ScorchClan/Roleplay/Archive 11

Alderpaw purred, agreeing, before licking his mate's cheek. "I'll be back soon," he whispered. "I'd better go get my warrior name!" His voice then dropped. "This'll be a cool story for the kits when they're older, being born during their father's 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   22:54, January 8, 2016 (UTC)

" They're calling me a traitor, that's what!" Blazefire said furiously. " After all I've done for this Clan?" Lost souls in  r e v e r i e 23:00, January 8, 2016 (UTC)

"You are," hissed Shimmertail F l or i a  T o sc a 23:06, January 8, 2016 (UTC)

Pebblefrost stared on at the two bickering cats, his gaze showing nothing but negativity. "Enough!" He hissed, unsheathing his claws. "You are in no position to call Blazefire a traitor," He meowed, his infuriated gaze directed towards Shimmertail. "She has done nothing wrong and has done absolutely everything for this Clan possible."  sticks and stones may break my bones but words just might kill me. 23:21, January 8, 2016 (UTC)

" Thank you," Blazefire said, but her voice was frosty, "but your help isn't needed. I see how things are. I'm going to take action for myself now. And you!" Blazefire turned to her mother, pain breaking through her eyes. " I thought you'd stand up for me, help me, do something. You can't not care forever. Let it be known that I don't consider you a mother anymore. I will never, ever, call myself your daughter again!" with that, Blazefire turned and marched towards Willowstar's den. Lost souls in  r e v e r i e 23:25, January 8, 2016 (UTC)

Shimmertail snarled. "I'm leaving if Blazefire leaves. A traitor must me crushed. Call me Theia now." With that, Theia ran out. F l <span style="color:rgb(23,134,19);">o<span style="color:rgb(15,153,16);">r <span style="color:rgb(7,172,13);">i <span style="color:rgb(0,191,11);">a<span style="font-family:Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:14px;">  <span style="color:rgb(250,20,23);">T <span style="color:rgb(222,16,18);">o <span style="color:rgb(195,12,13);">s<span style="color:rgb(167,8,8);">c <span style="color:rgb(140,4,3);">a 23:41, January 8, 2016 (UTC)

(... um, who said she was leaving now? secondly, that didn't make any sense). Once in Willowstar's den, Blazefire began to speak. " Willowstar, I'd like to tell you that the quest was failure. We couldn't find the promised land." She was disgusted at how easily she lied, but she had to lie for the sake of the Clan. Lost souls in <span style="font-size:25px;color:#990000;font-family:brush script std;font-size:25px;text-shadow:0px 0px 2px #990000"> r e v e r i e 00:38, January 9, 2016 (UTC)

(It was planned... And Stormver is NOT HERE. Willowstar will probs be inactive without her RP'er) Theia crashed forward. I'll find her. <span style="color:rgb(39,97,25);">F <span style="color:rgb(31,115,22);">l <span style="color:rgb(23,134,19);">o<span style="color:rgb(15,153,16);">r <span style="color:rgb(7,172,13);">i <span style="color:rgb(0,191,11);">a<span style="font-family:Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:14px;">  <span style="color:rgb(250,20,23);">T <span style="color:rgb(222,16,18);">o <span style="color:rgb(195,12,13);">s<span style="color:rgb(167,8,8);">c <span style="color:rgb(140,4,3);">a 00:59, January 9, 2016 (UTC)

Alderpaw nuzzled his mate's cheek before he turned and went out of the den again. Eaglekit rolled over, his paws in the air. -- 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   01:24, January 9, 2016 (UTC)

(i know stormver isn't here, i still rp'ed blazefire there so we could rp when we get back). Lost souls in <span style="font-size:25px;color:#990000;font-family:brush script std;font-size:25px;text-shadow:0px 0px 2px #990000"> r e v e r i e 02:24, January 9, 2016 (UTC)

Foxkit whimpered. She prodded Eaglekit with one paw. <span style="color:rgb(39,97,25);">F <span style="color:rgb(31,115,22);">l <span style="color:rgb(23,134,19);">o<span style="color:rgb(15,153,16);">r <span style="color:rgb(7,172,13);">i <span style="color:rgb(0,191,11);">a<span style="font-family:Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:14px;">  <span style="color:rgb(250,20,23);">T <span style="color:rgb(222,16,18);">o <span style="color:rgb(195,12,13);">s<span style="color:rgb(167,8,8);">c <span style="color:rgb(140,4,3);">a 02:26, January 9, 2016 (UTC)

