Tribe of Erupting Volcanoes/Roleplay

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Rain started at Skiiper, unimpressed. That's not how you talk to a Tribe leader... she thought, narrowing her blue eyes. --The Ash  Fa l  l  s     Down  21:38, April 12, 2015 (UTC)

(Skiiper? AHAHAHAHAHAH) Skipper waited for Lava to respond. Thun der  heart  21:39, April 12, 2015 (UTC)

(Typo whoooops) Smoke stared at Skipper. Why was there a rogue in the camp? --The Ash  Fa l  l  s     Down  21:41, April 12, 2015 (UTC)

Wolf looked at Smoke, daring him to say something. Wolf was tired and starving, so he could not think straight. Thun der  heart  21:43, April 12, 2015 (UTC)

Smoke ignored Wolf, and he turned around, and tail high, padded into the Soldier's den. --The Ash  Fa l  l  s     Down  21:45, April 12, 2015 (UTC)

Lava took a step forward to lock his gaze with Skipper's. "Your name doesn't seem familiar, perhaps your old Tribe name?" Flame star22  21:46, April 12, 2015 (UTC)

Rain flicked her tail as she moved to stand by Lava. --The Ash  Fa l  l  s     Down  21:47, April 12, 2015 (UTC)

"Bug that Skips on the Water" Skipper meowed Thun  der  heart  22:15, April 12, 2015 (UTC)

In the Soldier's den, Smoke went into his nest, and closed his eyes. --<span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: 85px 20px 0px #787878;">The <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: 85px 20px 0px #787878;">Ash  <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;color:#878787;text-shadow: -15px 20px 0px #787878;font-size:20px;">Fa l  l  s     <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: -100px 20px 0px #787878;">Down  22:59, April 12, 2015 (UTC)

Crimson led her sister back to camp, her ears flattened as she rested her tail on Red's shoulders. Red kept her head and tail low, her shoulders slumped slightly as she walked.  Sil    ver    st    ar   00:57, April 13, 2015 (UTC)

Smoke gave way to sleep. --<span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: 85px 20px 0px #787878;">The <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: 85px 20px 0px #787878;">Ash  <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;color:#878787;text-shadow: -15px 20px 0px #787878;font-size:20px;">Fa l  l  s     <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: -100px 20px 0px #787878;">Down  01:00, April 13, 2015 (UTC)

Creekshine pricked his ears. "They're back, Silver." I know I did the right thing  but no one  would ever understand  01:01, April 13, 2015 (UTC)

Silver raced to her daughters, eyes round with worry as she nuzzled them each. "Oh my little sweeties, you two had me worried sick!" She paused, noticing Red. She lowered her head to touch her nose to her daughter's ruddy ear. "Sweetie, what's wrong?"  Sil    ver    st    ar   01:02, April 13, 2015 (UTC)

Thank goodness they're back... Rain thought, shaking her head. --<span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: 85px 20px 0px #787878;">The <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: 85px 20px 0px #787878;">Ash  <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;color:#878787;text-shadow: -15px 20px 0px #787878;font-size:20px;">Fa l  l  s     <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: -100px 20px 0px #787878;">Down  01:03, April 13, 2015 (UTC)

Creekshine's ears twitched, but he walked past the family quietly. He cast a loving look to Crimson, his pelt burning with the fire that burned inside. He realised that Crimson was elegant - he saw much more than red fur. He felt bit better about his admiration towards Red and her sister. (I have a great idea for a twist of Crimson and Creekshine.) I know I did the right thing   but no one  would ever understand  02:20, April 13, 2015 (UTC)

Rain started to groom her long gray fur, lapping it with rhythmic strokes. --<span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: 85px 20px 0px #787878;">The <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: 85px 20px 0px #787878;">Ash  <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;color:#878787;text-shadow: -15px 20px 0px #787878;font-size:20px;">Fa l  l  s     <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: -100px 20px 0px #787878;">Down  03:51, April 13, 2015 (UTC)

Tilting his head, he gazed over to see Red had returned. "Red!" He cried, immediatley sprinting over to her. "What's wrong!? I heard you ran off...crying.." Flame star22  23:00, April 13, 2015 (UTC)

