ScorchClan/Roleplay/Archive 19

Following the ceremony, Alderstar sat to the side of his den. Scorchflame was out of camp, hunting near the Loner and Rogues border. -- 18:06, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

(do you want quartz to kill sedge/eagle?) Aspenfern shifted to an uneasy slumber, her dreams lined with memories..."Aspie!" -- Cyclonefrost, meanwhile, was following rogue scent. 18:58, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

(yes, quartz can kill eagle. i'm thinking of making sedge drown... like his brother, hahaha.) Leafkit looked for her father... she sighted him poking into the nursery. Hm. -- 21:38, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

(oh right, she's still here) Ashbreeze slowly woke in the nursery, groaning to herself as she rolled over. She had no idea how her mother had done this, and twice. 21:46, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

Scenting a squirrel, Scorchflame went in the direction of the smell. After having a debate with Storkkit about how awesome being an apprentice would be, Heronkit stormed off boredly, looking for something to do. -- 21:49, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

Ashbreeze trudged out of the nursery, rapidly blinking her eyes to adjust to the bright light as she exited. She was hungry...it felt like she was starving, darn those kits. 21:52, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

Seeing his mate exit from the nursery, Alderstar padded over to her. "Hey, Ashbreeze... did you sleep well?" -- 21:53, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

The queen gave a lazy stretch, followed by a short yawn. "Yes, surprisingly well, actually...day going well for you?" 21:56, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

Alderstar nodded. "That's good." He then paused, thinking about the question that Ashbreeze had asked him. "Yeah, the day's going well... nothing much happening, but nothing that's been bad." -- 21:58, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

"Good, good...nobody likes problems." Ashbreeze raised her hind leg, scratching at her ear for a few moments before glancing back up at Alderstar. "I only have to deal with stomach aches and annoying vole cravings." 22:04, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

"Any aches are no fun," Alderstar mewed. He was no she-cat, obviously, but he knew that aches were always quite irritating. "Vole cravings, huh? Are you hungry?" -- 22:06, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

"Starving," the queen grunted, letting out a small sigh. "I never knew I'd end up getting so hungry all the time, I'll have to hunt after my breakfast." 22:07, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

"If you want to hunt, have some food from the fresh-kill pile first, we have plenty," Alderstar offered. "I wouldn't mind going for a hunt myself, actually... if you want some company, I could come with you." -- 22:11, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

"Yeah, but I'd still feel bad for gobbling down all of your prey, so I want to replenish it a bit by going hunting." Ashbreeze responded with a small frown, before smiling moments later. "I'd be happy to have you tag along." 22:13, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

Alderstar smiled and nodded. "Okay, then. After you've eaten, we'll go." -- 22:15, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

Nodding as well, Ashbreeze trotted over to the fresh kill pile, searching for a vole...only to find none. Rats! She'd just eat something else...squirrel seemed satisfying. Plucking it from the fresh kill pile, the silver queen settled down to enjoy her meal. 22:17, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

Looking satisfied, Alderstar sat down near Ashbreeze, quickly grooming his tabby fur. -- 22:19, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

Ashbreeze finished up her meal before burying the bones, stomach finally full. "Alright, ready to go?" 22:21, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

Alderstar nodded, and rose back to his paws. "Yeah, let's go." He padded over to the camp entrance, waiting for Ashbreeze to join him. -- 22:23, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

Ashbreeze jumped up to her paws, trotting after the leader. She could feel her slowly swelling belly sway with her body now...it was kinda gross. 22:26, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

"I promise we won't bump into any foxes this time," Alderstar mewed, slowing his pace slightly so that Ashbreeze could keep up to him. To himself, he added, That wasn't fun. -- 22:29, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

"Please." Ashbreezed mumbled under her breath. "I've no interest in another adventure like that 'til these kits are out of my belly...I look and feel like an overfed kittypet." 22:35, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

"...Yeah," Alderstar mewed uneasily, looking at Ashbreeze. He was still getting used to the idea that she was having his kits. "That'd be problematic. Anyways, let's hunt here, this seems like a good place." -- 22:37, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

"Good idea," she responded before going silent. Hey, what if she went swimming? Could she float? Shaking her head, Ashbreeze pushed the thought out of her head before stalking off. 22:38, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

Cyclonefrost, having lost his target, suddenly felt extreme pain. Screaming, the tom tried to claw his attacker, but he was unsuccessful...his neck slashed open, the warrior slowly bled to death. -- Aspenfern's eyes flew open for only a moment. "You have a thousand reasons to run." 22:52, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

Alderstar, meanwhile, tasted the air - scenting a vole, he stalked in its direction. -- 01:17, October 30, 2016 (UTC)

Her dreams having become blurred, Aspenfern woke up with a start. Her last memory was of someone...someone who she couldn't remember well, but recalled that he was a tom, and his eyes were amber. (heheh) 22:45, November 1, 2016 (UTC)

Bloomfur and Featherflight (i forgot her name, i think it's featherflight..) ripped up new moss outside of camp for bedding. 23:26, November 1, 2016 (UTC)

After creeping close to the vole, Alderstar pounced. Storkkit, meanwhile, sidled off from her mother to hang behind the nursery alone. One behind there, the black-and-white cat drifted into her own thoughts. Why is Heronkit so annoying? -- 07:39, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Although awkward due to her swollen belly (which she wasn't used to just yet), Ashbreeze moved slowly and smoothly, a professional hunter at best. She snaked around trees, tasting the air for prey and finding herself pleased to detect the faint scent trail of a young rabbit. 20:23, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

The vole got caught between Alderstar's unsheathed claws, and quickly the tabby leader gave the animal the killing bite, making it fall limp. Feeling satisfied, Alderstar paused for a moment - limp prey on the ground - before picking it up and looking for a place to bury it. -- 03:24, November 3, 2016 (UTC)

