ScorchClan/Roleplay

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Jaguarclaw sadly walked out to tell them Silverstorm had died. -Attack cat

Tipcloud arrived back in camp after her trip to the Moonwhatever and looked around the camp. "What the heck happened while I was gone?" she demanded. 21:28, 05/11/2016

Jaguarclaw walked to her and meowed sadly "Well Willowstar lost a life, and S-silverstorm died because of a badger. Commapaw tried her best, but she died anyway." He padded away. -Attack Cat

(@whiskers: I've put mine in a template) A quarter-moon passed since Wispheart's death (too lazy to do camp scene), and Cinderfire was still greatly upset. The dark gray queen was outside the nursery, her tail curled over her swollen belly. Smokeash was quite concerned for his mother. -- 07:51, May 12, 2016 (UTC)

(Alright, thanks a lot!) Waspflight patiently waited for his mate's revival, making not a noise nor a sound. Meanwhile, his son approached him before seating himself down beside the warrior, silent as well. Of course, Pantherpaw, being young and irresponsible, didn't seem to care that his mother had lost a life. 02:06, May 13, 2016 (UTC)

Alderstorm was out training Flashpaw. Eaglesoar lazed around camp: the brown tabby was bored. -- 07:42, May 13, 2016 (UTC)

Jaguarclaw had just taken a small walk when he saw a small silver kit with black spots. He saw a large pool of blood. He noticed that the kit was the same shade of silver as Silverstorm and the spots looked like his. He realized that Silverstorm must have had the kit here and injured herself on purpose! He took the kit to the nursery. It was already 3 moons. He wondered how it had survived that long. He took it to Bramblingflower and asked "Please take care of this kit. It was Silverstorm's. Her name is Shadowkit." -Attack cat

Pantherpaw watched his older brother and father wait in silence, raising his head in pride. He seemed to shine with attractiveness and excellence...or at least in his mind. The snow leopard-like apprentice strutted off, lost in his own world. Who cared if his mother lost yet another life? She had others, she'd be perfectly fine. 21:36, May 13, 2016 (UTC)

Cyclonepaw, unlike his brother, paced; the tabby tom was worried sick about his mother. Sge wasn't dead, was she? She had been sivk.. Oh mother, be alright! He finally perked up as she walked outside, but she didn't look as good as he'd hoped. 22:07, May 13, 2016 (UTC)

Shadowkit woke up, realizing she wasn't in the forest anymore. She was in a comfortable nest. She relaxed and went back to sleep. -Attack cat

Pantherpaw, remembering that his mentor had died, looked up at his mother expectingly. Good, now she can finally get me another mentor...took her long enough.Waspflight pricked his ears, racing to his leader's side. 23:07, May 15, 2016 (UTC)

Cinderfire dozed in the nursery: the queen was due to kit any day now. -- 06:41, May 16, 2016 (UTC)

Shadowkit woke up once more, and hopped to her feet. Where is my mother? She asked herself. She had found out that Jaguarclaw was her father, but who was her mother? -Attack cat

Cinderfire woke up to pains in her belly: yowling, she knew her kitting had begun. After a long and tiring kitting, just one kit was by her belly; a long-furred gray tom, just like his father. However, Cinderfire was weak, and had lost a lot of blood in her kitting. Smokeash sat by his mother. "You don't look all right, Cinderfire." His amber gaze was set on his younger brother. Cinderfire shook her head ever so slightly. Blackness was coming onto her vision: and Wispheart's voice seemed to echo in her ears... somehow, she knew this was her time. "His name is Emberkit, Smokeash... make sure you look after him well, my son." She then closed her eyes, falling into blackness: she'd gone to be with Wispheart once more. Smokeash moaned as his mother flopped to the ground. Emberkit mewled weakly as he felt his mother go still. -- 06:03, May 17, 2016 (UTC)

Miststorm casually groomed her dark gray pelt.Windstorm watched his father and mother, worry flashing in his hetero eyes. 21:36, May 17, 2016 (UTC)

Shadowkit wandered out the nursery, looking for her father. "Shadowkit, what do you want?" Jaguarclaw asked her. "Who is my mother? I haven't seen her." Jaguarclaw didn't know what he should say. Should he tell her Bramblingflower is her mom, to save her from grief? But she would find out some day. But the truth would cause her lots of grief. He wouldn't tell her, not now. "Never mind that," he told her. "You're not ready yet." Shadowkit walked away, looking disappointed. -Attack cat