Waking up from his sleep, Smoke got up, and stretched. --<span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: 85px 20px 0px #787878;">The <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: 85px 20px 0px #787878;">Ash  <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;color:#878787;text-shadow: -15px 20px 0px #787878;font-size:20px;">Fa l  l  s     <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: -100px 20px 0px #787878;">Down  23:01, April 13, 2015 (UTC)

Red kept her ears flattened as she let her head rub against Lava's chin as she passed. "....nothing..." She trudged into the soldier's den before laying down with a soft thud. Crimson shook her heard sadly before making her way to her mother to speak with her.  Sil    ver    st    ar   02:57, April 14, 2015 (UTC)

Smoke padded out of the Soldier's den. Meanwhile, Rain looked up as she finished grooming her fur. --<span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: 85px 20px 0px #787878;">The <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: 85px 20px 0px #787878;">Ash  <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;color:#878787;text-shadow: -15px 20px 0px #787878;font-size:20px;">Fa l  l  s     <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: -100px 20px 0px #787878;">Down  03:09, April 14, 2015 (UTC)

Crow calmly ate a crow, watching Crimson and Silver discuss Red.  Sil    ver    st    ar   03:19, April 14, 2015 (UTC)

"What's going on?" Smoke yawned, blinking rapidly. --<span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: 85px 20px 0px #787878;">The <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: 85px 20px 0px #787878;">Ash  <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;color:#878787;text-shadow: -15px 20px 0px #787878;font-size:20px;">Fa l  l  s     <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: -100px 20px 0px #787878;">Down  04:21, April 14, 2015 (UTC)

"Hey, Red," Creekshine murmured, walking into the Soldier's den. "What's wrong?" He sighed and sat down in his old nest, purring as he rubbed his body into the feathers that lined it. "I rejoined the Tribe. But I don't have feelings for you anymore. So...I was thinking...we could just be frends?" I know I did the right thing  but no one  would ever understand  10:09, April 14, 2015 (UTC)

Rain watched Red go into the Soldier's den. She wondered why she had come back into the camp, upset... --<span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: 85px 20px 0px #787878;">The <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: 85px 20px 0px #787878;">Ash  <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;color:#878787;text-shadow: -15px 20px 0px #787878;font-size:20px;">Fa l  l  s     <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: -100px 20px 0px #787878;">Down  19:36, April 14, 2015 (UTC)

"Red!" Lava cried, flattening his ears. He trailed after her, panting slowly. "I-I don't believe you... There's something wrong, and don't deny it!" Flame star22  20:44, April 14, 2015 (UTC)

Smoke stared around the camp, confused, and waiting for a reply. --<span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: 85px 20px 0px #787878;">The <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: 85px 20px 0px #787878;">Ash  <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;color:#878787;text-shadow: -15px 20px 0px #787878;font-size:20px;">Fa l  l  s     <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: -100px 20px 0px #787878;">Down  21:13, April 14, 2015 (UTC)

"Nothings wrong guys, just....Just leave me alone..." Red responded, her ears flattened against her skull.  Sil    ver    st    ar   00:46, April 19, 2015 (UTC)

Rain's fur lifted as a chilly wind came past. --<span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: 85px 20px 0px #787878;">The <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: 85px 20px 0px #787878;">Ash  <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;color:#878787;text-shadow: -15px 20px 0px #787878;font-size:20px;">Fa l  l  s     <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: -100px 20px 0px #787878;">Down  03:14, April 19, 2015 (UTC)

Lava flattenend his ears as Red shoved past him. "Fine. But if there's anything you need, let me know." Flower sat beside Wolf, resting her head on his shoulder. "You look tired, and a little overwhelmed. You should get some sleep." Flame star22  12:11, April 19, 2015 (UTC)

A small, starving kit roamed along the edge of Tribe territory. The shekit's paws ached and her belly rumbled loudly. Pain kept striking her ferociously. The calico kit looked up at the mountain in front of her. Other cats...maybe they'll take me in... She increased her pace into a run, dodging branches and thorn bushes. As she finally made her way up the cave, Creekshine ran past, calling out, "I'm going hunting!" As he glanced back at the cave, the shekit raced up to him, only to be thrown off the cliff towards certain doom. Creekshine, however, noticed what he had done and leaped down to rescue the she kit. He caught her midway, but his body landed with a sickening CRACK!. The unnamed shekit let out a yowl, loudly screaming for help. When given the choice  between  being  right  or  being kind,  choose kind.  19:15, April 19, 2015 (UTC)