Unsatisfied with the lack of action in the camp, Albatrosskit wondered if he could prank Storkkit. 01:18, November 4, 2016 (UTC)

(xDD) Heronkit spotted Albatrosskit nearby, and the younger tom padded over to the older cat. "Psst, what're you doing?" (he and morning need to become apprentices... i'll do it when alder and ash return from their hunting trip.) -- 02:30, November 4, 2016 (UTC)

The chocolate tom shrugged. "I hate the lack of action in the camp - I was thinking about pranking your sister." 07:02, November 4, 2016 (UTC)

"Oooooh," Heromkit mewed, looking in the direction where he knew Storkkit was. "She'd hate you for it, but... why not? Prank her and let's see how it goes." -- 07:42, November 4, 2016 (UTC)

"What should we do?" The older tomkit though for a minute. "Put something in her food? Act like one of us is sick? Flick some pebbles at her with our tails? Scare her by acting like we're dead?" 23:21, November 4, 2016 (UTC)

Heronkt smirked. "Hmm... let's flick some pebbles at her." -- 05:19, November 5, 2016 (UTC)

"Sure." Albatrosskit nodded and crept slowly in Storkkit's direction, letting his tail drag against the ground and kick up dust as he unearthed the pebbles. 09:50, November 5, 2016 (UTC)

Heronkit followed the older kit, imitating him. Storkkit's ears pricked as she heard some cat approach her. What the...? She turned her head around, just as a pebble that Albatrosskit had aimed at her flew in that direction... and as a result, hitting her in the face. -- 18:53, November 5, 2016 (UTC)

Albatrosskit felt a twinge of regret - however, as being the oldest and the most rebel-like, he kept his eyes neutral, but he wore a small smirk on his face. Plopping himself on the ground, he lashed his tail. 18:58, November 5, 2016 (UTC)

Heronkit smirked. Well, that worked! Storkkit was angry. Lashing her tail, she padded off, silently cursing her brother and Albatrosskit in her mind. -- 21:32, November 5, 2016 (UTC)

Sapphirekit huddled in her nest, eyes half open. She refused to leave it. Pebblewish lie nearby. She was worried about her daughter. Was she ill? Or was she just shy of the other kits? "Ugh, come on! You've done nothing but lie there since you opened your eyes! Have you even walked yet?" Pyrekit complaned to his sister, who didn't seem to notice. 23:41, November 5, 2016 (UTC)

Glancing at Heronkit and grinning, Albatrosskit let his smirk grow. --- Meanwhile, Aspenfern felt better, but she was still troubled by her dreams. Sighing, she caught sight of Storkkit, and wondered why the kit looked so angry. 01:24, November 6, 2016 (UTC)

Sapphirekit didn't reply, instead simply ignored her brother, looking quite happy about nothing. Pyrekit started huffing. "I'm not allowed out of the nursery unless you get your butt moving!" he mewed, trying to shove her, then getting too tired and giving up. 02:52, November 6, 2016 (UTC)

Minkclaw headed into ScorchClan's camp, her blue eyes bright The calico molly had been messing with Commaflower once more along with her sister Spiderheart. (Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 03:09, November 6, 2016 (UTC)

Heronkit continued to smirk. Leafkit annoyed Sedgefrost because she was bored. -- 03:14, November 6, 2016 (UTC)

Sandtail groomed his sandy colored tail. He had been getting the feeling he had a little crush on Minkclaw... maybe he could go hunting with her sometime?

Pebblewish gave Pyrekit a nudge. "Don't push her too hard," she said, sternly. Sapphirekit payed no attention yet to her family, staring at dust which shimmered in the light that seeped into the den, it looked amazing. 03:20, November 6, 2016 (UTC)

Albatrosskit chuckled. "Pranks for joining me." 03:21, November 6, 2016 (UTC)

Heronkit snorted at Albatrosskit's joke. "You're welcome." -- 03:23, November 6, 2016 (UTC)

Sapphirekit's day dreams were shattered when a back and white striped head popped in through the nursery entrance, disturbing the dust and sending it fluttering elsewhere. She remembered this toms scent, she reaziled. Yet she had never seen him, but when he spoke, she knew his voice as well. "Her eyes are open," he remarked to her silver mother. This struck Sapphirekit very suddenly. Oh yeah! She had been blind not long ago! Well, her eyes were closed at least...

"Her name is Sapphirekit, for her pretty blues," purred Pebblewish. Sapphirekit stared at them, awestruck. What is 'blue'? 03:36, November 6, 2016 (UTC)

(been at the farm all day) Morningkit rolled a pebble with a paw, keeping to herself. Ashbreeze caugth another piece of prey before quickly becoming tired. 03:37, November 6, 2016 (UTC)

Commaflower stalked out of her den looking furious. Minkclaw and SPiderheart had been at it once again. "You two!" She snapped stomping towards them. Minkclaw's blue eyes widened innocently. "What? We haven't done a thing." She said innocently. Spiderheart snickered, the black molly stood up sensing Commaflower's irritation and anger. "Uh-oh." She whispered glancing up. (Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 05:56, November 6, 2016 (UTC)

Alderstar caught another piece of prey as well before digging up his vole and rejoining Ashbreeze. "How's the hunting going?" -- 07:46, November 6, 2016 (UTC)

"Good, good...." Ashbreeze let out a small sigh. "But I'm just about ready to head back. How 'bout you?" Morningkit decided that she'd go off to explore camp. 23:31, November 6, 2016 (UTC)

Alderstar stretched. "I could stay out for longer, but... if you're ready to head back to camp, we'll do that." (fyi i'll do morning and albatross' apprentice ceremonies tomorrow with the sedgeflower spawn) -- 23:45, November 6, 2016 (UTC)