Jaguarclaw left her and went back to investigate the tree where he found Shadowkit. He looked inside the tree and saw a pile of prey next to a kit slightly smaller than Shadowkit. It was solid silver. He rushed and decided to take the prey with him. He took her to the nursery and named her Sweetkit. -Attack cat

Pantherpaw flattened his ears as Mistcloud glared up at him, the she-cat's ears flattening in disliking as well. Sure, the apprentice had good looks, but...she wanted to bury him in the dirt like an ugly fern. There was his mother, just escaping death's grasp, and he was too busy floating around like he was the prettiest parade there ever was. 23:24, May 18, 2016 (UTC)

Sweetkit saw Shadowkit, and the two began to tussle around. "I'll get you yet!" Sweetkit meowled. -Attack cat

(just looked at archives: panther and cyclone are overdue to becoming warriors; need to let stormver know) Emberkit squirmed. It had been nearly a half-moon since his birth, and soon the tom-kit was expected to open his eyes. Flashpaw and Alderstorm returned to camp. "Alderstorm, I really need to master that move," Flashpaw complained, the tortoiseshell's tail flicking irritably as she entered the clearing. "I want to show Eaglesoar that I can be just as good at him at fighting!" -- 07:14, May 20, 2016 (UTC)

Jaguarclaw was Blossompaws mentor. He took her out, a good way away from the dried pool of blood and taught her some hunting moves.Shadowkit and Sweetkit were still tussling about, but now they calmed down and looked at each other clearly. They licked each other happily and continued to tussle. -Attack cat

Willowstar, her health steadily decreasing, knew she'd be dead in only a matter of hours. "ScorchClan cats," she called weakly. "I'm on my last legs, and soon, I will no longer be with you." She heard the gasps of surprise and shock. "There's a few things I'd like to do before I pass." 11:47, May 21, 2016 (UTC)

Jaguarclaw listened to Willowstar sadly and quietly. -Attack cat

Waspflight gazed up at his best friend, his leader, his mate, with a great look of worry, but he said nothing. This was her decision, not his. Windstorm flinched in surprise. Surely his mother would get better, no? Perhaps she was just still recovering from the loss of her last life? Pantherpaw zoned out, his ears twitching. 18:19, May 21, 2016 (UTC)

(personally, I don't think flame's active enough to lead sc, that is my only concern) Eaglesoar gasped. Nonono, you can't leave us, Willowstar! Sedgefrost's gaze was round as he stared at his leader. -- 19:59, May 21, 2016 (UTC)

(yeah, same. not sure what we'll do 'bout that) "Firstly," the she-cst said quietly, "I'd like to make my sons warriors. Cyclonepsw and Pantherpaw eill be reffered to as Cyclonefrost and Pathershade." (replace that, 'skers) She was far too exhaused to do a proper ceremony. "Secondly, I'd like to thank my mate, kits, and everyone for sticking with me through my life. Everyone has made such a difference." She drew in a breath, sjivering. "And…And it's up to…everyone to decide what to do next." With that, she rested her head on her paws, closing her brown eyes for the last time, and fell still. 20:31, May 21, 2016 (UTC)

Alderstorm watched silently as his leader fell still. Okay, now we have no leader... Great. Flashpaw's tail twitched in anxiety. -- 20:41, May 21, 2016 (UTC)

(I nominate Brams as tribute...but we should probably contact Flame about it first) Waspflight let out a mournful wail as his mate fell, while Windstorm dipped his head in sadness, his body shuddering as he mourned silently. Panthershade, meanwhile, grew fond of his name. 20:56, May 21, 2016 (UTC)

(I'm with Whiskers; if we can, let's try to get everyone on chat so we can figure out what to do next.) Cyclonefrost's blood went cold as his moyher fell still, moaning. Aspenfern worked to calm him down, while Ivyshade buried her face into Eagletalon's fur, wailing. The gray-and-white shecat's belly swung - she was carrying her first litter, their father being Eagletalon himself, and they were due in a short while. 21:08, May 21, 2016 (UTC)

(Agreed... and if I do end up taking over as leader (no promising anything), I know who my choice is.) -- 22:20, May 21, 2016 (UTC)

(alright then - throw a message on my talk when you're all ready, I'll be there) Aspenfern could do nothing - she had no love interest and no family that she knew of. Sighing, she worked to calm her former apprentice, glancing up at Willowstar's deceased body and shuddering. 23:12, May 21, 2016 (UTC)

Jaguarclaw had liked his leader very much, and gave a small wail of grief. He sadly nuzzled her and walked away. -Attack cat|}