Memories

[Smokeleaf]

"Wait, wait!" Roantail called after her, stealing a quick glance at Amberheart. Wasn't she going to disagree? They couldn't really do this. He was just saying that to make Molten feel better, a sudden spurt of revolutionary ideals. Still, it would be nice to see more than just the darkness of the volcano... maybe see what else lived in the world...
"I mean," he added hastily, "if we are going to do this, we need to be smart about it. We're not allowed to leave the volcano. That's against the word of the Eternal, and that could mean..."
He didn't dare say the word.
"I think what we need is a distraction. If Eternalstorm catches us, who knows what could happen. We have to sneak out while he's distracted, and make sure he doesn't notice us. And we can't just go waltzing out the main entrance. We have to find another way. Maybe... after the accident, the Sky Charter's den has been empty. I think it's possible we could get out that way.
"Now, a distraction.... I don't suppose you've seen Sunkit lately? He might be just the chaos we need."


ooc: Causti's absence is excused, but I don't know exactly when she's coming back. I don't know if Darkie's willing to come back... And I don't know about Night or Lighty. Let's wait for winter break when everyone has a little more time, and if they're not back by then, I'll shoot them a quick email to see what's up.

[Molten]

"I'll go get him," Molten said. She was really excited to leave the volcano. She was starting to pant from running, so she took a few deep breaths before sprinting to the nursery.

Sunkit was sleeping, but he woke up because Molten screamed his name. He opened his tired eyes, and asked, "...What?", wanting to go back to sleep. "You are on a mission. Eternalstorm wants to see you, he misses you. Go show him your new fighting moves you tought yourself or something," Molten said. Sunkit looked up, eyes sparkling and asked, "He likes me?" Molten nodded, so he followed her order, excited, making happy squeals.

((Yay. Thank you x3))

[TrickyJinxy]

Amberheart's face went pale. She was stunned to hear Roantail say that they could leave the volcano. Her eyes went wide and she stared at Roantail like he was crazy. Amberheart tried to speak quickly and quietly before Molten came back with Sunkit as the distraction.
"Roantail... y-you can't be serious..?" Amberheart asked him and her ears went flat against her head. "We'll be in major trouble if Eternalstorm found out." She whispered. Amberheart felt like an apprentice who had just been dared to go jump into the volcano herself! "We'll probably be cursed or something if we left. No one has ever left the volcano before! Not for a long time, at least. And I'm sure that those who leave will experience some kind of... voo-doo magic curse thing and die or something!"
It was hard to tell what would really happen if they did leave since no one really ever did leave the volcano. At least not that Amberheart knew of.

But Amberheart had to admit, she had always wondered what the world was like outside of the volcano. Like what forests were like to hunt in and the feel of bark between her claws as she would climb up a tree. Amberheart tried not to show the anxious feeling she had, but her tail was flicking nervously which gave it away. It felt like it was grasping at her gut with claws of envy.

OOC: Lol, yes. Voo-doo Magic Curse Thing. XD

[Molten]

Molten was angry. She walked closer to Amberheart "Stop trying to convince us to stay inside, softie!" she hissed, hoping Roantail wouldn't hear. Her bloodstained claws struck Amberheart's face. Molten was angry and hopeless. She sighed. Now she would be stuck here for the rest of her life. She would have to eat dirt and drink her spit. How would she breathe though? Her bright eyes faded to a duller color, and when she coughed, you could hear sadness in her voice. Nope, that wasn't the last cough. Molten wanted to die. Flaming Eternal, if you do exist, then just let me out of this stupid volcano, she thought, please don't punish me and Roantail, or else I'll rip your imaginary head off.

Molten wondered why she was even praying to the Flaming Eternal. But she was so mad. She could now remember some of their rules. Rediculous rules. How come she forgot everything she wanted to remember, and remembered everything she wanted to forget? Molten just wanted to die and put herself out of her misery.

[TrickyJinxy]

OOC: Uhh... Amberheart said all that before Molten came back. -.- There was no way Molten could have heard her, but whatever..

