing around him in circles and chanting that she had won. "Alright Hawkkit, let's get you cleaned up..." "But daddy, it doesn't look like I'm dirty, momma will never know! I don't wanna be groomed!" 01:16, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

After all of her kits were born, Featherfrost relaxed, but tensed at the thought of her smallest, only female kit dying. ''How could I be so foolish and let my own kit die like that!? 01:18, November 3, 2015 (UTC)''

Griffinkit followed behind his mother as she approached Stormstar's den and called the leader's name inside. "I hope  you understand.   I want   to understand.   I'm   sorry."   -Peridot, Steven Universe  01:27, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

Stormstar blinked his blue eyes in confusion. Was there something wrong? Riding to his paws, the tall Tom padded outside. "Hmm?" 01:31, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

Wolfkit scrambled around his mother's paws, letting out tiny, helpless squeals as he suckled his mother's milk. 01:33, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

Griffinkit hopped in front of his mother, squeaking, "My name's Griffinkit!" Falconheart glared at her son, though gave Stormstar a look of amusement first. "I hope  you understand.   I want   to understand.   I'm   sorry."   -Peridot, Steven Universe  01:37, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

"H-hi!" Wolfkit muffled, jumping over his mother's fur. "I'm Wolfkit! Who are you? Wanna play??" 01:41, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

(how can wolf jump, he was just born.) Griffinkit blinked his intense blue eyes at Stormstar, unaware that he wa staring at his leader. "I hope  you understand.   I want   to understand.   I'm   sorry."   -Peridot, Steven Universe  01:48, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

Stormstar went silent. "If there's something important that I'm needed for, please speak up now." 01:49, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