(that's fine) Ashbreeze nodded slowly. "Yeah, if you wouldn't mind...carrying kits is more exhausting than I thought it would be." 23:48, November 6, 2016 (UTC)

(good c:) Alderstar nodded. "Okay, let's go then." Picking up his prey, the gray-and-brown leader started to pad back slowly with Ashbreeze. -- 00:14, November 7, 2016 (UTC)

Riversplash sat in camp, wondering what he should do. 02:37, November 7, 2016 (UTC)

"I'm worried she's sick," Pebblewish suddenly told her brother in a hushed tone. He blinked in surprise at her, then glanced at Sapphirekit, then back to his silver sister. "She's lying around? I don't think there's anything to worry about... All kits bloom at their own time," he pointed out. Pebblwish nodded. She must be being over anxious... this was her first litter... but shouldn't her kit be more... full of life, anxious to get in trouble? 03:55, November 7, 2016 (UTC)

(skipping 'head to this ceremony~) After Alderstar and Ashbreeze returned from their hunting trip, Alderstar called a Clan meeting, having to give four kits their apprentice names. "Cats of ScorchClan, today I will name four new apprentices. Leafkit, Birchkit, Morningkit, and Albatrosskit have reached the ace of six moons, and it is time for them to become apprentices." He flicked his tail for the young cats to come foreard, in which they did so eagerly.

"From this moment," Alderstar continued, after they sat at the Meetingwhatever's foot, "you shall be known as Leafpaw, Birchpaw, Morningpaw, and Albatrosspaw. Your mentors, in that order, will be Orchidsnow, Miststorm, Brambleheart, and Sedgefrost. I ask that these warriors train you well, and that you may become the best warriors that you can be." At this, the ScorchClan cats broke into cheers. Sedgefrost padded forward and touched his nose to Albatrosspaw's, while Leafpaw bounded up to Orchidsnow eagerly to touch noses with her new mentor. -- 18:12, November 8, 2016 (UTC)

Birchpaw purred happily before walking forward with as much energy as Leafpaw had. The white apprentice briskly touched noses with his mentor.

Orchidsnow smiled down at Leafpaw, the lonely tom had been needing something to do. Maybe he could form a good relationship with this apprentice. (Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 21:03, November 10, 2016 (UTC)

After the ceremony had been performed, Alderstar dismissed the meeting and leapt down from the Meetingwhatever. Leafpaw jumped eagerly around Orchidsnow. "What're we going to do first??" -- 21:37, November 10, 2016 (UTC)

Nervously, little Morningpaw stepped forward to touch her nose to her mentor's. Oh dear, what was she to do...? She'd embarrass herself for sure! The tiny apprentice was always a poor hunter, and even worse at battling. Would her mentor hate her? Ashbreeze slumped back down in the nursery. Was it normal to be this exhuasted, all the time? Maybe she just had a big litter or something... 00:06, November 11, 2016 (UTC)

Lavaspark purred with pride as her kits were made apprentices. It seemed like they were born just yesterday! If only Grayfrost could see them now... Were her FlameClan kits apprentices yet? 00:39, November 11, 2016 (UTC)

Brambleheart wrapped her tail around her paws, hoping Alderstar had made the right choice. "I'll do my best, Morningpaw." 02:41, November 11, 2016 (UTC)

Heronkit stomped off to the nursery after the ceremony. In three more moons, he'd show ScorchClan that he'd be the best apprentice that they would ever see. Three more moons, then I can show Albatrosspaw how cool I am! Storkkit stayed with her mother. -- 03:48, November 11, 2016 (UTC)

"O-Ok." Really, to Morningpaw, it didn't matter how hard Brambleheart tried with her. If Morningpaw wasn't good at being a warrior....then that was just her fate, right? 19:13, November 12, 2016 (UTC)

Albatrosspaw waltzed up to Heronkit. "Hahaha, can't square up to me now. I'm always gonna be higher!" 00:05, November 13, 2016 (UTC)

"Whatever, I'll catch up to you!" Heronkit mewed, glaring up at the apprentice. Tired, Alderstar went into his den. -- 00:52, November 13, 2016 (UTC)

"Hah, not now! I'll always be higher!" The apprentice chuckled. -- Aspenfern had kept a careful eye on the camp, but she'd grown tired of it and laid herself across her post, allowing the sun to warm her fur. 18:20, November 13, 2016 (UTC)

"Hah, whatever! I'll be the Clan deputy before you some day," Heronkit retorted. (so ambitious you are) Eaglesoar sidled out of camp to hunt. -- 19:18, November 13, 2016 (UTC)

Orchidsnow turned just as Commaflower strode into camp looking confident as always. She had grown to like Ashbreeze and thought she'd pay the queen a visit. "Ashbreeze," the tortoiseshell-and-white molly greeted the silvery-gray queen. Commeflower had brought several herbs just in case as well.

Minkclaw and Spiderheart sat in silence as they thought. (Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 16:53, November 14, 2016 (UTC)

At last, Pyrekit got Sapphirekit to get out of the nursery. She looked at the whole camp with blank eyes. It was cool but... eh. 18:09, November 16, 2016 (UTC)

Ashbreeze looked up drowsily, preparing to take a nice long nap before she returned home to her Clan to finally break the news to her parents...it'd be tough. "...hm...?" Panthershade sat beside Windstorm, who babbled on about that she-cat he had saved. Morningpaw paced about in the apprentice's den in a worried manner. 22:33, November 16, 2016 (UTC)

"Come on!" said Pyrekit, excitedly waving his tail. Sapphirekit stared at him. "Come where?" she asked, baffled. He glared at her. "Let's explore camp!" he huffed, looking rather annoyed. "We can see the whole thing right now," Sapphirekit meowed, flatly. Bloomfur followed Featherflight around as she did her duties, telling her all about Windstorm. "Shouldn't you be like... on a patrol or something?" Featherflight asked, glaring at the brown and white warrior. 22:38, November 16, 2016 (UTC)

Commaflower smiled at the queen, she had grown to favor her quite a bit and had grown nervous when she had said something about going back to her Clan while expecting. "I've just come to make sure your feeling okay? Alderstar and I we're just really worried in you traveling to FlameClan alone. I insist you take someone with you to meet with someone from the Clan." She said to Ashbreeze.