IC: Amberheart let out a yip of pain as Molten slashed at her face. The first thing she did out of instinct was to stumble back quickly. 'Wh-..w-...hy-..' Amberheart even stuttered in her thoughts and scrambled back a bit more before falling onto her rump. Molten had diced her claws right over her left eye and now it was bleeding and Amberheart couldn't open it. It wasn't as painful as some of the things Amberheart had endured, but it still was extremely painful.
Her left eye was bleeding and shut tightly and her right eye's vision was blurred from the shock of being clawed by Molten. Molten, of all cats! Amberheart had shown sympathy toward her and just didn't want to get in trouble, and Molten slashed at her eye for it?! She was still too shocked for words, her right eye opened wide in fear and shock. Normally Amberheart would try to defend herself, or say something, but she completely wasn't expecting Molten to just come up and scratch her! Amberheart's jaw dropped open as if she was trying to speak, but she couldn't seem to find the words as she just sat there, feeling paralyzed and staring into space with her one good eye.

[Smokeleaf]

ooc: I wish I had posted sooner. Now I'm even more confused.
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Roantail leapt back in shock at the blood spurting from Amberheart's eyes. Suddenly, he regretted his idea. It was crazy enough on its own, but their mission out of the volcano would be far worse if the journey included an unstable cat such as Molten. Still, Molten had already retrieved Sunkit, and as long as the Eternal was distracted.

Eternalstorm did more stuff. So did Roantail, and Gingernose.

[TrickyJinxy]

Amberheart's vision in her one good eye was even going blurry after a few moments from blood loss. What was Roantail doing, sitting around? Wasn't he going to help her? But then it ran through Amberheart's head that he must've been just as shocked as she was. She scooted a little bit more away from Molten, petrified. Amberheart didn't want to start a fight, but if Molten took even one step closer to her, Amberheart knew she'd go absent-minded and attack Molten. Hey, you'd be fricken scared too if you were bleeding from your eye right now.

After losing a lot more blood from her eye, Amberheart finally felt as though she would pass out at the world became blurred and sketched around her. She felt really dizzy and nearly fell onto her side a few times. Amberheart tried to stand up and stay stable, but she felt as though she were about to keel over. Blood trickled down her face from her clawed eye. Even though she wasn't bleeding horribly in an "Oh my GOD she is going to die, WHAT DO WE DO!?" kind of way, it still wasn't a good feeling to have blood seeping into your pelt.. especially when it was your own blood. 'Wh....ere... is she...?' Amberheart thought and glanced around wearily, tail between her legs. She felt so dizzy by now that she couldn't even see.

OOC: This is exactly how I felt at Molten's house one day when I sliced my thumb with a steak knife. ;) Good times, eh, Molten?

[Molten]

(( oh yea i remember. when that happened I thought you were being dramatic because i once got a cut on my foot that was bleeding for 4 days straight and i didnt even cry. xP If you lookd at my cut from a certain angle, you could see my bone. Not pretty. ))

Molten was still a bit impatient. Amberheart was holding her up. She was now brainwashed by her hunger and thirst. Expecially thirst though. Molten's blood was probably almost solid now because she had nearly no water, and she could feel her heart beat harder and harder. Molten felt her stomach digesting itself. This made her think of why she was wasting her time thinking when she could already be eating. "Now lets get out of here," she firmly whispered, "Eternalstorm should be distracted. Amberheart doesn't have to come with us." She signaled Roantail with her tail. Molten was already planning the escape iin her head, and was excited to find food and see her old surroundings again, which she had forgotten. Ugh, stop thinking about food, she told herself.

[Smokeleaf]

ooc: 0_0 Steak knives? Four days straight? I don't even know what to say...You're not a hemophiliac, are you? Scary.
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While his Clanmates were growing more and more frustrated by the second, Roantail could do nothing but tremble in fear of the situation. Then again, it wasn't really fear. It was a sensation of helplessness, for lack of a better word. A mix of frustration, shock, and an empathy-sympathy hybrid. In hindsight, Roantail knew he should have rushed to Amberheart's aid, stopped the bleeding, and then turned to Molten and tried to figure out exactly what the heck was wrong with her, but hindsight is twenty-twenty. Your vision isn't quite so clear when staring in the face of a frantic, bleeding she-cat who was just the victim of a senseless but completely accidental attack.