"At this rate, we might as well just talk about our lives." Falconheart pulled her kit to her side with her tail, the tom squealing in protest. "I hope  you understand.   I want   to understand.   I'm   sorry."   -Peridot, Steven Universe  01:52, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">"Falconheart, I'm no longer an every day warrior, I'm leader, I cannot chat unless it's something dire. That's ask my life consists of anyways." Stormstar responded firmly. Ever since his argument with Blazefire, the leader had been sour. 01:57, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">"I know you're leader, but can't we take a few moments to just talk?" Falconheart held solid determination in her gaze. "I hope  you understand.   I want   to understand.   I'm   sorry."   -Peridot, Steven Universe  02:37, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Stormstar twitched his tail tip. "I have a patrol to attend, make it quick." 03:06, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Griffinkit barked out a question as his mother drew in a breath. "Did you hear about my momma kitting me?" "I hope  you understand.   I want   to understand.   I'm   sorry."   -Peridot, Steven Universe  03:09, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Moss quietly stepped aside as she watched the cats gather around the queen. She was surprised at how the cats reacted to her visit. They didn't respond agressively. Gulping, she flattened her ears once again, awkwardly shuffling her paws. Should she leave?    Ripples       in the shallow       seas       03:13, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">(wait whaaaaaat. Flame, the one that I was making die was the tom, not the she-cat .-.) -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   03:15, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">"Er, yeah." The leader twitched his tail tip in impatience, growing annoyed with the pointless questions. "If that's all, I have a broken sister to tend to before I leave." 03:18, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Shorekit sniffed. "...Waspkit's mean, and I hate it... I don't want to be a part of FlameClan anymore, Coastkit, I can't. I want to find our father..." She sniffed again. "...Copperdusk said he was in ScorchClan..." -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   03:23, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Frowning, Coastkit pressed against her twin. "I...Wherever you go, I go....." 03:26, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Shorekit nodded stiffly. "Shall we...? Okay..." Meanwhile, Alderkit stared round-eyed. They were actually going to find their father? -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   03:27, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Coastkit nodded. "Daddy will protect us, I know he will...!" Turning, the tiny kit wandered out of camp. 03:32, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">(shall we make shore die by a fox or a badger..?) Shorekit followed her twin sister. Meanwhile, Alderkit saw his sisters leave camp - and narrowing his eyes, he followed them. -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   03:36, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">(Badger) Coastkit stumbled along, whimpering swiftly. "...I'm scared!" 03:38, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">(kk, and smoke will save them c:) Shorekit hissed. "Don't be so scared, we're fine!" -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   03:40, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Coastkit shivered from her fear. "B-But something smells stinky!" 03:42, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Shorekit looked unconvinced. "What -" she mewed, but was cut off when she heard a thudding noise. "What was that?" Meanwhile, Alderkit crept up behind his siblings, and picked up the scent. ...Ew, what's that? -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   03:45, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Coastkit flinched, quickly covering away with a whimper as she spotted a flash of black and white. 03:47, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Shorekit saw the flash. "What was that...?" Meanwhile, Smokeash padded along the FlameClan border, when he picked up the scent of badger. Must be in FlameClan territory... -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   03:48, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Coastkit pressed against her twin, her eyes round as she gazed upon the badger, watching it swing a massive claw, the kit diving away. 03:52, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Shorekit dived away but missed, letting out a loud squeal as the badger's claws raked down her side. Smokeash heard the scream, and pricked his ears. "What the...?" He suddenly tracked the scent. -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   03:54, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">"No, Shorekit!" Coastkit wailed, racing back over to her sister. 03:56, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Shorekit scrambled weakly to her paws, scrambling weakly away from the badger, Alderkit tearing out of the bushes he was hiding behind in a panic. Meanwhile, Smokeash sighted the badger, and narrowed his eyes at it. "Hmph." Then he turned his gaze, and saw the three kits huddled nearby... Great StarClan. -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   03:59, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">"There's another monster!" Coastkit whimpered, eyeing the warrior. 