Chatterbox: Inkwell




So there are two rival clans: Aquaclan and Blazeclan ( made up. Blazeclan lives in the foothills overlooking the river on one side of the river and Aquaclan on the other side in the girders sorta marsh. They have a long rivalry against each other and tensions are growing.


1. Up to 2 cherries

2. Be fair

3 don't be OP


Just reasons I won't explain. Just because. Here's the sheet.....









Here're my characters:


Name: Flamespirit


age: 12 moons ( one year ) 

Clan: Blazeclan

appearance: Brown tabby, black paws, muzzle, stripes , and tail tip. Green eyes

habits: talks fast when excited, and is very over dramatic

personality: see habits

Position: WarrioR

Other: is secretly dating a Aquaclan warrior named Pinesong ( if someone can be him it would be awesome!), is half clan ( only she knows), and has a brother named Rockfall( once again, can someone be him?)


ok so for each clan we need

1 leader

1-2 med cats

3 warriors


we will start when all spots are filled or Monday..... Here's a slight post to get the plot rolling;




i sat on a log in the camp. It was on top of a the hugest hill. We slept in miss beds in logs and bushes. All was peaceful, and calm. The kit triplets where playing. The elders and Sparrowpaw were sharing a hare. I heard a twig snap behind me and I saw the unmistakeable smile of Rockfall in a Gorsebush.  

" Aquaclan has crossed the border. We didn't have enough cats to fight them. They're coming the main route. We have to Warn Goldstar-"


The camp erupted into chaos. 

submitted by MapleSyurp
(June 9, 2015 - 8:41 pm)

No! There are no medicine cat apprentices!

submitted by St.Owl, age Recarnated, Everywhere
(June 23, 2015 - 7:00 pm)

Someone post already!!!!!

submitted by ., age ., .
(June 23, 2015 - 6:20 pm)

Don't let this die!


I walked back to camp, a mouse, vole, squirel in my jaws, and a knick in my ear. I fought the fox too, I mean what if it went into Aquaclan territory? Silverpelt shone brightly, and the sun was long gone. I walked into camp and dropped the food into the pile. No cat was out, typical. I had been gone all day, and no cat noticed. Secretly inside I wished that some cat would be an apprentice with me two. One that I would become a warrior with. All my siblings had some cat else, so did the warriors. Grunting softly, I looked upon Silverpelt, "Was it always this way?" Stretching I padded back to my lonely apprentices den. I closed my eyes, and began to dream...

I was chasing a mouse in a field of gold. Wheat brushed my fur as I pounced on my meal. Then I heard pawsteps. I jerked my head up to see Pebblepaw. We began chasing mice, and pouning on each other. Goldenpaw came too, only a little later though. We did apprentice stuff together, and then we all layed upon the wheat gazing at the clouds. Suddenly a growl issued, and we all turned toward the source. A black hole apeared, and it began sucking the golden world into it's abyss. It began sucking us in too. I dug my claws into the ground, and  Pebblepaw began to get pulled in. I grabed her scruff, and tried to anchor her. It was to much we went spiraling into darkness, Goldenpaw clawed helplessly. Then nothing.        

I woke up, shaking. This was the fith time I had this dream. 

submitted by Buggy
(June 24, 2015 - 10:41 am)

Please don't die!

Pebblepaw: I heard Frantic yowling from the warrior's den. What in Starclans name was happening? I quickly got up and ran over to the warrior's den. "What's going on?" I looked over at Nightthorn. " It's Flamespirit's kits" The dark warrior explaned. I tried to to get a closer look but there were too many cats in the way. I yowled quietly in frustration and left the den. I sat down and quietly watched the camp entrance and dozed off.

submitted by Mother Goose, age 1392, Story book
(June 24, 2015 - 1:28 pm)


Flamspirit's kits are beauitful and tiny. They curl around Flamspirit for warmth. She purrs, happy and tired. Ignitestone and l leave her to rest.