Meanwhile, Eternalstorm did more stuff, unknowingly waiting for the arrival of a certain kit who hopefully will roleplay a little bit just for the sake of more action. Yes?

[TrickyJinxy]

OOC: ...Hemophiliac...? Is that... like.. the same thing as a homosexual or something.......? ._.;

IC:
When Amberheart finally came to her senses and snapped out of her shock, she was more frightened than in pain. Her dizziness suddenly disappeared as fright and anger came over her. Not the kind of anger when you're so mad you rip someone's head off, but the kind of anger you get when you have an "Okay, what the hell was that for!?" moment. Amberheart felt a pang of disapproval at Molten's actions, but now was not the time to lecture her about how horrible it was that she attacked someone who was only time to help. She was bleeding!

Roantail was obviously not going to help her any time soon, as he must've been in a daze as well, so she weakly began to try to limp away. I say limp, because she hardly had any feeling in her paws at all from blood-loss. Amberheart tried to get away as fast as possible to get help, but she, again, was still weak, so she fumbled and tripped once before standing up and trying to continue to trudge on for help.
Whether Roantail or Molten were going to help or not, Amberheart was getting the heck outta that area! She didn't want Molten and Roantail to get in trouble with the Eternal, but if Roantail wanted to go, it was his decision to get in trouble. For now, Amberheart knew she had to focus on fixing her wound. 'Oh gosh.. I just hope I still.. can see.' Amberheart thought, her good eye widening as it occured to her. What if she lost all vision in that eye!? Would she ever be able to be a warrior to her full extent again? Amberheart stopped not too far away from Roantail and Molten as an anxious and worried feeling filled her. She knew she had to get better, but if she got help and someone told her that she couldn't see anymore...

'No...no! It's... not too big of a wound, is it?...... No.. maybe not.. it's.... kind of hard to tell.' Amberheart didn't want to even think of it, but it was hard not to. The blood trickling down her cheek felt more like ice against her pelt than liquid as this point. It was a hollow feeling. Very cold.

[Molten]

(( She's not emo, we were carving pumpkins xP Hemophiliac is when you can't scab. The reason I wasn't scabbing was because my cut was so deep and I kept bumping it, and re-bandaging it and I didn't show my parents my cut so I never got stitches. So I have a really bumpy Y-shaped scar there now which I'm very proud of. ))

Molten was getting REALLY impatient now! She coughed out a lump of musuc-covered ash from her throat. It was like a hairball. Her stomach made a really loud grumbling noise. Molten at first thought someone was talking to her. "I'm going without you two," Molten finally said, and rushed around the volcano. Where was the exit? She tried to think of how she got in here.... the top? It's pretty tiring to claw your way to the top, she thought... it was surprising she couuld still think. Molten had an idea... a rather stupid one. ...Would fur tide her over?

Molten started to eat the fur on her furry, normal paw. It didn't help the hunger at all. She groaned, "If I can't find any food I'll eat one of you!" Now she was starting to go crazy. Her heart was pounding with frustration. It was worth a try to cliimb to the top of the volcano. So Molten tried, and at full-speed too, but slid down. She panted... really heavily too, than looked at Roantail and Amberheart with crazy hunger blazing in her eyes. "Red....... water....." she panted, and ran over to Amberheart. Thank god she didn't scab up yet. "Give........ me.......... some........" she muttered.

((I'm losing my ability to roleplay ))

[Smokeleaf]

ooc:I figured you weren't.... umm... I'm sorry. I feel like I'm commenting where I shouldn't be. I'll just step back and stop interrupting your conversation. Sorry. ) =
By the way, there's no medicine cat for BlazeClan, so I'm not exactly sure what to do.....
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Again, Roantail watched on in horror. The blood wasn't stopping, and Molten was growing frantic and impatient..... He listened as the confused she-cat made her morbid request, and bit back his shock. Without warning, his knees grew weak and his stomach was queasy, and then he felt as if he were wobbling uncontrollably, about to keel over on the ground and... and...
"Stop!" he yowled suddenly, and the feeling rushed back into his legs. Panting, he took a few steps forward toward Amberheart. The fear-scent surrounding her was distinct, and Roantail could only imagine the horrors going through her head. He flicked his tail impatiently as he quickly surveyed the wound.
"Molten," he muttered, just loudly enough for her to hear, "you're from the outside world. Tell us what to do. How do we stop this bleeding? Once we've got this under control, we can, euh, leave. Find the prey and the water and what not. But first thing's first: we need to get this fixed."