Graykit let out a whimper when his paws slipped on a leaf and his chin hit the edge of his nest. 03:18, January 9, 2016 (UTC)

Eaglekit prodded his sister back. -- 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   04:05, January 9, 2016 (UTC)

Foxkit prodded her brother twice(HA) <span style="color:rgb(39,97,25);">F <span style="color:rgb(31,115,22);">l <span style="color:rgb(23,134,19);">o<span style="color:rgb(15,153,16);">r <span style="color:rgb(7,172,13);">i <span style="color:rgb(0,191,11);">a<span style="font-family:Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:14px;">  <span style="color:rgb(250,20,23);">T <span style="color:rgb(222,16,18);">o <span style="color:rgb(195,12,13);">s<span style="color:rgb(167,8,8);">c <span style="color:rgb(140,4,3);">a 11:46, January 9, 2016 (UTC)

Eaglekit wrigghed away from Foxkit, mewling in annoyance. Alderpaw went back to the place where he was originally before he'd gone to see Poppyfern and 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   20:06, January 9, 2016 (UTC)

Keeping a proud stance with his pale nose in the air, Waspflight glared at Blazefire as he went to speak with their leader. "Even put a paw on my mate, traitor, and I'll kill you on the spot." Windstorm was still irritated with his father's rambling. 21:00, January 9, 2016 (UTC)

In the den, she continued talking. " I don't know if you can hear the rumours they're spreading about me, but I'm apparently a traitor." she bit back anger that the leader's own mate was spreading discord. " I'd like to tell you that I'm leaving ScorchClan, for good. I thought I belonged here, but if my 'Clanmates' are so easily convinced I'm a traitor, I won't have myself insulted. I will never forgive them, and I'd rather you have a peaceful group of warriors here. I'm sure Redcloud and Pebblefrost will tell you more about the quest. I wanted to protect this Clan, and I will still love it, but I can no longer be part of it. May StarClan light your path, Willowstar. Thank you for being a wonderful leader, and I'm sorry we have to end like this." Without another word, Blazefire walked past camp and out of the entrance for the last time in her life. Lost souls in <span style="font-size:25px;color:#990000;font-family:brush script std;font-size:25px;text-shadow:0px 0px 2px #990000"> r e v e r i e 23:48, January 9, 2016 (UTC)

Fernpaw sat outside the camp she didn't really have anything to do since all the cats were inside talking about the quest. The thick furred she-cat then stood up and shook out her pelt, 'Might as well do something.' She thought. --Bluestar340

Redriver was rattled by her daughter's words. She watched- motionless- as her daughter left camp forever. The tabby slowly rose to her paws and left camp, wondering if she could follow Blazefire's scent trail. Lost souls in <span style="font-size:25px;color:#990000;font-family:brush script std;font-size:25px;text-shadow:0px 0px 2px #990000"> r e v e r i e 14:23, January 10, 2016 (UTC)

Fernpaw saw Blazefire leave and she tilted her head. The molly hadn't known her but she seemed nice from what Fernpaw could tell. She assumed Blazefire wouldn't want followed so she stood as she walked away into the trees. --Bluestar340

(Redriver, not Blazefire. Blazefire left a while ago, Redriver's just following her trail). Redriver kept walking with her head down, managing to find a whiff of scent- but it wasn't Blazefire's. Eyes darting through the foliage, she called: " Fernpaw?" Lost souls in <span style="font-size:25px;color:#990000;font-family:brush script std;font-size:25px;text-shadow:0px 0px 2px #990000"> r e v e r i e 14:27, January 10, 2016 (UTC)

(Oh sorry I read it wrong) Fernpaw looked and saw Redriver, "Um yeah it's me." She replied quietly. --Bluestar340

(it's fine) " What're you doing outside of camp without your mentor? I like it! You don't follow rules like some of the others back at..." she trailed off and pricked her ears. A loud, eerie wailing was coming from across FlameClan territory. (it's a human siren, telling the humans in the Twolegplace to evacuate or whatever) Lost souls in <span style="font-size:25px;color:#990000;font-family:brush script std;font-size:25px;text-shadow:0px 0px 2px #990000"> r e v e r i e 14:32, January 10, 2016 (UTC)

Fernpaw flattened her ears at the sound and her eyes narrowed. "That sounds really bad.." She said quietly looking a little bit nervous. --Bluestar340

