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Emberstream narrowed her eyes against the glaring sun as she walked out of the warrior den. She looked around for any others that were in the clearing
Flareheart stalked into camp with a few mice
‘HEY, EMBERSTREAM!” Bluestone yowled, padding towards her.
Emberstream turned to Bluestone, “Yes?” She asked
“Want to go hunting?”
“sure!” Emberstream meowed, walking toward the entrance of camp
-Nature’speaker-
The she flattened her ears in annoyance, she had had enough of listening to a bunch of plants and animals complain all day, one rabbit even complained she was to slow to run away from! She let out a low growl, “I’ll be in the forest if anyone needs me.” She called, walking grumpily into the pines.
~Flareheart~
The she-cat walked in the Forest when she bumped into (insert name here)
(Bearkit)
“Hey! What are you doing here!” Bearkit yelled, trying to hide the scent of the fox. I’m TRYING TO DO SOMETHING!” Bear snarled. Bear knew she was more powerful that anyone, she had foxes to protect her
(also, Bearkit can talk to animals, but has extreme fondness with foxes, and is cunning, and rude, and the foxes are her best friends)
~Flareheart~
“Get out of my way kit” snapped Flareheart. but then smiled.
“Are you doing something secret?” she said slyly.
“No-noo, Why would you think that,” said bear. Flareheart narrowed her eyes.
“And that’s why you totally don’t smell like foxes,” she said.
“You know I can tell if you’re lying little kit”
“and quite frankly You are screaming it, so how about you tell me the truth, before I find it out myself”
Bearkit hissed at her, “I do what I want! It’s because of your stupid clan that I’m WORTHLESS. And no, I am doing nothing.”
“Wait… your in the clan?” Flareheart asked.
“Yeah… UGH it’s so ANNOYING!” Bearkit said.
“Who are you?” Flareheart asked.
“Why should I tell you?” Bearkit growled
~Flareheart~
The she-cat laughed.
“Because if you don’t tell me I’ll wiggle in your measly little brain and claw the information out of it” she threatened.
(Your brain isn’t actually measly, I don’t mean to offend in any way, this is only meant in the roleplay)
“Who are you calling measly?” Bearkit snarled, “You’ll regret it!”
Bearkit barked, and three foxes came up and cornered Flareheart.
Flareheart climbed up a tree, but the foxes injured her a bit.
“Why you think you can be controlling?” Bearkit growled.
“Kit. Now. Make these foxes go.” Flareheart said.
“No. Why?” Bearkit said
~Flareheart~
“Because if you don’t I’ll burn your mind, I’ll crawl in and I’ll make you forget you even exist” she growled, she wasn’t bluffing, the kits memories would be small, making it easier to burn it all in the short amount of time she had inside. though her leg was slightly bleeding she didn’t feel pain. She didn’t care if it was a kit, she’d claw it’s ears off the second she had the chance to.
Bearkit rolled her eyes, and the foxes disappeared, “Happy?” she snarled
~Flareheart~
“Oh trust me, you have no clue what will make me happy right now” she growled then jumped off of the tree. and stalking of.
“Dumb kit” she muttered under her breath.
“What did you call me?” Bearkit growled, “Do you want me to call my foxes?”
She got prepared to bark
Bearkit wandered out of ShadowClan camp, very bored. There, she saw a fox group.
“Heyyyy, foxxxes!” Bearkit barked to them.
“Hey! Bear, you found us!” the foxes barked back.
Bear rolled her eyes, “I always do!”
“Hey, can you do something for me?” Bear barked
“Yeah! Anything! You know, we’ve attacked your previous clan before!” the foxes barked.
Emberstream walked back into camp, a shrew and mouse in her mouth, “The prey seems to be running well.” She meowed to herself, dropping the prey on the pile, “I spotted two mice on the way back.” She looked around for someone to talk to
Honeysnap walked into camp with a large squirrel in his mouth for Ivywhisker. He knew he wasn’t a hunter, but he could probably charm his way out of trouble. Honeysnap continued walking until he had to readjust his grip on the squirrel, and -insert name here- bumped into him. “Watch where you’re going,” he said calmly, because nothing ever seemed to rattle him.
Emberstream jumped and stared at him, “You aren’t a hunter.” she meowed, voice edged with surprise.
~Flareheart~
The she-cat lay on her back staring at the sky. with no battles or information to gather she was useless. she frowned then she heaved herself to her paws. she could hear Emberstream and Honeysap but she knew quite well that Emberstream was on her own, she just hoped Emberstream knew too.
~Belugasong~
The she-cat stared longingly at Flareheart. was it time to move on and forget? she shook her head, No way was she going to forget. but then again, everyone else did so why couldn’t she.
Emberstream glanced around with a odd expression on her face. She sighed and walked off into the woods, tears welling up. She shook her head and went deeper into the forest, trying to clear memories
Nightclaw would watch the battle go on with a chuckle to herself. “Fools.” She would spat bitterly. She knew she could freeze the battle and stop it, but enjoyed watching them suffer
Claimed. I just want to say, thank you, Flareheart, for hosting the roleplaying that went on on this page! I will forever treasure the memories!
– Emberstream
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Hi, Snowdrift! I already claimed this page, sorry!
This will now be used for the LilacClan ShadeClan roleplay!