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)

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)

Violetpaw did as he did. "Was that good?" 🍁Patch   feather🍁   22:32, November 3, 2015 (UTC)

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)

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)

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)

"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)

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)

Mintfrost nodded, and padded back into her den to begin organizing her herbs. 01:35, November 4, 2015 (UTC)

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)

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)

"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)

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)

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)

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)

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)

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)

Violetpaw got to her paws and waited for her mentor to reply. 🍁Patch   feather🍁   23:39, November 4, 2015 (UTC)

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)