The wailing persisted, then faded into the distance. In the silence that followed, Redriver's spine-fur began to raise. A rustling sound began. Trees began to sway as a wind blew through them. Redriver looked up. A dark section of cloud were clomping across the sky. The wind blew again, stronger this time, and Redriver nearly lost her footing. Lost souls in <span style="font-size:25px;color:#990000;font-family:brush script std;font-size:25px;text-shadow:0px 0px 2px #990000"> r e v e r i e 14:42, January 10, 2016 (UTC)

Fernpaw fell down as the wind blew she was a smaller cat so this wasn't going well for her. "R-Redriver.. what do we do?" She asked sounding very scared this time. --Bluestar340

Redriver grabbed her scruff. " I-I..." she mumbled, eyes darting everywhere. Redriver jumped as thunder rumbled in the distance, and fat raindrops stung her muzzle. Her eyes widened as she saw a twisting funnel of cloud on the horizon, spinning towards the Twolegplace. " Run!" she yowled, dragging Fernpaw along. Lost souls in <span style="font-size:25px;color:#990000;font-family:brush script std;font-size:25px;text-shadow:0px 0px 2px #990000"> r e v e r i e 14:59, January 10, 2016 (UTC)

Fernpaw's eyes widened in fear and shock she then shook her head and ran beside Redriver her ears were flat against her head and her eyes were narrowed against the wind and rain. "Do we run back to camp?" She yowled over the wind. --Bluestar340

" Yes! We have to tell- ack!" Redriver yelped, as another gust of wind flung her sideways. She slammed her paws into the ground, just managing to not knock over Fernpaw. " Back to camp!" Lost souls in <span style="font-size:25px;color:#990000;font-family:brush script std;font-size:25px;text-shadow:0px 0px 2px #990000"> r e v e r i e 15:05, January 10, 2016 (UTC)

Fernpaw looked worriedly at her and then she gasped as she got knocked into a tree. The small cat struggled to her paws and spit blood out of her mouth and then she caught up with her again. (Her lip is split it'll be fine though) --Bluestar340

" Fernpaw!" Redriver shrieked, horrified at the sight of blood. The loud wind snatched away her voice. She looked fearfully over her shoulder, seeing the funnel bear down on the Twolegplace. Redriver pushed Fernpaw along, until they reached camp. " Evacuate!" she screamed. Lost souls in <span style="font-size:25px;color:#990000;font-family:brush script std;font-size:25px;text-shadow:0px 0px 2px #990000"> r e v e r i e 15:14, January 10, 2016 (UTC)

Fernpaw looked gratefully at Redriver, "Thank you.. also it's not as bad as it looks." She meowed her words sounded somewhat slurred but they were still easily understood. --Bluestar340

" No... problem..." Redriver wheezed. Her panicked eyes darted around camp. " There's something coming! We must leave!" Lost souls in <span style="font-size:25px;color:#990000;font-family:brush script std;font-size:25px;text-shadow:0px 0px 2px #990000"> r e v e r i e 15:21, January 10, 2016 (UTC)

Fernpaw nodded and looked around for Redcloud and Scarletclaw blood still dripped from her lip. --Bluestar340

(justgoingtosayshegotherwarriorname) Coastwave didn't even react, her eyes dull, as if she was a hollow shell of her former self. Without a word, she fell into the mud, dead. 15:24, January 10, 2016 (UTC)

Redcloud and Scarletclaw quickly spotted their daughter in the mass panic in camp, their fur and whiskers being blown around by the winds. Their ears flat to their heads, they scurried over to Fernpaw, weaving through their Clanmates. "Fernpaw! Fernpaw, thank goodness you're alright!" Scarletclaw said, licking the blood from the apprentice's lip. Redcloud stood silently, watching his mate with their daughter, occasionally glancing up at the swirling clouds, not quite sure how the Clan was going to protect itself against the angry sky. <span style="">16:10, 01/10/2016

"I'm fine, Redriver helped me but we need to get out.." She meowed loudly over the wind. The apprentice then looked up fearfully, "Are we going to die today..?" She muttered. --Bluestar340

"No," Redcloud meowed sternly. "We're not. We should... We need to find someplace flat, and lay as flat as we can, or we need to find burrows; rabbit, fox, anything. Other animals are just as scared as we are, so we should be able to work together to survive," Redcloud noted, looking up at the dark sky, then to his surroundings. Scarletclaw nodded. "We should get out of the camp; there's too many trees around us, and they can fall and crush us. We should tell this to Willowstar... THough I'm not sure it will save everyone," the ginger and white she-cat said, flattening her ears, her eyes so wide the whites were showing. <span style="">17:12, 01/10/2016

