Where am I? (I have permission for this injury)

[Emberstorm]

OCC; I was blessed with permission by Leo, Leader of Deathclan, to have this sort of injury and to say the following events happened.

Emberstorm was a mess. No literally a mess mentally and physically. He had no idea where he was and he looked like he had just been hit by a monster. His ride side was covered in bloody gashes and he has sprained his right front paw. His right eye had swollen to the side of a still maturing apple and his left ear was torn. He was disoriented and confused. How did he get in the mountains? He faintly remembered joining Iceclan but outside of that had no idea what he had done there outside of taking a mate and training a few cats. It was like a large part of his memory had ceased to exist. He did remember on thing as well, falling off that cliff. He should be dead yet he had been blessed by Cloudclan to live. Cloudclan hated him though, as his ancestor had lied to him about his own family several times. He also remembering fighting some demonic cat in a series of odd dreams. He was in dire need of help or he would certainly die. Dying meant he would have to leave his clan, but he had so much to do for it. He could not lave just yet. Now who was the Medicine Cat again? Forestbreak? No she is Fireclan's Medicine Cat. Oh Brighrflame. He needed Brightflame.

Hello? he voice echoed in what appeared to be an empty den, Anyone here? Where am I?


Brightflame

[Brightflame]

(HUSHHH I JUST GOT HOME NO NEED TO BE IMPATIENT GOODNESS!! XD)

Brightflame nosed a pile of marigold closer together, sorting a few of the flowers out of the leaves of borage he had. Finally, he was finished. It had taken months to organize, but the herbs were finally organized in the most organized fashion possible, finally he could-- A voice in the main den startled him, causing him to knock over several piles. "No...I just finished..." he whined, walking into the main den sadly. His disgruntled attitude changed completelywhen he saw the visitor, and he quickly fetched some herbs, cobwebs, and water. "What happened?" He asked softly, starting to gently wash away the blood.

[Emberstorm]

Sorry. he groaned, trying not to fall over. I don't remember. I just know i was... he collapsed gasping, Dangling from a cliff and I was on a root. I thought a cat was going to pull me up and I was shoved off and I f-fell. He refused to say who did it. Maplefrost did it. That is all he remembered but why was he there? That he failed to recall. He must of hit his head when he feel because he still had a pounding headache. He stared at the other Tom with a certain curiosity and awaited further treatment.


OCC; Didn't mean to appear impatient. I was just tagging you to assure you saw it.

[Crimsonsky]

Crimson watched from CloudClan disapprovingly. His brother, Emberstorm, had been sitting here in the medicine den for an hour now waiting for the medicine cat to return. It did not look like it was going to happen at this point. And, quite frankly, Crimson was tired of watching his brother suffer. So he decided to intervene.

Suddenly a bright flame appeared in the medicine cat, causing Emberstorm to black out completely. Crimson teleported his conscience into St- er, Emberstorm's dream. "Hello, brother." He told Emberstorm. "Nevermind, you don't remember anyone, right? Lost your memory? How sad. Dumb, lazy medicine cat. I have to do his job for him. Oh well, here we go." Crimson cleared his throat. "You're going to want to relax. This is going to take a long time."

He began reading word for word something that could only be seen by an all-powerful being such as himself.

Jun 17, 2013 10:44:19 GMT -6 Emberstorm said:

Name: My name is Emberstorm
Nicknames: Like two cats call me Ember
Age: Heh ummmm I would say thirty something moons on a good day.
Sex: I am a male obviously! I can't believe you asked that!
Has the voice of: Prussia from Hetalia!
Looks: I am a red and tan swirled Abyssinian tom with Pine green eyes. My claws and teeth I note when I stare at my reflection are bone white and my whiskers are black. As for my tail it isn't very long it is normally sized and my fur is medium length so I can bear most weather except for extremes of heat or cold. I am fairly muscular, but I have seen cats built better than me so I have no room to brag and i hope that put a decent visual image in your head.
Personality: You will know that when you meet me.