04:01, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">"...Are you sure? THat doesn't look like a monster," Alderkit argued, as Smokeash aimed a blow at the badger, sending it reeling. Meanwhile, Shorekit's breathing was getting shallower: the cut that the badger had inflicted on her had been rather nasty, going down from nearly one side of her body to the other, and also being deep. -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   04:04, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">"Are you sure?" She paused, her eyes growing round as her gaze settled in her twin. "S-Shorekit...?" 04:06, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">"See look, it's fighting it off," Alderkit mewed, watching the cat that was (unbeknownst to all of them) his father drive the badger away. Meanwhile, Shorekit shot one desperate look at her sister. "Look over there..." she breathed. "D'you reckon...?" She gasped, running out of breath. -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   04:10, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">"Nooo, don't leave me, we can't be separated, we're twins!" Cypresskit sat beside his father,, purring softly. 04:13, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">"Get away!" Smokeash sent the badger away, before retracing his steps to where the kits that he had seen earlier. There were three of them - one was gray and brown, but the other two - they looked like... Leopardspirit. Shorekit didn't reply to her sister, only blinked. "Look..." -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   04:16, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">"I don't want to look, I wanna be safe, I want all of us to be safe! I . Wanna be home with daddy!" Coastkit cried. Cypresskit rolled onto his back. 04:18, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">The last words broke Smokeash's heart. He had his father through his life, but these kits... Could they be his? Leopardspirit... he thought hazily, as he met gazes with Shorekit: the mink she-cat squeaked very softly in surprise. -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   04:21, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Cosstkit fluffed out her fur. "L-Leave my sister alone, our mommy is already dead, and we're bullied for being half clan!" 04:23, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Pain flashed in Smokeash's eyes. These were his kits, and by what that one had just said... Leopardspirit was dead, his only love was dead. He heaved a long sigh. "...Calm down..." However, he couldn't calm down... he could see his daughter dying in front of him, her closing her eyes for a moment, letting out a soft sigh as she became still. -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   04:26, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Coastkit paused, nudging her still sister. "S ...Shorekit...? You said we'd stay together, come back, we were gonna run away together!" 04:29, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Shorekit didn't move as she was dead. Meanwhile, Alderkit shook slightly, shooting a glance at Coastkit, then at Smokeash. "...Can you save her?" Smokeash sighed, and shook his head. He didn't know what to say to his son... "...No... I'm sorry..." His voice dragged. "...She's dead..." -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   04:32, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Coastkit was silent for the longest time, just starring down at her sister's body. It felt like half of her was missing. "Who're you, Mr?" 04:34, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Smokeash flicked his tail. "Me? I'm Smokeash, a ScorchClan warrior. You're from FlameClan, yes?" -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   04:36, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Falconheart's ears flicked back at what sounded like screaming, though she turned away from her mentor without another word. She felt weird turning away from him, like she didn't want him to think she was upset, but at the same time, being a little hurt by the sour tone in his voice. Griffinkit followed his mother, his thoughts racing. ''Is Mom okay? Maybe I'll get the leader as my mentor. If I do, will he be nice to me? Who did Mom have as a mentor?'' The tomkit turned away from his mother and went back up to Stormstar, bouncing with excitment. "Can I come with you on patrol?" "I hope  you understand.   I want   to understand.   I'm   sorry."   -Peridot, Steven Universe  10:28, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Mintfrost paused for a moment and sat down, wrapping her tail around her body. "Moss," She began calmly, no anger or irritation showing in her voice. "Please come here." 21:11, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Stormstar pricked his ears as the faint cries and wails echoed in his ears, and he immediately leaped down from his den, bounding over to Russetfeather. "Russetfeather, get Larkshade and Infernopaw, we're leaving now!" The leader ordered, the ginger molly recognizing the urgency in his voice. Turning, she raced over to the two toms, nodding to them before taking off after Stormstar.Coastkit blinked slowly, gazing up at the ScorchClan tom with round, sorrowful eyes. "...They said our daddy's name is Smokeash. Yeah, we're from FlameClan, but we aren't welcomed there by the other kits. They're bullies!" 21:18, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Wolfkit squirmed around, batting his paws towards his brother's faces. 21:21, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Falconheart rounded up her kits, sensing the urgency and tension. "Come, kits, aren't you guys hungry?" Griffinkit fought against his mother's blockage, though he said nothing as he got shoved in the nursery with Swankit. "I hope  you understand.   