Flower raised her head, her neck fur bristling. "Did you hear that?" She murmered, giving Wolf a small nudge. "Maybe we should go check it out.." Flame star22  20:28, April 19, 2015 (UTC)

The shekit's screams faded as she panted, exhausted. Keep going! She took a deep breath and screamed at the top of her lungs, causing prey to run away from several tree lengths away. Creekshine lay unmoving, his breathing shallow and weak. ''Come on! This Tom needs you!'' The shekit let out one final scream before her voice cut off. When given the choice  between  being  right  or  being kind,  choose kind.  20:37, April 19, 2015 (UTC)

Lava wrapped his tail around his paws, shafts of light warming his dark orange pelt. Flame star22  20:48, April 19, 2015 (UTC)

Fine. The she kit scampered back up, using the ladder of sticks. "Help! A tom is injured! He needs medical care as soon as possible! He has broken several bones and needs help!" She panted, her belly growling loudly. When given the choice  between  being  right  or  being kind,  choose kind.  21:09, April 19, 2015 (UTC)

Flower raced to the kit, worry clouding her gaze. "What's wrong, little one?" Flame star22  23:50, April 19, 2015 (UTC)

"A tom-" The shekit paused to regain her breath. "A Tom jumped off the cliff to save my life. He's been seriously injured and needs medical care as soon as possible!" When given the choice  between  being  right  or  being kind,  choose kind.  23:54, April 19, 2015 (UTC)

(the owner of the mc is inactive..) "Right.." She meowed. "Unfortantly, we haven't heard from our medicine cat lately.. But I'll take you back to camp, and I'll do everything I can." Without a moments word, she picked up Creekshine and laid him on her back, sneezing every once a while from the tortioseshell kit clenched in her jaws. Flame star22  00:10, April 20, 2015 (UTC)

(someone should pick up the mc. I don't want to, though, but tbh it would be really appreciated if someone did.) Smoke Of Blazing Fire padded out of the camp, because he was bored. --<span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: 85px 20px 0px #787878;">The <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: 85px 20px 0px #787878;">Ash  <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;color:#878787;text-shadow: -15px 20px 0px #787878;font-size:20px;">Fa l  l  s     <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: -100px 20px 0px #787878;">Down  04:43, April 20, 2015 (UTC)

(I already have a mc in the other Tribe, but I've just acted like mc is active here) The unnamed shekit's belly growled loudly but she remained silent. Creekshine kept groaning in pain. It was obvious that he was broken - several bones were broken inside his body and the strength of the hit had knocked him into shock. (He'll have amnesia) When given  the choice  between  being  right  or  being kind,  choose kind.  11:03, April 20, 2015 (UTC)

(Stormver, can't you rp the mc? I really dislike it, and have no knowledge of it, so..) Flower arrived back at camp, her tail swishing as she clomped into the Healer's Den. "Holly," She muffled, dropping the two cats to take a heavy breath. "These cats need medical attention, and as soon as possible." Flame star22  20:02, April 20, 2015 (UTC)

(Alright, I'll do it. But I'm not adding anymore characters until I am comfortable with two mcs) Holly narrowed her eyes at the sight of Creekshine. "I'll take care of them," she murmured to Flower. "You should leave. I'll give you an update as soon as possible." She started running her paws along Creekshine's flank. "Several bones broken...shock showing in paws..." She tapped the tom's shoulder, causing him to shoot his eyes open. "What...Where am I? Where's Red?" Holly nodded slowly. "Amnesia." The tom started glancing around, a confused look on his face. When given the choice  between  being  right  or  being kind,  choose kind.  20:49, April 20, 2015 (UTC)

Flower flattenend her ears, nodding to Holly as she went in to take a look at the cats. Pacing, she waited for the Medicine Cats response once she was finished. Flame star22  20:56, April 20, 2015 (UTC)