Minkclaw huffed, bored already from her warrior duties. "How about we go see if someone wants to leave and explore?" She suggested. Spiderheart jumped up. "Bring Sand - er whatever his name is." Minkclaw laughed slightly. Before turning to go find Sandtail. 04:01, November 21, 2016 (UTC)

Sniffing, Ashbreeze pinned her ears. "Are you trying to say that I cannot trust my own birth Clan? I'm not very far along in my pregnancy, I can easily travel by myself, as I had done a few days ago without a single issue." Panthershade groaned in annoyance at his brother's constant talking. "For StarClan's sake, Windstorm, you've already told me all about this Bloomfur she-cat!" 04:30, November 21, 2016 (UTC)

"Oh no, some rogues and foxes have been spotted much more. My own mother died from one not to long ago," she frowned thinking of how some of the warriors had come back with her mother's torn and ragged body. "Its very unsafe as of right now, I'm just thinking of your well being." The medicine cat replied eyes speaking nothing but the truth. (Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 05:37, November 21, 2016 (UTC)

Aspenfern promptly fell asleep on her rock and on her job. 19:41, November 21, 2016 (UTC)

Commaflower frowned and cast her eyes at the other queens. Not very many, but still. The cream and tortoiseshell medicine cat sighed. Maybe she could talk t Crowfrost and accompany Ashbreeze herself? She had really grown fond of the queen.

Applestorm dozed in her nest in the nursery the newest queen had just recently found out about her expeting had been urged immediately by Wintersnow to join the nursery or else. Of course, Applestorm wasn't afraid of her brother's forceful words. (Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 22:37, November 21, 2016 (UTC)

Ashbreeze flattened her ears in annoyance before rising to her paws. "I am leaving by myself, and I am leaving now. Force a soul to follow me, and I will report both them and you to both Alderstar and my father at once." The queen let out a sharp growl, making her point clear. Travelling time was the only time she had to herself, and it wasn't going to be spoiled by someone's fretting. Turning, the queen left without another word, and crossed over the territories with ease.

Windstorm immediately snapped his jaw shut, tensing as he looked over at his younger brother. But before the warrior could speak, Panthershade went on, "if you're soooo obsessed with this cat, just get it over with and become their mate, and leave me out of your pitiful love story." 00:28, November 22, 2016 (UTC)

"Great StarClan, Bloomfur, shut up. I don't care. At all," Featherflight growled, glaring at Bloomfur. "Why not instead of yammering on to me, you just tell him that. Maybe he'll care," Bloomfur glared back at her friend. Her heart thudded. Should she just get it out and tell Windstorm? Without waiting for a reply, Featherflight took her chance and left her friend quickly. She was just too annoying to be around sometimes...

Sandtail, meanwhile, snoozed by the warriors den. Badgerfrost watched Pyrekit and Sapphirekit while Pebblewish went out to hunt. Sapphirekit looked at everything boredly while Pyrekit stared at her, pointing out things to her that may be exciting, but she just stared blankly at him. 03:29, November 22, 2016 (UTC)

Morningpaw was hiding out in the apprentice's den. She feared training -oh, how often she messed up! And on top of that mess, she was terrified of getting hurt or killed in battle, and the sight or mere smell of blood made her queasy...surely, StarClan had brought her into this world to be nothing but a useless elder, or even a kittypet. But the apprentice loathed the soft life of those who were pampered by the twolegs.

Although Panthershade's words had been sarcastic, Windstorm thought for a moment, getting an almost "dreamy" look as a grin formed on his face. "Maybe..." Perplexed and almost outraged, Panthershade shot up to his paws, despising the thought of his brother getting a mate to hang around, rather than himself. "What do you mean by 'maybe'?!" 03:43, November 22, 2016 (UTC)

Commaflower exited the Queens' den yawning, tiredly. The cream and tortoiseshell medicine cat lashed her fluffy tail before entering her den, which smelled oddly of Tipcloud. Had the molly gotten senile and tried to move back in? Ignoring the scent she curled up in her nest. (Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 04:24, November 22, 2016 (UTC)

Featherflight kept her pace rushed and let out a long breath. She needed like... something to make her relax... Bloomfur sat down to think about what Featherflight said.'' I mean, she could be right... ''- 14:44, November 22, 2016 (UTC)

"I'll be back," quickly now, Windstorm rose to his paws and rushed out of camp, his heart fluttering. He ignored the enraged calls of Panthershade. Scowling at his brother and his ignorance, Panthershade glared around, spotting Morningpaw cowering in the apprentice's den. Coward. 23:30, November 22, 2016 (UTC)

Brambleheart didn't really know what to do to improve her apprentice's mood, so she leaned towards Sagefeather and asked, "What should I do with Morningpaw?" 23:40, November 22, 2016 (UTC)

Commaflower slept soundly for at least twenty minutes until she heard voices. She lifted her head yawning as she peeked out of her den. She watched as Windstorm left camp. Everyone seemed so jumpy right now, the cream and tortoishell molly glanced at her sister, Sorrelwhikser. She was laying on her back talking with Ivymist. (Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 17:44, November 23, 2016 (UTC)