I want   to understand.   I'm   sorry."   -Peridot, Steven Universe  21:37, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Hawkkit tumbled after his father, still a bit muddy, with Songkit hot on his heels. "Daddy, wait for us!" Larkshade glanced over his shoulder before quickly shooting an order at his kits, "both of you, get back to your mother, this is a job for full-grown warriors, not little ones." 21:38, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Falconheart turned from Griffinkit and Swankit, dashing to her other two kits. "Come, you two, that's a job for full warriors, not little kits like you two." She faked a bright look in her eyes. "Besides, I'll tell you guys a cool story!" "I hope  you understand.   I want   to understand.   I'm   sorry."   -Peridot, Steven Universe  21:47, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Violetpaw groomed her fur out while watching kits play.  Is itjust a    g a m e   ?       I d  o  n  '  t k  n  o w...         21:51, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Hawkkit scowled. "Stories are no fun, I wanna go with daddy, that's where the real action is!" Infernopaw raced after Larkshade. 21:53, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Violetpaw rose to her paws and raced up to Phoneixflame. "I forgot I was an apprentice for a sec." she meowed and looked out of camp. "Can we battle train?"  Is itjust a    g a m e   ?       I d  o  n  '  t k  n  o w...         21:57, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Phoenixflame nodded down at his apprentice. "Of course, let's head out now." 21:58, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">"You're too young, and that's final!" With that, Falconheart lightly tapped against her son's back wigh a paw. "And I'm sure you'll like that story, as it's something very special that happened to me." And me, came her brother's voice, tickling her ear. "I hope  you understand.   I want   to understand.   I'm   sorry."   -Peridot, Steven Universe  21:59, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Violetpaw raced out of camp and eagerly waited for Peoenixflame to catch up. 🍁Patch   feather🍁   22:03, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;"><span style="color:rgb(58,58,58);font-weight:normal;">Redclaw sat outside the Warriors Den, wanting some conversation. Meanwhile, Stormfrost sat in the Nursery, purring. "Congratulations," He meowed gently, smiling down at the three kits Featherfrost has just given birth to. "They're beautiful. Just like their father and mother." <span style="color:rgb(58,58,58);font-weight:normal;"> 22:05, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Phoenixflame twitched his whiskers in amusement, tearing after his apprentice. 22:16, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">"So what are we doing today?" Violetpaw asked. 🍁Patch   feather🍁   22:18, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Falconheart nudged her two remaining kits into the hursery, while Griffinkit ran up to Stormfrost. "Who's this? Who are those?" "I hope  you understand.   I want   to understand.   I'm   sorry."   -Peridot, Steven Universe  22:23, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">"We're working on the Duck and Twist." Phoenixflame responded as he slowed his pace. 22:24, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Violetpaw nodded and waited. 🍁Patch   feather🍁   22:25, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Falconheart drew in a breath and began, "See, when I was an apprentice, something really terrible happned." "I hope  you understand.   I want   to understand.   I'm   sorry."   -Peridot, Steven Universe  22:30, November 3, 2015 (UTC) <p style="color:black;">Phoenixflame lowered himself to the ground. "It's a defensive move. Watch," The tom ducked down before twisting, landing on his back and then lurching to his paws. 22:30, November 3, 2015 (UTC) <p style="color:black;">Violetpaw did as he did. "Was that good?" 🍁Patch   feather🍁   22:32, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Moss jumped at the sound of Mintfrost's voice. Her eyes were swept away to the sky and she was carried away. Shaking her head, the tortie turned towards Mintfrost, making quick pawsteps. "Yes? What is it?" She mewed, kindness glowing in her eyes.    Ripples       in the shallow       seas       22:56, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Mintfrost took a deep breath, nervous that her brother, Stormstar, would disapprove of her choice. "I'd like to talk to you," She murmered, lifting her head slowly. "I'd be honered if you want to become my apprentice. You seem to know alot so far, and it'd be a great help to my brother's Clan if I could teach you more than you already know. You've got some talent, I say. But that's up to you." 22:59, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Moss' eyes widened. ''Apprentice? Me...?'' Her ears twitched, she couldn't believe the words. "A-are you sure? I mean, I just came by. I shouldn't have came into your camp without permission..." She wanted to oblige, but her tongue held back. "Okay... I accept the role..." Moss took in a deep breath, her tail-tip flicking. "Though I do not fully know the way of the Clans." She mewed.    Ripples       in the shallow       seas       00:41, November 4, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">"Don't worry," Mintfrost began, placing her tail on Moss's shoulder. "I'll teach you everything you need to know. You'll be a great apprentice, I know it." 01:19, November 4, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Moss dipped her head, her eyes shining with pride. "I will do my best to serve you." She mewed, puffing out her chest. "But first, I must bring my belongings here." Moss added, her whiskers quivering. "I'll be right with you." The tortie mewed before she disappeared from the Camp.    