"Cats of the Tribe!" Holly called from the medicine den. "Your fellow Tribemate, Creekshine, has unfortunately broken several bones, including his ribs, a paw, and shoulders. He is in a state of shock and has suffered from memory loss. The kit is very thin and hungry. Treat both of them with respect in these coming moons. Both have risked their lives for someone else." She sighed and turned back to the confused Creekshine. "Lava, come see me, please!" She nudged the calico shekit with a paw. The kit glanced up at her. "A-Are you going to hurt me?!?" Holly shook her head, and the kit sighed in relief. Creekshine was extremely confused about where he was and wondered why he wasn't in FlameClan with Stormwillow. When given the choice  between  being  right  or  being kind,  choose kind.  21:19, April 20, 2015 (UTC)

Lava pricked his ears at the alarmed call of Holly. He rose to his paws, striding into the medicine den. His pawsteps were as light as a feather, and his eyes went blank as he stared at her. "Wha-" He froze, gazing down at the injured Creekshine. "What on Tribe of Endless Hunting happend!?" Flame star22  21:33, April 20, 2015 (UTC)

"He was hurt." The tiny unnamed kit spoke up before Holly had a chance to. The medicine cat flicked her tail for the kit to continue. "He leaped off the cliff to save my life." She gazed at Lava, her belly snarling with hunger as Holly spoke. "He's got amnesia and many broken bones. Creekshine must rest for a bit." The black shecat sighed and turned to her confused patient. "Creekshine, don't you remember Lava?" The orange tabby tom hissed. "Yea, he stole Red!" Holly placed her tail on his shoulder. "Calm down. You left FlameClan." When given the choice  between  being  right  or  being kind,  choose kind.  21:44, April 20, 2015 (UTC)

Lava flattenend his ears, giving the small kit a blank gaze. "Who's this?" He asked, lifting his head to meet Holly's gaze. Flame star22  22:08, April 20, 2015 (UTC)

"I really have no idea," Holly mewed. "What's your name, little one?" The kit looked up at Holly. "I-I don't have one..my mother died at birth shortly after my father was killed. I don't have a name, but the cats out there..they call me Spirit." When given the choice  between  being  right  or  being kind,  choose kind.  23:28, April 20, 2015 (UTC)

"Well, welcome to the Tribe, little one," Lava meowed, giving the small kit an affectionate lick on the head. Flame star22  23:41, April 20, 2015 (UTC)

Spirit purred. "Wait..but if I were to stay here, wouldn't I need a formal name like Creekshine's? I really don't particulary like Spirit. It makes me sound like a ghost!" When given the choice  between  being  right  or  being kind,  choose kind.  23:47, April 20, 2015 (UTC)

Red remained in here nest, her head on her paws, Crimson's comforting words doing nothing for the poor soul. With a heavy sigh, Crimson left her sister to mourn, making her way over to Silver, calmly seating herself beside her mother. "Anything?" "...Nothing, mother, nothing'll cheer her up." Crimson replied, her ruddy ticked tabby head hanging in disappointment.  Sil    ver    st    ar   02:23, April 21, 2015 (UTC)

Smoke shook out his black-and-ginger fur as he tasted the air. Scenting a squirrel, he crouched down, and narrowed his eyes as he stalked forward. --<span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: 85px 20px 0px #787878;">The <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: 85px 20px 0px #787878;">Ash  <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;color:#878787;text-shadow: -15px 20px 0px #787878;font-size:20px;">Fa l  l  s     <span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:20px;color:#878787;text-shadow: -100px 20px 0px #787878;">Down  04:27, April 21, 2015 (UTC)

"Stormwillow!" Creekshine screamed, trying to stand. "No! You must not stand!" Holly yowled, stopping the tom from standing. She grunted as Creekshine struck her chest with a paw, claws unsheathed. Suddenly the tom slunk down, wincing. He remained confused, wondering why he felt like he had just cliff dived. When given the choice  between  being  right  or  being kind,  choose kind.  10:35, April 21, 2015 (UTC)

Crimson flattened her ears at the screeching, covering her ears with her paws with an annoyed expression. At this rate, he'll wake every nearby group of cats, and make Red go even insaner...  Sil    ver    st    ar   01:22, April 22, 2015 (UTC)