Themes

History, told by Emberstorm himself

Well the beginning is a blurr. I was born and raised by Deathclan cats and lived with my brothers Dark and Crimson for about the first three moons of my life it was all I knew until everything changed....

I was abandoned. No! Cast out, alone in Fireclan territory. As for Dark and Crimson I was so scared I forgot about them! I was taken into Fireclan, cold and shivering, and I was 'adopted' by Prairiemist. I knew she wasn't my mother, but I stuck with it. To distract me further in my predicament I acquired a friend by the name of Wrenkit. She was very kind to me and the only one who talked to me. We had plans for when we moved in the the ranks to Apprentice. I was still trying to understand clan ways. I was fascinated that the oldest cats got their own place. I heard about Shadowwing and Firelight, but never dared to venture there. I did later however.

I was now an Apprentice and much to my disbelief, Wrenkit was gone. I was saddened, yet I had distractions all the time to hide the pains of the past. I was given Sanddapple as a mentor who was a great Warrior in my mind. She was the ideals down, but lacked one thing. One Apprentice. I trained alongside Turtlepaw and I may say we didn't get along. He was an opportunist and I was a pawn in his game. I met cats along the way. Crystalpaw, a good friend of mine at this point, Leopardripple a Senior Warrior who for some reason seemed to like me, and Hawkbreeze, a humble Senior Warrior that I held much respect for. I was different from the other cats in Fireclan. I was slightly larger and not built for speed, I was built to fight. I had self doubts often if I did belong in Fireclan. I considered leaving and becoming a rogue, not knowing that should have been my fate, I stayed after an intervention from my friends. Sanddapple though disappeared and I was stuck at the rank of Apprentice, hoping she would come back. Moons past and I grew older, stronger and faster. A she-cat my age named Scarpelt became my friend and I convinced her to finish my training which happened.


I was seventeen moons old and my name was now Emberstorm. I was happy to finally become a Warrior and I knew it was all too good to be true. Leopardripple and I become mates and everything was perfect. Until something happened that would change my life forever. Our leader, Darkstar, had an announcement. We were going to war. We invaded Rockclan and fought the massive horde of their cats. I regret to say that I maimed the sight of one cat, and gravely wounded two others. However the fight was fair and i proved to be better. We took a kit and left. It wasn't long before I gained more friends as a Warrior. I don't remember all their names but I recall our group of myself, Redfoot, Greyshadow, Hawkbreeze, Leo, Treasurehunt, and Scarpelt. Our merry little band of misfits were most of the Senior Warrior in the clan. Yes due to my age I was considered a Senior Warrior. We had the best of times and I believe the only reason I remember any of them is basically I keep things. I collected small items throughout my life as a reminder of things and how they can change.

We raided Treeclan and I finally met my match in combat, the vicious Nettleflight who is known for not hesitating to beat up any of her clan mates. I heard a story she took on Koisplash once! Now i am just rambling. Back to my story. Treeclan somehow broke me a bit mentally because I pitied them. The clan had just recovered from a fire only to be attacked by the clan of fire. I find it very ironic and slightly funny that those were the circumstances. When we got back my friend Crystalclaw told me she liked me. I had to make a hard choice and chose Crystalclaw on the request of Leo. I began to hear a small voice in my head and it talked to me. At first a whisper it become more and more powerful after we fought Treeclan. It slowly told me things like I had a brother and I needed to go to the rogue territory. I did such and met Crimson, an exiled Iceclan cat. We found out we were related somehow and I was pointed to Iceclan where a cat named Darkwing lived.