Ripples       in the shallow       seas       01:27, November 4, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Mintfrost nodded, and padded back into her den to begin organizing her herbs. 01:35, November 4, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Moments later, Moss reappeared again, carrying a large amount of leaves and berries. She gently bounced after Mintfrost, dropping the herbs before her. "These are the last of my supply. There are more, but they are beyond your territory. I had to travel far to gather the Nettle berry." The molly added with a reluctant sigh.    Ripples       in the shallow       seas       01:40, November 4, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Mintfrost smiled at the Loner, lifting her head high. "Good job," She murmered, giving her an impressed look. She picked up the berries, and placed them in storage in her den. She strolled back outside, nodding. "You go get some rest. You'll need it for tommorow's first day of training. Meanwhile, I'll stock up on a bit more herbs." She paused for a moment to take a breath. "But are you sure you're reading for this role?" 01:46, November 4, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">"Yes. I'm sure. I've always wanted to be a healer." Moss smiled, sitting down. She plucked some moss off her fur, patting it down into a nest-like shape. She placed some spotted feathers at the bottom of her nest, slowly lowering herself to lay down. Slowly, she drifted off to sleep, a gentle dream fluttering into her mind.    Ripples       in the shallow       seas       01:54, November 4, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Mintfrost nodded, and let out a yawn. ''Thank you, StarClan... ''She thought, purring silently. She curled up into a ball, and wrapped her tail around her body. Slowly drifting off to sleep, she closed her eyes, voices filling her mind... Strange voices... 01:59, November 4, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Moss woke up to a sharp pain in her belly. She sat up against the wall, clenching her teeth. Fresh air... That's what I need... Moss reassured herself, padding out into the forest. The pains in her belly were becoming more abundant, but Moss never seemed to care.    Ripples       in the shallow       seas       02:08, November 4, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Smokeash purred for a moment, glaring down at his kits. "Well then, what are you going to do now? FlameClan won't be happy when they see you've been out of camp, and to see that I've been in your guys' territory." -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   06:51, November 4, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Coastkit held her breath before speaking quietly, "...then take us to our real home, daddy." Infernopaw proudly bounded after Larkshade, while Russetfeather raced alongside Stormstar, their ears pricked. 21:06, November 4, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Featherfrost flicked an ear and purred at the sight of her mate as he entered the Nursery. "Bluestream," She began, smiling. "Are kits.. they're beautiful." She whisked her tail away from them so he could catch a glimpse of them. Her smile growing wider, she let out a groan as Wolfkit batted at her stomach. 21:23, November 4, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Violetpaw got to her paws and waited for her mentor to reply. 🍁Patch   feather🍁   23:39, November 4, 2015 (UTC) <p style="color:black;">Moss groaned with exhaustion as she stumbled back into camp. She had fallen asleep when she walked off into the forest and was drousy. Sniffing the air, she spotted Featherfrost and the Nursery. Smiling, she made her way to the queen, letting out a breath of happiness as she noticed the healthy and plump kits suckling at Featherfrost's belly. "You must be the father," She mewed to Bluestream, giving him a slight nod of congratulaions.    Ripples       in the shallow       seas       23:50, November 4, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">(Ripple, get on kik.. We need to talk about something..) Featherfrost smiled at Moss and purred, gazing back at her mate. "That he is," She meowed, resting her head on her mate's shoulder. "And a wonderful one too." 00:19, November 5, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">"Oh, how wonderful." Moss mewed gently, her voiced laced with delight. "You must be so proud." She added, turning to Bluestream. With those words, her eyes were clouded with a sudden sadness. The calico she-cat let out a sigh, her ears folding. "I had a mate once..." She began, staring down at her white paws. "Though he left me. He didn't care for me any longer from what I could tell." Moss tried not to tear up, her whiskers quivering. "But those kits will grow up to be healthy, strong warriors."    Ripples       in the shallow       seas       00:33, November 5, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Featherfrost's ears drooped. "Aw, I'm sorry to hear that. I'm sure whoever your mate was was a deadbeat anyway. You have alot of talent, and I think you'd be a great mother," Featherfrost purred, resting her tail on Moss's shoulder in comfort. 00:36, November 5, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">(Anyone can RP with me) Brightfern sat in the clearing her bushy tail was wrapped around her paws. The small she-cat's head was down and her eyes were closed. --Bluestar340