[Molten]

(( its OK xD ))

Molten was about to lap the blood out from Amberheart's eye (red water xD) but she flinched when Roantail said, "stop!" She turned to him and tried to think. But she had almost no memories of the outside world. She paused..... Molten would have to help Amberheart in order to go outside, right? So she ripped the rest of her fuur from her good paw off and put them on Amberheart's eye as a bandage. Her fur would grow back anyway. "That should soak up he blood...." Molten said. She felt thirty and guilty that she couldn't drink her blood. But now she could go outside at least. She was excited.

((shortest post i remember making))

[TrickyJinxy]

OOC: I know cats can't cry in rl... but... can they get watery eyes? ._.? And I think Imma make a medicine cat charrie, since there is no other meds.

IC:
Finally someone was helping Amberheart! It stung a bit when Molten suddenly pressed the fur to her eye, but she just stood still and eventually laid down until she regained her strength. The blood inside Amberheart was bubbling with worry. She preyed to the Flaming Eternal that she could still see out of that eye. "..I'll.. be alright.... right?" Amberheart asked Roantail and Molten, worry filling her eyes as they began to water. She seemed to ask them as though she thought they'd even know. Maybe.. maybe she would be okay after all?

Amberheart let a small whimper pass as she waited frightfully for one of them to answer her. She crossed one paw over the other and rested her chin on her paws, curling her soft, fluffy tail around her. 'Please tell me I'll be okay... please.' She thought. 'Oh Flaming Eternal, have mercy... Please help me recover..' Amberheart prayed silently and closed her good eye since... well, her other eye was already closed and she was afraid to open it.
She was still angry at Molten, but what was she going to do? Was she going to try to attack her when she could barely see? Besides, Amberheart wasn't the kind of cat who had a lust for rage and revenge.
The very pretty tortoishell she-cat was now half-soaked in blood, so she began to quickly clean herself off. As Molten had the fur covering her eye, she began to stop bleeding. So now was a good time to make herself all pretty again. Amberheart lapped at her fur and finally got all the blood off of her before it stained, and she felt much better now that she wasn't covered in red.

[Smokeleaf]

ooc: The problem isn't that no one will PLAY the MC, it's that BlazeClan doesn't HAVE a MC. I've said it before and I'll say it again, BlazeClan is really messed up, but I don't have the "power" to decide what we can and can't do. I'm already hoping that Night won't get upset about us leaving the volcano (should we actually do that, which it sounds like we will). If you want a medicine cat, though, EmberClan needs one, or there's lots of other unclaimed BlazeClan positions. *pokes sidebar*
Well... they have eyelids, so I guess that implies they can have watery eyes. I don't know much about the anatomy of a cat. Even if they can't, it doesn't really matter since we're not exactly realistic. (eg. cats can't sing, cats can't survive in a volcano w/out food and water, they can't eat burning embers, etc.)
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Molten's methods seemed to Roantail rather unconventional, but seeing as he didn't know either way, he supposed it didn't make a difference. And anyhow, Amberheart was clearly feeling a lot better, so what did it matter? Still, even through her pointed relief, there appeared to be a slight concern hidden in the she-cat's eyes, one that Roantail couldn't quite comprehend. Was she afraid of going outside? Had she lost so much blood, she couldn't move? Once she had closed her good eye, however, he understood.
"You're going to be alright," he blurted out. Roantail was rather surprised himself, and wasn't sure he believed the words he'd said, but he was certain they'd make Amberheart feel better. It was just a small wound, after all. He and Molten had been fighting only moments before, and neither of them seemed to be at any risk of not being able to fulfill their warrior duties. Surely, then, Amberheart would be alright. Wouldn't she be?