I came back to Fireclan and said my goodbyes, knowing I may not ever come back. With my collection of small items i traveled to Iceclan only to be caught in a snow storm. I never knew it could be so cold anywhere and then a patrol headed by Wildstar herself found me. I knew this wouldn't end well. I was captured and thrown into a cage. I was subjected to public humiliation, but not torture. Darkwing thought it wasn't right and attempted to rescue me. Then we confirmed we were related and I had a little family tree now. Knowing I had no reason to remain bound to Fireclan joined Iceclan in return for being released. This made me contempt and I felt at peace here. Just before I was released Fireclan raided Iceclan and like what they did to the other clans, they stole a kit. I felt betrayed that they didn't bother searching for me so this finalized my decision. I experienced some issues as I joined. Being from Fireclan, not a soul would trust me. I was often alone and paranoid. I met Ashmist a relative of Leo's who liked me. Must run family. I was briefly her mate, but I felt dissatisfied by the relationship and moved on. I befriended many cats in Iceclan due to their large population there were social opportunities everywhere. I stuck closest to Thornpaw, Tanglepelt, and Falconwing. I liked my little group and felt secure. It was often what i didn't understand that I enjoyed now. I began to explore and try to adapt to the new way of life I agreed to. It wasn't easy I made fishing awkward yet it worked for me. I knew how to swim, but I didn't like water so didn't often dive in after my prey. To make thing worse I constantly tripped over rocks and slipped on ice. It was not worth it at first, but I would soon reap the benefits of it all.

The voice had power, much more than I thought. it claimed to be from Cloudclan and I was chosen as part of a prophecy to unite the clans in peace and then destroy Deathclan. This goal seemed justified so I decided to take up the banner for Cloudclan. It failed, yet I gained a small band of followers, Thornfrost who was once my friend Thornpaw, and a few others. We plotted our next move carefully and I traveled to each clan to give a speech. Cats from Rockclan and Fireclan were oddly the largest supporters of this. Many thought I was crazy and ignored me, but I am too awesome to ignore. I tried again this time talking of a Utopia that was ruled by something called a Council, a group of cats, and it sounded nice as the voice told me about it but I realized it was nothing but trouble. The whole time it babbled about one thing, the Holy Land. It was out in Rouge Territory and that was all I knew. I figured it may help me rid of the voice. I found Crimson on the way and together we went into a cave of glowing crystals and accepted dreams. Crimson learned to forgive Darkwing and I learned of the painful past I had cast aside. I made it a goal to find my parents. I bought Crimson home with me and he was allowed back into Iceclan, to my delight.

I briefly took up my only Apprentice that stayed long enough to finish her training, Robinsflight. I am glad I met her since I felt like she could somewhat understand me. She left briefly only to come back. Winter that year was terrible and Wildstar took Iceclan to a place of sand and sun. It was hot and I enjoyed it, while the others acted like they could just melt. I liked it out there until Darkwing had his accident. He got caught in a rock slide and nearly died. He broke one leg, but otherwise he is fine. I am once again mates with Tanglepelt and all I want to do is find my father.

Items collected (Personal Treasures)

Feather from a hawk to remember Hawkbreeze

Mossball from my moons as a kit

Crystal (Now in possession of Tanglepelt) that was found in Fireclan

Piece of a tumbleweed from the Land of the Sun

Pine Needles from Treeclan and rogue territory

Pebbles, dug out paws, from Rockclan

Piece of a reed that reminds him of Tanglepelt

Black crow feathers that remind him of Leo

Loves and Hates, Likes and Dislikes

Loves: I love Tanglepelt
Friends: I consider my brothers Darkwing and Crimsonsky, Tanglepelt, Thornfrost, Lilypool, Greyshadow, Hawkbreeze, Leo, Falconwing, Treasurehunt, Redfoot, Wren, Destinedspirit, Robinsflight, and Crystalclaw my friends.

Neutral: The cats I can't really decide upon are Skyfire, Ashmist, Maplefrost, Spiritbreeze, and Windflurry.

Enemies: My enemies are Nettleflight, Maplefrost, and all members of Deathclan.

Likes:
I enoy thinking, fighting, and having talks with close friends.

Dislikes: I despise all nonclan cats, water, ice, and fighting within Iceclan.


Plotting!

I am currently plotting with... nobody!

Comment or PM any plot idea you have.

"HA ZA!" Crimson screeched, and suddenly every one of his brother's memories came flooding back to him. "And I have no idea what half of that means." Crimson then turned, and used his magic to heal all of Emberstorm's wounds. He sighed, then turned away. "I'll be going now, brother. I'll see you again." He then disappeared, and Emberstorm woke up from his dream.

pun curiosity of darkstar