<p style="color:black;">"You really think so?" She exclaimed, her eyes widening. I always have wanted kits of my own... Moss thought, blinking at the squirming bundles of fur curled up by Featherfrost.    Ripples       in the shallow       seas       00:57, November 5, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Featherfrost nodded. "Of course! Any good caring mother would make a wonderful mother." She paused for a moment, thinking about Featherwhisp. 01:08, November 5, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Smokeash paused, before nodding. "Come on, my kits, I'll take you to ScorchClan. The gray tom led Coastkit and Alderkit out of FlameClan territory, Shorekit's body in Smokeash's jaws. (continue that in SC) Meanwhile, Bluestream nodded at Moss. "Yes, I am indeed the father." His gaze settled on his kits. -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   04:28, November 5, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Moss yawned and made her way out of the nursery, walking into the Medicine Cat's den. "Hi, Mintfrost." She greeted her mentor, sitting down beside her nest. "I noticed that many of the cats here have special names..." Moss began, her eyes focused on Mintfrost. "Will I get one too?" She quiered, her ears flattening as her whiskers gently twitched,    Ripples       in the shallow       seas       04:47, November 5, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Maplekit was tossing a ball to Fawnkit, the younger, pale brown kit squealing as the ball slipped beneath her paws. Rainkit, who was watching nearby, flattened his ears and backed away nearby, his rain-blue eyes emotionless. ''That was loud.... ugh. I hate loud noises. I hate all this confusion.'' Rainkit didn't know what to think of himself... but around camp, he felt like an outsider... He wondered why. -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   05:51, November 5, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Mintfrost stretched out onto her nest and dipped her head with greetings. "Oh, hello, Moss. Yes, every cat here has a 'special name'. You too will get one later. I still have to talk to my brother about the renaming ceremony." 13:12, November 5, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Sunsetflare sat outside the elders' den, silent greif in his gaze. "I hope  you understand.   I want   to understand.   I'm   sorry."   -Peridot, Steven Universe  15:11, November 5, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Moss nodded, her tail-tip flicking with intense interest. "So, I don't get to choose my new name, right?" She quiered, taking in a worried breath.    Ripple.of.mc     |     Talk       23:29, November 5, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Mintfrost sighed and sat down, scooting closer to her apprentice and wrapping her tail around her. "Unfortantly not," She meowed, her whiskers twitching blandly. 23:33, November 5, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Moss blinked, leaning in closer to Mintfrost. "Mintfrost..." She began, her voice lowered to a quiet whisper. "Have you ever wanted.... k-kits?" Moss's eyes widened nervously, and her fur slightly spiked upward.    Ripple.of.mc     |     Talk       23:39, November 5, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Mintfrost flattened her ears, her gaze shifting away from the calico she-cat. "Err.. I try not to focus on a love-life to much," She replied. "..But it'd be nice.." 23:46, November 5, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">"Why not?" She asked, slumping into her nest with a tired sigh. "I mean, wouldn't it be a nice to have a mate? Someone who looks over you, and protects you." ''And loves you... ''Moss's eyes flashed slightly with sadness, her head lowering onto her paws.    Ripple.of.mc     |     Talk       23:50, November 5, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Mintfrost closed her eyes, shuffling her paws. "My old mentor, Mintfrost jumped off of a cliff because she was obsessed over Hiddenshade/Hiddenstar. Because he didn't love her back.. well.." Her voice trailed off into the darkness. "Yeah..." 23:54, November 5, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Moss gasped. "She did?" The calico tried to shake away the gruesome thought. "Well, not all love must end like that." She continued, her voice slightly shaky. ''I didn't jump off a cliff when my mate left me... ''   Ripple.of.mc     |     Talk       23:59, November 5, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Mintfrost shifted away, feeling uncomfortable about all the talk of 'mates'. "I'm just not one for love," Mintfrost replied shakily, her tail drooping. "It's not really something worth risking.." 00:14, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">"Oh, well to you, it's probably not." Moss concluded, looking away from her mentor. "Now, when do we start training?" She asked, obviously trying to change the subject.    Ripple.of.mc     |     Talk       00:38, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Mintfrost flicked her tail-tip in annoyance. ''She was the one who brought it up.. ''"Later on. I'm going to talk to Stormstar about your renaming ceremony, and then we can begin." 00:52, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">(we could do the renaming ceremony with all these warrior ceremonies that need doing, they're ready to get their names) Snowpaw bounded around camp excitedly as he waited for his warrior ceremony. -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   03:27, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Sunpaw rushed over to Covepaw excitedly. "Do you know what today is?" she asked. C l o u d f l i g h t and  S u n p a w  15:38, November 6, 2015 (UTC) <p style="color:black;">Palekit purred with delight as Griffinkit chased her. Her heart raced with the playful adrenaline as she viewed her friend as an enemy. The older kit squealed, grabbed a pawful of moss off of her foster mother's nest, and flung it at Griffinkit. Her vision suddenly spiraled as her throat contricted. Griffinkit'sf face along with the moss burned into her mind as she staggered forwards, chest squeezing the breath out of her. But within moments it was gone and she was back to normal. Still slightly worried, Palekit looked around, wondering where her siblings were. G r y f f i n d o r  17:56, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Darkspirit waked into camp with a hare in his jaws. His tail tip twicthing excitedly. He'd been so happy since he'd became a warrior that he was even thinkning of getting to know a molly. Sadly, Darkspirit was more of a player.—   Ryewhisker   18:14, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Griffinkit paused. "You okay?" "I hope  you understand.   I want   to understand.   I'm   sorry."   -Peridot, Steven Universe  19:05, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Palekit blinked away the last black spots in her vision. She turned her sparkling amber gaze on Griffinkit. " Yeah, I'm fine. I wonder where my siblings are. But anyways, I want to talk about being an apprentice." She flopped down onto her rump. " I want Stormstar and Hiddenshade- my daddy- and Falconheart to be my mentor," she announced, adding the last bit out to be polite to Griffinkit. G r y f f i n d o r  19:11, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">"Really?!?" Griffinkit hopped a Little. "I want Hiddenshade and Stormstar! And Sunsetflare and Copperdusk, they're all really cool!!" "I hope  you understand.   I want   to understand.   I'm   sorry."   -Peridot, Steven Universe  19:18, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">"Oooh, apprenticeship?" Maplekit heard Griffinkit and Palekit, and trotted over, Fawnkit hopping behind the older she-kit, wondering what was going on. "Everyone wants all the good cats, but I don't think so, I'll see. I only have two more moons to wait." Meanwhile, Rainkit watched the other kits, feeling a little lonely. -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   19:34, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Palekit bounced upright and then sat down again. More cats to talk to! This was the best! Palekit turned her head to face Maplekit, eyes widening. " Lucky, I've got almost... three moons. I really hope my mentor will be a good fighter, I want to learn how to be good too!" She saw Rainkit watching and pricked her ears, trotting forwards to him. She hated seeing lonely cats. G r y f f i n d o r  19:45, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Rainkit lifted his head as he heard Palekit coming towards him, and then he dropped his gaze, looking at his paws. "Umm... hi." -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   19:48, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">The kit was obviously very shy. Palekit stepped backwards a bit, not wanting to intimidate him, as her height was greater and she was older. Her eyes were warm and friendly and her tone soft as she spoke with Rainkit. " Do you know who you want to have as mentor?" G r y f f i n d o r  19:51, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Rainkit paused, still not meeting Palekit's gaze, before shrugging. "I don't know..." -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   19:53, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Palekit sat down a few whisker-lengths away, nodding slowly at this statement. " I guess you don't, I mean, you're not going to be apprenticed for a while." G r y f f i n d o r  19:59, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Rainkit nodded. "Yeah." He wasn't particularly interested in his conversation. He didn't know what Palekit felt about this whole matter, however - the facial expression on her face was unrecognisable (>:D). -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   20:07, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Palekit realized that Rainkit wasn't going to open up right this instant. She wasn't hurt or annoyed, she simply understood. The older kit needed some way to assure him she wasn't stomping away in a fit, and she didn't think he would like physical contact. So she purred and said: "Nice talking to you. Maybe you can come play with us sometime!" Before walking away. G r y f f i n d o r  20:16, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">(she got that bit about physical contact right for sure) Rainkit mewed: "Bye," as Palekit moved away again, thankful that the she-cat hadn't... rejected him for some reason. He was always an outsider when he talked to other cats... and Rainkit could never figure out why. -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   20:19, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Stormstar returned to camp with Russetfeather at his side, and Larkshade and Infernopaw taking up the rear. The leader dropped his head, shaking it slowly. "...We were too late, too late...They killed them, at least one of them...Shorekit, Coastkit, and Alderkit are gone." Russetfeather gently touched her nose to her best friend's cheek.