Featherflight sat down in a shadow, trying to hide from anyone who may be able to see her and breathed heavily. She curled her tail around her paws and took in deep, long breaths, which slowed and made her feel calmer. Despite the fact she was a Clan cat, she didn't like being around so many cats - it felt a bit odd. 17:55, November 23, 2016 (UTC)

Windstorm moved swiftly, paws gently thudding against the earth as he desperately searched for Bloomfur. 18:17, November 23, 2016 (UTC)

Bloomfur spotted Windstorm, her heart fluttered, sne she made her way over to him. "Hey, Windstorm!" she called, shuffling her paws. 18:22, November 23, 2016 (UTC)

Windstorm looked up at the approaching she-cat, eyes growing round with surprise. "Oh, Bloomfur! I...I have something to say." Miststorm lazily rest in the center of camp, eyes narrowed sharply to reveal her grouchy yet bored mood. 01:53, November 27, 2016 (UTC)

Heronkit was very pleased with himself... as his apprentice ceremony was due to be held later today. Finally, I'll be able to show Albatrosspaw who's the boss! In his den, Alderstar was deciding mentors for the two kits. -- 01:58, November 27, 2016 (UTC)

Flintwhisker stretched. 12:12, November 27, 2016 (UTC)

Bloomfur blinked at him. "What... what is it?" she asked. She was still undecided on telling him her feelings; what if it made everything awkward instead of romantic? 14:39, November 27, 2016 (UTC)

Windstorm took in a deep breath. He had to do this, right? It was now, or never... "B-Bloomfur, I really...really like you." 17:20, November 27, 2016 (UTC)

After deciding the two mentors, Alderstar summoned his Clan, whom gathered quickly. Three was no time to waste with this... that was for sure. ScorchClan needed new warriors. "Cats of ScorchClan, we have two kits that have reached the age of six moons, and are ready to be apprentices. Heronkit, Storkkit, come forward." In response, the two littermates bounded forward eagerly, eyes bright.

Looking down at them, the leader continued: "From this day, until you receive your warrior names, you shall be known as Heronpaw and Storkpaw. Badgerfrost, you are a loyal ScorchClan cat, and you will mentor Heronpaw. I trust that you will make him become a great warrior. Sagefeather, Storkpaw will be your apprentice... She will be your first one, but I have no doublt that you will train her well." At the conclusion of this, the Clan broke into cheers. -- 18:22, November 27, 2016 (UTC)

Sagefeather nodded, her ears pricked; she was quite proud. "Let's take a tour, shall we?" Despite her one blind eye, she flicked her tail. "Maybe we'll see someone." (heheh) 19:56, November 27, 2016 (UTC)

Storkpaw's blue eyes lit up, after touching noses with her mentor and stepping back. "Yesyesyes!" Heronpaw nodded cooly at his new name, before stepping up to Badgerfrost and touching noses with him. Haha, Albatrosspaw, you can't boss me around because you have a higher rank anymore! -- 20:07, November 27, 2016 (UTC)

Sagefeaher flicked her tail. "C'mon then, I might as well show you our borders - we'll stop at FlameClan's first." -- On the mention of the FlameClan-ScorchClan border, someone was getting lost around there... 20:18, November 27, 2016 (UTC)

(is it bad that the second half of that post made me laugh xD) Storkpaw's ears pricked. "Ohh, I can finally see another Clan!!" Her tail shot up in excitement, before the primarily white she-cat bounded over to the camp entrance. -- 20:21, November 27, 2016 (UTC)

(ofc not) Sagefeather followed her apprentice, giving Flintwhisker and Brambleheart a smirk on her way out. "Let's go on then, there's usually a hunter or two around there." She lead her apprentice towards the border. "Actually, wait." SHe flicked her tail towards the bushes as she spotted a spurt of orange fur. "You see that? you're actually gonna see someone!" 20:34, November 27, 2016 (UTC)

(good c:) Storkpaw stared confusedly at the orange fur. "..." What's that? -- 20:38, November 27, 2016 (UTC)

Badgerfrost touched his nose to Heronpaw's. He felt a rush of excitement and worry. What if he messed something up? This was his first apprentice! What if he said something wrong. "Okay... Heronpaw... Go make your new nest... then we'll tour the territory," he said, stammering over his words. Bloomfur's breath caught in her throat. "Like... like ''like?" '' 20:40, November 27, 2016 (UTC)

Yarrowwhisker pricked her ears as she heard voices, sliding out of the bushes. "Oh..um..hello. Uh, my name's Yarrowwhisker.." She was confused - why was she seeing these cats..? -- Sagefeather flicked her tail. "Greetings. My name's Sagefeather, and this is my apprentice, Storkpaw." 20:45, November 27, 2016 (UTC)

"Yes, Badgerfrost," Heronpaw mewed obiediently, before going to fetch some moss from Commaflower's den. To be told, he'd rather do something more exciting than this to start his apprenticeship... but heh, he'd do something exciting later, and annoy the death out of Albatrosspaw for it. Storkpaw looked hesitant. "Hi, Yarrowwhisker! Are you from FlameClan??" -- 22:13, November 27, 2016 (UTC)

Patchpaw sat with her siblings, Dustpaw was busy chowing down on several mice all at once. Breezepaw was talking with Cinderpaw, the two siblings talking about leaving camp for a hunt or something entertaining. The ginger tabby listened with pricked ears waiting for her mentor. (Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 22:38, November 27, 2016 (UTC)

('pologies mink: this is something pretty exclusive that brams and I have wanted to do for months) "Yeah." Yarrowwhisker brightened up, calming herself down. "It's quite fun over here." 22:54, November 27, 2016 (UTC)