"They are all heathly and well." l say to the cats outside the den. "Now let her rest."  They all head off the their dens. 

l walk around camp  for a bit, glazing at the sky.

l find Pepplepaw asleep on the ground. l don't distirub him but watch his gentle breathing.

submitted by Shadow Dragon
(June 24, 2015 - 2:39 pm)

pebblepaw is a she cat.

submitted by ., age ., .
(June 24, 2015 - 2:52 pm)


Kits. The kits.

breath. Your mission is simple. Wait until everybody asks you to watch the kits when they go to the gathering and.... Sssssllllleeeeeeeeepppppppp. Your not awake enough to take Lightkit, Dustkit,Dawnkit and the other two in my litter I have not named. I look at them. A Tom, he looks exactly like his father-long tail and all. The only thing different is a white chest. Vinekit. That's his name will be. The last one.... She's a whitewash silver color with a dark brown patch in her face and light brown stripes all over her. Her name...Riverkit. After the border. I drift off to sleep and dream.... It's me and the kits running around in a golden feild. And darkness seeps out from under my paws and makes the feild not sunny.... But dim and murky like the caves. I can't help  but think is capturing kits and taking them away from.... No. Now I would kill myself is someone took Dawnkit,Dustkit,Vinekit,and Riverkit from me. I wake up to a paw in my side. I open my eyes. 

" Hello." I say to Lightkit who's standing by me.

" Umm.... Can you... Can I lay with you?" She asks " I don't like the medicine cats den.  And can.... I know I am bigger by a few moons than your kits.... But.... Can you be my step mom. I just have no one else." She breaks down sobbing and I becon her with my tail. She lays besides Vinekit and dozes off. I sigh. Is this what a family is like? 


" Tradior!"

Amberstar steps up to me, head high, emotion unreadable. She looks me in the eye. " you will stay here during the gathering. But first, what secrets do you have."

" I never really liked Flamespirit." I admitted " we are friends. That's all. "

" then whose kits are they," somebody demanded.

" mine. But I don't love her. My place is here."

( 1 week later )  


its morning!

" momma! Can I-"

" no. Stay here. Your not big enough yet."

" Awwwww.. " 


okay so to recap:

Flamespirit has 4 kits: Dawnkit,Dustkit, Vinekit,and Riverkit. Pine song reveals he never loved Flanespirit. Okay if we could get a raid in the Blazeclan camp and Pinesong hurting Flamespirit and yelling at the kits. Yeah.....  

submitted by MapleSyurp
(June 25, 2015 - 8:02 am)

Could people PLEASE post? i want this rp to finish.

submitted by ., age ., .
(June 25, 2015 - 3:36 pm)


It's time for the gathering, but this time I stay behind. Pebblepaw leaves with the others. "Tell me how it goes!" I call to her, "Promise!" She yells back as she disappears through camp entrance. I lie down; few elders, Rockfall, Rainlight, and I stayed behind. I gaze upon Silverpelt, sleep pulling on my eyes. I drift off, under the stars.

I'm in a field of golden wheat, chasing and catching prey with the other apprentices. A sudden black hole appears, and I feel like I'm sluggishly being pulled downward. I can't breathe, and a soft pulling is wrapped around my paws. I hear yowls, and then I jolt awake.

The yowling is real. I stand up, fur on end. Pinesong is at the opening of the nursery. "What!?" Furry ripples in my fur, as the Aquaclan warrior enters the den. I race forward, then I get shot back by his hind legs. Yowls continue and Pinesong scuttles away. I stick my head into the nursery. Flamespirit is bleeding heavily on one side. "My kit!" she wails, "my kit! Goldenpaw save Vinekit!" I scurry after Pinesong, whose tail just disappeared behind the camp entrance. "Help, Kit theft! Pinesong stole Vinekit!" I yowl as I leave camp. I follow him across the border. I pause for a split second hating myself for not obeying the warrior code. Even so the warrior code should allow this, right? I chase after him, and we leap near Aquaclan camp. "Aquaclan help! Pinesong stole a kit! Help!" I scream at the top of my lungs. We run for a little bit more, and then he stops abruptly. He gently sets the kit down, then looks me in the eye. "All right furball, let's settle this right here and now!" He spits, and that's when we start fighting.

submitted by Buggy
(June 25, 2015 - 6:24 pm)


I had to stay behind. Rainlight insisted. Oh well. Let's go to sleep.