<p style="color:black;">"C'mon Stormstar, we'll look more later, they've got to be out there somewhere. Let's finish those ceremonies you were talking about." Nodding slowly, Stormstar leaped onto the Lava Rock, summoning his clan with a powerful yowl. He watched the excited and wriggling apprentices gather, twitching his long whiskers in amusement.

<p style="color:black;">"I, Stormstar, leader of FlameClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on these apprentices. They have trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend them to you as a warriors in their turn. Snowpaw, Stormpaw, Dawnpaw, Covepaw, Sunpaw, and Foxpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your life?"

<p style="color:black;">"I do!"

<p style="color:black;">"Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior names. Snowpaw, from this moment you will be known as Snowdrift.  Stormpaw, from this moment you will be known as Stormheart.    Dawnpaw, from this moment you will be known as Dawnlight.  Covepaw, from this moment you will be known as Covesplash.  Sunpaw, from this moment you will be known as Sunflower.  Foxpaw, from this moment you will be known as Foxflame." 21:39, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Snowdrift smiled at his warrior name was called, before going to find Covesplash. Bluestream and Frozenstream watched their apprentices become warriors: while Silverfeather purred at her younger siblings. -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   22:14, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Covesplash trucked over to Snowdrift, skidding to a halt before nearly trampling him. "Oh my gosh Snowdrift, we're warriors, we're warriors at last!!" 22:22, November 6, 2015 (UTC) <p style="color:black;">