Commaflower left her den after almost an hour bumping into Featherflight. "Oh, watch it." She said distantly. (Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 23:00, November 27, 2016 (UTC)

Featherflight flattened her ears. "You should do the same," she said, flatly. 23:47, November 27, 2016 (UTC)

Commaflower lashed her tail. She just mumbled something incoherent before leaving camp, her hopes was that she wouldn't follow. (Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 00:05, November 28, 2016 (UTC)

Featherflight followed anyway. "Hey, wait!" she called. "I'm sorry if I was short with you. I just kinda freak out sometimes when I'm around a ton of cats," she said, twitching her ears. "...I was wondering if you needed any herbs?I can collect some for you, I need something to do, ''not hunting." '' Boy, she hated hunting! "It helps get my mind of things... and it's useful at the same time." 01:13, November 28, 2016 (UTC)

Morningpaw kept to herself, trailing her paws in the sand nervously to doodle random lines. Windstorm took in a deep breath, nodding slowly. "Y-Yeah, like..." He trailed off, thinking of what to say. "-...L-Like...romantic 'like', I guess?" 01:36, November 28, 2016 (UTC)

Bloomfur felt like her heart had stopped. He 'liked' her?? After a moment of just staring at him, she blinked a few times, then opened her mouth. A tiny squeak came out first, then real words. "...Windstorm... I... I can't believe you feel the same. I've had a huge crush on you... for... forever. I like like you too. I never knew how to tell you though." 02:16, November 28, 2016 (UTC)

The wavy-fured tom shuffled his paws slowly in a nervous manner. "I...I guess this means we're mates then, right?" 02:34, November 28, 2016 (UTC)

Bloomfur's tail-tip twitched nervously. "I mean... do you want to be?" 03:43, November 28, 2016 (UTC)

"I-I do..." He looked up at her nervously. "Do...you want to be?" 03:45, November 28, 2016 (UTC)

Bloomfur nodded, looking more confident. "Yes, I do." 03:51, November 28, 2016 (UTC)

Storkpaw bounced on her paws. "That's cool!" Heronpaw got some moss, and started to make his nest in his new den. -- 04:08, November 28, 2016 (UTC)

Blinking a few times, Yarrowwhisker asked, "Got any questions about FlameClan?" 04:16, November 28, 2016 (UTC)

Storkpaw paused mid-bounce, the black-and-white apprentice's eyes narrowing slightly. A moment later, she perked up again. "Oooh! Ooh, I have a question! Is that how all you FlameClan cats smell?? It smells... uhh, different-ish than what I'm used to?" (oh stork xP) -- 06:44, November 28, 2016 (UTC)

Mapleflower sat outside the nursery, she had been hoping to spend some time with Sedgefrost but hadn't been able to find him at all. Birchpaw walked into camp carrying a bunch of mos for his nest. (Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 15:27, November 28, 2016 (UTC)

Sedgefrost trotted into camp hurriedly: he'd just been training his apprentice. His gaze flickered to Mapleflower. "Hi..." he panted, as he came over to her. "I've just been... a bit busy." Emberflare groomed his gray pelt outside the warriors' den, while his older sister sat near him, Scorchflame's gray-and-ginger ears pricked. -- 19:03, November 28, 2016 (UTC)

"I guess - we've never changed, from what I can tell." Yarrowwhisker wrapped her yail around her paws. 20:54, November 28, 2016 (UTC)

Storkpaw nodded. Heronpaw made his nest, before going back out to see Badgerfrost. "Can we tour the territory now?" Flashdusk watched her children head out of camp for the first time. ''They're growing... they'll be great warriors, I'm sure of it.'' -- 21:14, November 28, 2016 (UTC)

"Any other questions?" Yarrowwhisker gave her brightest look. -- Sagefeather flicked her tail; she'd let Storkpaw ask as many questions as she wanted. 22:54, November 28, 2016 (UTC)

Storkpaw thought about the question for a moment, then shook her head. "No, I don't think I have any more questions... well, not right now, anyway." -- 23:13, November 28, 2016 (UTC)

Badgerfrost nodded, beckoning Heronpaw with his tail before padding out of camp. Well, so far everything was going well, hopefully it would stay that way. 23:23, November 28, 2016 (UTC)

Patchpaw watched as her mentr, Magpieheart, entered camp looking exhausted with Loachheart. The two were close friends and great leaders as well, not Clan leaders just leaders in general. The ginger tabby stared at her mentor just a second more, Dustpaw snorted. "You got the busiest cat as a mentor." The tom said before standing and racing off. (Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 01:39, November 29, 2016 (UTC)

Featherflight stood still for a monet, then let out a soft sigh and turned away. She'd just look for the herbs anyway... "Come on Sapphirekit, let's leave camp!" Pyrekit nudged his sister playfully. "Why would I do that?" she asked, glancing at the camp entrance. That didn't look or sound exciting at all. 01:51, November 29, 2016 (UTC)

Commaflower, now outside of camp, picked several herbs the most she picked was catmint, ragwort, and poppy seeds. There was one thing grabbed though, deathberries. She had no need for them but she couldn't stand to see any of her Clanmates in pain so she got these just in case.