"Help! Kit Theft! Pineso-" I didn't hear anymore. I could see a streak of fur, and I realise Goldenpaw is right on Pinesong's tail.

"All right, furball, let's settle this right here and now!" Pinesong snarls. I jump out of the bushes as they start fighting. I grab the kit and race back.

"NIGHTTHORN!!"  Pinesong screeches, and bounds toward me. 

submitted by Danie
(June 25, 2015 - 8:17 pm)

WOOO! Hundred posts, peeps!! Just keep going, we could get this to 200!

submitted by Danie
(June 25, 2015 - 10:12 pm)


submitted by .
(June 27, 2015 - 11:31 am)

Can someone post? I would but I posted recently.

submitted by Mother Goose, age 1392, Story book
(June 27, 2015 - 5:06 pm)

I just have too, but I'll go again anyway.


I padd silently along with my Clannmates. Swirls of thoughts circled my mind. What did the dream mean? Was it like this for the ancient clans? Did Bramblestar really even exsist? What about Firestar, oh Bluestar, and Tigerstar? So many stars! I glance up and gaze upon Silverpelt. I knew I shouldn't doubt Starclan or its fallen warriors, but... Augh. A star twinkles in the sky, and I umistaketly see a cat. No, two cats. One looked like fire, while the other was a proud muscley giant. I blink, and they disappear. Well, I guess Starclan has its own ways. Even if they are crazy fast. We settle down at the gathering, but before we start I bound over and sit next to Sparrowpaw and Pebblepaw. Pebblepaw's coat glimmered in the moonlight. "No Goldenpaw?" Pebblepaw fluffed her fur at me. Intimidation? Or was she still mad about the spat between the clans? Sparrowpaw looked at me, deep into my eyes. Was she searching for something?! I turn away glaring. Who in the fluff does she think she is? Amberstar? "Nope, she got left behind." Something like hurt sounded in her mew. The Gathering continues.

~~~~After The Gathering~~~~~

Sleep is pulling on my paws. It was the same old same old. A little discomfort with the other clan, but other than that. We tred home, and my eyes are almost snapped shut. Were walking across the the log, and I was shoulder with one of our shadier warriors. MossGunk eyes me. I hear him mutter somthing under his breath..."Dark Forest......Win.....Get rid..." And that was the last I heard before he shouldered me off the log. I plunge into the deep frigid water below. The air escapes my body. I fight to swim, but I'm diving into the deep. I paddle helplessly. "Is that all you've got!" A grouchy voice sounds. I look over and see a cat with stars in his pelt. His eyes are kind of glazed over. And markings of fur scar his back."So this is what Starclan has to work with? Pathetic! Swim faster!" I can't.. I say weakly in my mind. "Don't you want to live, mousebrain!? Swim!" With new strength I push upward, and my legs start moving franticly. I somehow emerge to the surface. Air rushes into my lungs, and relief flushes through me. The starry cat starts to disappear. "Troutpaw, you are more important than you know." I swim to the bank, and cats are gathered there. Amberstar wades into the water and grabs my scruff. She drags me on bank, and I splutter out water. When I can stand with Marshweed's help, she whispers into my ear: "We need to talk."

submitted by Buggy
(June 27, 2015 - 10:11 pm)

Please keep going!


I padded quickly behind the other warriors who were all chatting about how the gathering went and what gossip they found. I rolled my eyes. Gossiping. Really! We padded into camp when I heard a yowl. Now what? We ran in and I gasped. Flamespirit was on the ground, and was bleeding. "It was Pinesong... Vinekit..." I heard her murmur. Some of the other warriors helped her into the medicine den. Without thinking, I went in to check on the kits. Silverkit, Flamespirit's three kits... wait, where was Vinekit? I went over it all in my head quickly enough. I groaned when I realized what happened. Not even hesitating, I ran out into the night, padding as stealthily as I could. Smeeling Pinesong and Vinekit's scents, I crossed the border, hating myself.

submitted by Mother Goose, age 1392, Story book
(June 29, 2015 - 8:12 am)