Posts by ~ Swiftstrike ~

Emberflame blinked and looked at the rogue, her tail flicking over her paws. "We should bring you back to camp if you're not fit to walk back home. Let's wait for the others." [low muse]

Emberflame followed the patrol, pride welling inside of her at the sight of the clan working together. Ah, she was glad she was born here. Stretching her legs, the red tabby followed.

OOC: Maybe you should start an official rogue anti-clan and then come back once you have members.

Emberflame waited casually for the others to arrive. [tracking]

OOC: I'm lost, and if this is between BloodClan and the Elite it shouldn't be in the ThunderClan board.

OOC: Um, so they aren't with the Elite?

Emberflame flicked her tail. "Whatever this cat is doing here, well, it doesn't matter. He shouldn't be here in the first place, so we are going give you a chance to leave in peace." Emberflame grunted, her ears swiveled back at the tom. They could always keep him prisoner if he declined. ThunderClan could always use some extra information.

Emberflame stared ahead, emotionless and numb. Red mist clouded her eyes as the rogues began to pad towards them for collection. Instantly, claws met her back as she was flung to the ground and grabbed by the scruff. Three rogues hauled her away from the camp and into the forest, muttering amongst themselves. One of the cats, a muscular tom, slammed her into a dingy, small hollow. "Stay there until dawn. Then your mentors will arrive." He snarled, then stalked away.

Back in the clearing, the other rogues aimed to do the same to the other tributes.

OOC: May I RP as Emberpaw here instead of Jay? Sorry I was so busy this week.

OOC: I'll be Emberkit the friend. XD

The lithe ginger and white she-kit scuffled out of the nursery, her amber eyes scanning the snow for the others. They couldn't have gone far. Leaping above the tufts of white, Emberkit finally spotted Lionkit pouncing on snowflakes. She darted forward and aimed to playfully knock him to the ground, gaze unwavering from her "prey". "Got you!" She mewed, sitting upright in the snow.

OOC: WOOO MY SUGGESTION XDDD

Emberflame blinked up at Patches, her amber eyes warm and approving of the loyal loner who was soon to become a true WaveClanner. [track]

Emberflame padded up to the group of excited kits, amber eyes unwavering from the mouse in the center. "Stop! This mouse is loyal to ThunderClan. It doesn't matter if he's cat or mouse, dog or wolf, as long as you're willing to give your service here, you're always accepted." She meowed, her tail flicking. "Brightkit, I think it's a smart idea to watch over him though. Any cat could mistake him for dinner." It was the truth. Some dopey feline could see him scampering around and gobble him up without a second thought.

OOC: all the characters taken? :(

OOC: The cats are all in the same hollow. I'm assuming.

Emberflame blinked as the others arrived, her amber eyes sullen but still ablaze with her fire. She was surprised the screeching mass of her clanmates hadn't been killed by now. They probably would have, if they weren't supposed to be going to the Games. Shade was probably too lazy to choose new ones, so he wanted to keep them in top shape before the event. Sighing inwardly, the ginger tabby lifted her head to look at the sky. It was almost dawn, that was the time they would recieve a short training sessions before being judged, then finally going to the Warrior Games.

The rogues aimed to drag Ravenmoon, Trojanpaw, and Featherwish into the hollow. The rogue back at camp snarled and charged for Flamebreeze, aiming to slash his muzzle and shove a twoleg cloth over his head. Maybe then he would be able to get this furball into the hollow.

"Think before you charge, fox-dung. We'll be here to shred your ears again if you waltz back in here." Emberflame sneered. She just wanted to annoy these BloodClan cats for her own entertainment. "You weaklings better learn from this and stick to your own territory!"

[low muse]

Emberflame stretched her neck out to touch Dapplepaw's a purr rising inside of her.

[low muse]

OOC: Sorry for the inactivity! I think i'll make a new Waveclan thread soon so we can get some new members on here.

Emberflame stood over her leader's dead body, her heart welling with grief. The leader didn't deserve to die, she deserved a long, happy life. The rogues had ripped it all away from her. The rogue leader, his fury, his cruelty....

Shaking her head, the ginger tabby deputy lifted her head. "We must sit vigil for her tonight. I will go to the moonpool with Cloverwing."

So now this was it. The time she would step up to take Wavestar's place. The time where she would lead the clan by the sea to everlasting freedom and glory. Breathing hard, she turned back to her warriors with a glimmer in her eyes. Ens meant new beginning, however sad they were.

Emberflame grumbled. "Why don't we bring her to Moxiestar and see what she thinks. Maybe we could trade this cat in for a high position of BloodClan. Or we could just get information. Let's go."The ginger tabby padded away from the group, her tail flicking.

OOC: Should we put a capturing thread in the Leader's den?

OOC: Sorry I had a soccer tournament. Dafo I beat your highscore in Llama Duck. I got 122!

Ember blinked at the kittypets begging her to eat her fresh-kill. Usually she'd say no, chase them off, and claw their ears off for their own good. But this was different, she felt a small twinge of protectiveness inside of her that she could not stifle for the kittypets.

"Uh, sure. Each of you take a rabbit. Maybe i'll show you how to hunt after." Maybe that would keep 'em quiet for a bit. Resting her head down, Ember gently pawed over three large rabbits, one for each of them. The ginger tabby crouched down and began to eat.

OOC: Okay, after the trip to the Moonpool the new thread will be made.

Emberflame looked down at the breath-taking pool below her, sparkling and crystal clear, reflecting the moon. The WaveClan deputy placed her paws in the imprints of the spiral rocks, feeling the presence of StarClan walking alongside her as she headed down after her Medicine Cat, Cloverwing.

Although she felt a bit nervous, the scents and sights of StarClan reassured her as she kept Cloverwing in her sight. The ginger tabby sprang down from the last rock, smoothly crossing the stone and stopping at the edge of the pool. "What should I do now?" She questioned, unable to take her gaze off of the mesmerizing water.

OOC: Bump for other Roleplayers.