Birchpaw walked along the FlameClan/ScorchClan border, his blazing amber eyes searching restlessly for something. For what, he didn't know, just something. (Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 20:39, November 29, 2016 (UTC)

Miststorm had removed herself from the ground, and was now pacing relentless, back and forth without hesitation. Something was up: she could sense it. Something was going to happen, although she couldn't quite place a finger on it. Windstorm purred loudly. "Great!" 02:42, November 30, 2016 (UTC)

Bloomfur butted her head to Windstorm's cheek. She couldn't say anything, she was purring to loud. - Talonpaw crossed the border without realizing it. She caught a scent; she knew it, from so early in her life, she couldn't remember, but she knew it. Suddenly she let out a soundless wail when someone slammed into her side, knocking her over and sending her into a bush. She blinked open her eyes. Someone was sitting on top of her, flame-colored paw planted firmly on her chest and unreadble amber eyes. 14:56, November 30, 2016 (UTC)

Blossomheart walked slowly out of camp. One of her front paws slightly ached, but she didn't bother with it. Instead, she just limped out, hoping to catch something nice. She caught the scent of mouse, and her ears twitched as she heard the rustling of leaves. She dropped into the hunters crouch. As she crept toward the mouse, her paw began to ache more. She pounced, but her paw tripped her up, and she let out a yowl of frustration as the mouse scampered away. "Stupid paw!" she muttered. She tried to get back to camp quickly but her paw slowed her down. ''Guess Commaflower needs to see it. ''she thought as she walked back, wincing every step. -Attack cat

Windstorm grinned, breathing in Bloomfur's scent before purring loudly in response. His brother would hate his guts...ahhh, whatever! 02:08, December 1, 2016 (UTC)

Blossomheart stopped at Commaflower's den. "Commaflower, are you in here?" she called. She winced again as her paw started aching more. --- Shadowdapple raced towards her sister, Sweetfire. "You want to go out?" she asked. Sweetfire nodded. "Sure!" The sisters padded out of camp. "I know, let's race!" Sweetfire called out. "Race you to that big tree right there." Sweetfire imeadiately sped off, while Shadowdapple caught by surprise, hung back for a heartbeat. "I win!" Sweetfire called to her. -Attack cat

(apologies for my inactivity: there's been a lot of stuff going on in my personal life and I have had to deal with those first) Sagefeather nodded, and she and Yarrowwhisker parted quickly, the orange tabby warrior waving her tail. "Seeya later, Storkpaw, Sagefeather." 23:45, December 1, 2016 (UTC)

Commaflower worked her way through ScorchClan's territory and into FlameClan's. Maybe she'd see Crowfrost? She hadn't spoken to the medicine cat in a while. (Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 16:50, December 2, 2016 (UTC)

Storkpaw waved her tail in farewell as she continued on her tour. Heronpaw was shown around the territory by his mentor. (let'sjustsaytheyheadedoutalready) -- 19:13, December 2, 2016 (UTC)

Commaflower didn't seem to be there. ''Now what? ''Blossomheart gingerly stepped away from the medicine den. She walked up to Windstorm but quickly noticed he was busy. "Oh, umm...sorry to interrupt, but could one of you go find Commaflower for me? My paw is aching pretty bad." she said. "Just asking." Her heart ached at the sight of them. ''Will I ever love like that? ''-Attack cat

Glancing over his shoulder, Windstorm tasted the air slightly, faintly picking up the Medicine Cat's scent. "I think she left camp." 23:16, December 2, 2016 (UTC)

''Well, that's why I was asking you! ''"Could you find her for me?" I don't really think I could." Blossomheart felt a bit annoyed. I mean, I asked you to go find her! -Attack cat

"No need to get demanding," Applestorm told the warrior. "She went out to restore her stores. She'll be back soon, I'm sure you can wait a bit." The queen said, raising a brow.

Meanwhile, Loachheart walked into camp carrying a trout and vole. One for her and one for Redriver. The mentor she respected highly and even thought of her as a mother figure as well. She had been told lightly of her two daughters, Blazefire and another she did not name. (Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 22:06, December 4, 2016 (UTC)

(going to edit that post a bit- redriver would never mention ivy). Redriver looked up as Loachheart approached and purred hoarsely. Next to Ashbreeze, Redriver's formed apprentice was the closest thing to family she had. Good morning! You're going to die.  22:17, December 4, 2016 (UTC)

(oh alright) Loachheart grinned and purred in a greeting. "I brought you some trout or vole whichever you pick." She commented and plopped down beside the red and white tabby. <span style="color:#580818; text-shadow: 2px 2px 1px #ff7373; font-family:Monotype Corsiva; font-size:18px;">(Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 22:27, December 4, 2016 (UTC)

Talonpaw stared up at the unknown cat, with blank hard eyes. They turned cold when she realized who... "''You..." ''she hissed, then she batted the warrior off of her. The warrior glared back at her - Lavaspark - her mother. Talonpaw leaped, rage burning her heart and she landed on Lavaspark. Lavaspark let out a surprised yelp, clearly not expecting this to happen. 00:33, December 5, 2016 (UTC)

Redriver blinked. " I'd like the vole, please," the tabby said, stretching slowly. Her age was catching up to her, and she was seriously considering becoming an elder. Good morning! You're going to die.  00:45, December 5, 2016 (UTC)

Lichenclaw watched as her mentor took the prey and bit into it, the tortoiseshell molly did the same. Her blue eyes then flickered down to her own prey. A slimy fish. Normally a ScorchClan cat wasn't found eating fish but she enjoyed the tangy taste.