Cheetahspirit sat in camp, zoning out as water flooded near. "Cheetahspirit!" Robinwing yowled, leaping through a large slash of trees. A Cheetahspirit flicked an ear before pausing to groom her pelt, watching horrified as a small tree collapsed on the edge of her paw. Yowling, she slowly hauled herself out, a larger tree slowly getting ready to collapse. "Move!" Robinwing yowled, coughing up buckets of water. He grabbed her paws and shoved her away from the large tree, soon collapsing from exhaustion. The tree fell on top of him, leaving Robinwing to yowl and suddenly freeze.

Pebblefrost froze, watching Robinwing slowly die. "Move, move! We can't stay in the territory much longer, or we'll all meet our demise. Follow me!"  sticks and stones may break my bones but words just might kill me. 17:24, January 10, 2016 (UTC)

Leopardclaw flattened her ears as the howling seemed to amplify with each second. Getting out seemed like a wonderful idea, but she only hoped that someone else had a plan for where they were going to. 17:31, January 10, 2016 (UTC)

Willowstar was dangerously close to kitting, the queen trotting out of camp and knowing that she'd be having her kits in the storm. "Get to higher ground, head for the mountains!" She glanced up at the towering rocks, the pains of kitting approaching. ''Oh StarClan, not now! Please wait, my lovely babies, wait...''  T r y     t o     b e     a   R A  I  N  B  O  W     </span>   i n     s o m e o n e' s     c l o u d   17:34, January 10, 2016 (UTC)

" Just go! Get out of its path!" Redriver shrieked, then ran over to her kitting leader. Lost souls in <span style="font-size:25px;color:#990000;font-family:brush script std;font-size:25px;text-shadow:0px 0px 2px #990000"> r e v e r i e 17:42, January 10, 2016 (UTC)

Mistcloud, now officially a warrior, raced after the group of cats with her blue eyes round. At this moment, I wish I was back at my dump of a 'home'! Waspflight gazed at his mate with round eyes. "W-Willowstar!" 18:03, January 10, 2016 (UTC)

Fernpaw nodded and pressed close to them, "A-Are you sure? I don't want to die.." She meowed to Redcloud and Scarletclaw. --Bluestar340

Willowstar's chest heaved and her eyes widened as her kitting began. She screamed her pain and shut her eyes, a tom being born, a dark gray, nearly black tom. The queen opened her eyes for a single second, the image locked in her mind: the funnel. T r y    t o     b e     a   R A  I  N  B  O  W     </span>   i n     s o m e o n e' s     c l o u d   18:09, January 10, 2016 (UTC)

Redriver stood beside Willowstar. The queen was strong and didn't require her immediate assistance, though she hoped the leader would finish soon. Lost souls in <span style="font-size:25px;color:#990000;font-family:brush script std;font-size:25px;text-shadow:0px 0px 2px #990000"> r e v e r i e 18:20, January 10, 2016 (UTC)

Alderpaw was annoyed that his ceremony had been cut off, but this was not the time. "The kits!" he yowled, bursting into the nursery and grasping Eaglekit in his jaws. Smokeash helped flee with his parents: his sister was nowhere to be seen. -- 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   20:05, January 10, 2016 (UTC)

Orcapaw was still. The sight of the storm scared her and made her ears hurt. She closed her copper eyes to try and regain some sense of her surroundings. But all she could hear was the fear and terror. The young apprentice opened her eyes again and looked for her mentor. Since she had no family he was the closest cat to her. She saw him near Willowstar, so the young cat slowly approached. Her voice wasn't loud enough over the storm, but she hoped that the leader was alright. 23:31 Sun Jan 10

Bloompaw looked for her Clanmates. 20:26, January 11, 2016 (UTC)

Willowstar was losing her strength, the queen shivering before her final kit was born. Cyclonekit and Patherkit...  T r y     t o     b e     a   R A  I  N  B  O  W     </span>   i n     s o m e o n e' s     c l o u d   22:16, January 11, 2016 (UTC)

Bloompaw sat down with her Clanmates. "Is Willowstar alright?" she asked any cat. 23:03, January 11, 2016 (UTC)