<p style="color:black;"> Palekit peered out of the nursery to watch the ceremony. She almost turned to remark something to her sisters when she remembered they were gone. Worry began pricking at her, more than before. She padded forwards to her father and pressed her face in his fur. " Where are my littermates?" G r y f f i n d o r  22:23, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Snowdrift bounced on his paws excitedly. "Yeah, it's great!" Meanwhile, Copperdusk watched Palekit in confusion. ''She didn't hear when I told the other three? I thought she did...'' -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   22:26, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">Covesplash let out a warm purr. "Before we sit our vigil, we totally have to go on our very first hunt as warriors!" Cypresskit glanced up at his mother. "Momma? Where did our foster littermates go?" Hawkkit snorted at Cypresskit, clearly trying to start something. 22:28, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="color:black;">"Yeah!" Snowdrift agreed, his tail flicking. (covedrift/snowsplash <3) Meanwhile, Copperdusk shrugged. "I don't know, Cypresskit," she mewed quietly. "I'll ask Stormstar if he has any idea, hey, my little warrior?" -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   22:31, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

Palekit shot a confused glance at the toms she had always called her brothers. Copperdusk's confused look, her littermates random mention of foster, were making dread prick her paws. She didn't want to believe anything bad of them. " Momma? They're just poking fun, right?" G r y f f i n d o r  22:33, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

(shipshipshipship) "Wanna go now?" The energetic black smoke she-cat asked with a beaming grin, bouncing on her paws slightly. Cypresskit pricked his ears before bouncing. "Yeah, let's go ask uncle Stormstar, he knows where everything is, even his hidden stash of his favorite snacks!" 22:33, November 6, 2015 (UTC)<span style="color:rgb(58,58,58);"> <span style="color:rgb(58,58,58);">

(omg Cypress <3) Copperdusk blinked at Cypresskit. "We'll go in a minute," she told her kit, before turning to her remaining foster daughter. She didn't want to lie about it, but... "...No, they're not just poking fun at you, Palekit..." -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   22:39, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

Violetpaw looked around. "Can we go hunting?" she asked her mentor. 🍁Patch   feather🍁   22:40, November 6, 2015 (UTC)

Palekit began to tremble slightly: in shock, in fear, in disbelief. Her guiless amber eyes met Copperdusk's as slowly the meaning of what had been said settled into her. Spots covered her vision as her throat constricted slightly again, but only for a moment. " That's not... possbile." G r y f f i n d o r  22:41, November 6, 2015 (UTC)