Cloverbreeze had given birth almost nearly a moon a go to two kittens. A tom with fur as dark and smoky as his father's. She had named him Eaglekit for grace and beauty. The she-kit was an odd one. Her pelt was like that of her mother's only like her brother's but lighter. She had the pale base coat of a mink, but she also had the brown points making her stand out. Her pale coat was nearly a creamy-white color with tan hues here and there. She had named her Riverkit, for she knew her heart would lead her. <span style="color:#580818; text-shadow: 2px 2px 1px #ff7373; font-family:Monotype Corsiva; font-size:18px;">(Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 15:42, December 13, 2016 (UTC)

(this is still Attack cat, it wouldn't let me log in)Blossomheart turned to Applestorm. "Look, I'm in pain," she said, wincing again. "I don't want to be rude, but I'm kinda in a rush, sorry." She sat down slowly. -Attack cat

Aspenfern pricked her ears as Sagefeather called Storkpaw for training; the warrior had seemed troubled lately. 20:39, December 17, 2016 (UTC)

Storkpaw skidded over to Sagefeather as she was called. Leafpaw was having her final assessment: Eaglesoar, the she-cat's mentor since Orchidsnow disappeared, tracked her progess as she went. (stormver/whiskers, please let me know whether you want morning/albatross to receive their warrior names... their ceremonies are coming up. if so, let me know their warrior names... ty in advance C:) -- 22:02, December 17, 2016 (UTC)

(i think Morning'll break her leg or something, so hers will be put off) Miststorm was acting unusual that day, for she felt something in the wind. She could sense a disturbance, as if something terrible was going to happen, and soon. And no, not to someone else...but to herself. But how? What would dare attack her, or even attempt to ruin her day? 22:08, December 17, 2016 (UTC)

(cool, fine by me) Leafpaw scented a squirrel, and started to stalk it. -- 22:53, December 17, 2016 (UTC)

Aspenfern shrugged and decided that she shouldn't worry about her apprentice at that moment. -- Sagefeather lead her apprentice outside. "Today, we'll do battle training." She crouched, keeping her fur flat. "If an opponent's fur rises, does that mean that they are bigger or smaller than they seem?" She loved quizzes - strategy was just as great as any moves. (@brams: I'm considering sending quartz to kill sage - would you be good with that rn?)  10:55, December 20, 2016 (UTC)

(hea, fine by me... poor stork, she'll be terrified) Storkpaw bounced: she knew the answer. "Bigger, bigger!" the apprentice cheered excitedly. (ceremony timeeeee) Back at camp, Alderstar had summoned his Clan together for the warrior ceremonies of Leafpaw, Birchpaw, and Albatrosspaw. "I, Alderstar, leader of ScorchClan," the tabby leader mewed from his spot on the Meetingwhatever, "ask my warrior ancestors to look down on these three apprentices. They have learnt the ways of your noble code, and I commend them to you as warriors in their turn. Birchpaw, Albatrosspaw, Leafpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code, and to defend this Clan, even at the cost of your life?"

"I do!"

"Then by the power of StarClan, I grant you your warrior names. Albatrosspaw, from this moment you shall be known as Albatrossflight. StarClan honors your enthusiasm and diligence, and we welcome you as a full warrior of ScorchClan. Leafpaw, you shall be known as Leafbrook. StarClan honors your courage and loyalty, and we welcome you as a full warrior of ScorchClan. Finally, Birchpaw, you shall be known as Birchfire. StarClan honors your dedication and intelligence, and we welcome you as a full warrior of ScorchClan." As soon as Alderstar finished speaking, the Clan broke into cheers. Leafbrook puffed out her chest in pride. Finally, I'm a warrior! -- 18:58, December 20, 2016 (UTC)

"Hahaha!" The chocolate warrior howled his victory, casting a glare at Heronpaw. "Look who beat you again, hehe." -- The mackerel tabby smiled. "That's-" ....Poor Sagefeather never finished her sentence, as an assassin waited in the bushes...killing her instantly with a few stabs to her neck and vital organs using his sharpened claws. Snarling, the assassin licked the blood away from his mouth - he wasn't done, he needed to kill his brother. ''I need to find you, Topaz, and kill you. Then nobody will get in my way, and I can finally kill off each and every one of your friends.'' He wasn't aware of Storkpaw nearby, the tom standing proudly over his kill. Poor she-cat - I almost feel sorry for you. He scoffed. But almost is what I said.  22:09, December 21, 2016 (UTC)

Heronpaw scoffed. "You just wait," the apprentice scoffed quietly, raising his tabby head. Storkpaw waited for her mentor's answer, but she heard nothing. Turning, she saw a gray cat over Sagefeather, and the apprentice let out a petrified scream. -- 22:21, December 21, 2016 (UTC)

Quartz frowned and practically threw himself into a thorn bush. He'd blown his cover - ugh, she was gonna tell everyone that he killed someone. Great. Whatever - he still had time to find Topaz. 22:29, December 21, 2016 (UTC)

Storkpaw was panicked by the sudden death of her mentor. Making some snuffling noises in grief, the apprentice laid down on the ground, curling herself into a very tight ball. She was incredibly hurt by this. -- 00:09, December 23, 2016 (UTC)

Quartz held in a scream as a thorn stabbed into his left eye, stopping himself as the pain exploded in his eye. Sighing, he kept fighting through the bushes. There goes an eye...lovely. Whatever...he didn't really need both eyes anyway, he could just petrify his enemies with one blink of the eye socket...the one that was not his prime anymore. I needed both...but I can do with one.  00:20, December 23, 2016 (UTC)

Blossmheart padded into the den. She must wait for Commaflower. -Attack cat

Brambleheart was starting to panic. Sagefeather hadn't come back...and not had Storkpaw. Growing worried, the tabby excused herself from camp. 21:38, December 26, 2016 (UTC)

Birchfire stayed silent, for his thoughts were on something else. A she-cat he'd met just the week before. He hadn't gotten her name and didn't know if he'd see her again, but it was worth a try. Right? <span style="color:#580818; text-shadow: 2px 2px 1px #ff7373; font-family:Monotype Corsiva; font-size:18px;">(Insert Sarcasm) Bite Me, Dean! 15:38, December 27, 2016 (UTC)

Ashflame padded into camp, sniffing for Blossomheart. She was in the den. "Hey, what's up?" he asked. "Well, I'm waiting for Commaflower. It's my paw," she told him. "It really aches." Ashflame nodded. "Well I'm hungry, see you." -Attack cat