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Welcome to Rise!
Rise is an adoptable based on Warrior Cats and focused around world building and character development.
Please make sure that you read the main thread so that you understand limits and levels!

To claim you must be at least level 1 or not have a founder in progress or a founder at all. Please be sure you have room in your clan before applying for this cat.

woo! alright lets begin this thing!
So for this kiddo, tell me about their first hunting experience. It must be at least 50 words but cannot exceed 400. You can do art pieces (but please make sure they don't take up the whole page, i am looking for writing ;v; )

Username: aergia
Cat Name: Eaglefeather
Clan: Oceanclan
Rank: Warrior

Gender: Tom
Age: 47 moons
Description: A long-furred classic chocolate tabby with white marks and piercing pale green eyes.

Other Features: None
Siblings: None Living

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[dimi.]

dimi | silentclan| adderflight | male | warrior | 20 moons

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Hunting Experience
Adderflight's first hunt wasn't a successful one. While he set out to hunt, the tables quickly turned, and he soon became the hunted. Adderflight, at the time Adderpaw, was out on his first day as an apprentice. Silentclan warriors typically started training with a minor training exercise, such as displaying a hunter's crouch, how far they could leap, among other basic tasks, but his mentor Heatherpool immediately threw him into the deep end of training, and tasked him with tracking down a bird to hunt and successfully kill. This was a difficult task, especially for a new apprentice, but it was for the sake of Heatherpool being able to observe his novice tactics, and see where he needed the most work.

His first training session took place during the evening, when the sun was just beginning to set, the more nocturnal creatures coming out to hunt for prey and generally just relax. Adderpaw had climbed up to the top of a tree, while Heatherpool silently observed his actions from another branch. In the open plain just beyond their forest, Adderpaw's eyes locked on a goose, which was walking at a mozy pace across the field. A grin plastered on his face, and he ran down the tree, crouching to the ground until the fur of his chest brushed against the grass.

He bolted across the field, but before he had a chance to fling himself upon the bird that was about his size, the goose reared up, it's wings spread apart, their feathers fluffed up. A loud, intimidating honk escaped it's parted beak, several razor sharp teeth visible to Adderpaw. The goose began to run at Adderpaw, and with a loud scream of fear, Adderpaw was sent running back towards the forest where Silentclan reside. Heatherpool watched in a fury of laughter as she leaped down, standing in front of Adderpaw protectively. She hissed in the face of the goose, and Adderpaw watched as she chased it off across the field, watching as it soared into the sky, heading off to the north.

Heatherpool turned and looked over her shoulder at Adderpaw, shaking her head.

"Not a good choice. I thought this was training to teach you how to hunt, not how to be hunted." She said with a small snicker, guiding the embarrassed Adderpaw back to camp[388 words].

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[.Lyrebird]

Username: .Lyrebird
Link to Clan: Galeclan

Name: Pineshadow
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Age: Nineteen moons

First Hunting Experience: [ 396 words ]

Pinepaw's eyes flickered up to the impossibly tall, barren tree as his quarry - a fat, old squirrel who knew it was unlikely the apprentice would catch him - scaled its height to the tippy top and sat there chattering down at Pinepaw and flicking his tail teasingly. The young tom grumbled, pacing away a few steps to get a running start and attempt to clamber up after the rodent. Surprisingly, he made it his first attempt, claws hooking into the flaky bark as he hauled himself up after the squirrel.

The tops of the other trees fell away below him and an incredibly strong gust threatened to carry him off his paws but he fastened his claws deeper into the tree's skin and hauled himself ever upward. He had to tuck his head into his chest and screw his eyes closed, as having them open made his stomach drop and his head fuzzy, so he was sure the squirrel would have already jumped back down and been teasing him safely from the ground but at this point, Pinepaw refused to give up.

When he reached the top, his muscles burned and he panted for breath in the slightly thinner air, settling himself on a branch and slowly opening his eyes. What he saw, took his breath away.

Pinepaw could see forever, on all sides, and even into the territories of neighboring clans. To his back, the White Fangs still stretched even further into the sky but for the first time he could see just how large the towering mountains were, and how far they ran for. To either side, a sea of pine trees, their thin tops waving in the wind as if greeting him. In front of him, the lake reflecting a vast sky, the stone trees of the twoleg place, the burning black of the thunderpath and, beyond, Duskclan's territory. Pinepaw could juuust see where their camp was, and he pretended he could see the little ant sized cats there.

The apprentice filled his lungs with the chill air, leaning into the breeze and enjoying this feeling - the feeling of triumph and freedom, the feeling he was sure birds felt as they soared through the sky. He didn't leave his perch for a long while, prey totally forgotten, and even after he was forced to come down by his mentor, he still frequented this spot.

[Areater]

i posted twice by accident, sorry! ignore this

[eel.]

Username: Mistyleaf - she
Link to Clan: GullClan
Name: Swirlfur
Gender: she-cat
Rank: warrior
Age: 24 moons (2 years)
First Hunting Experience: The first time Swirlfur hunted, she was a kittypet named Cinnamon Swirl. She was just sitting in her garden, minding her own business, when she saw a mouse skitter through a hole in the fence. On instinct, Cinnamon Swirl had dropped into a crouch, deciding to see if she could scare the mouse. She stalked it quietly, carefully avoiding twigs and moving her head to much (so the collar wouldn't jingle) and then she leaped. She landed on the mouse's spine, accidently killing it. She did not know this. She sat back and waited for the mouse to run, but it never did. Eventually, Cinnamon Swirl realized she had killed. She was thrilled and scared. She had felt happy like never before, like she was meant to live wild, but she didn't want to leave her twolegs. Curiosity drove Cinnamon Swirl to try the mouse, and she found it delicious. That is when she decided that she would start hunting instead of eating kibble.(164 words)

[Sunlitsecrets]

Username: Sunlitsecrets
Link to Clan: FrontierClan
Name: Sharkfighter
Gender: male
Rank: council
Age: 41 moons
First Hunting Experience:
He was a loner back in the day, left to fend for himself by the ocean. The first time he tried to hunt... well, with no one to teach him how to do things, it was basically a failure. He floundered around in the ocean shallows for a while until a passing cat saw and laughed at him.
. He vowed in that moment to never let anyone else know about his moments of weakness - just so he wouldn't have to face ridicule again. So the Clan he dwells in nowadays knows him as the brave and powerful voyager, who took down a shark in a fierce battle the first time he went hunting.
. Shark will never be willing to tell them the truth.

[kittykore]

Username: Jack Link to Clan: Sootclan Name: Berryfoot Gender: Male Rank: Warriors Age: 43 moons
First Hunting Experience: (min: 50 words, max: 400)

[stormzien]

Mark

[Mythz]

(Beautiful Kitty :0)
Username: Mythz
Link to Clan: Wishclan
Name: Whiskers - Thrushpaw - Thrushwhisker
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Age: 24 Moons
First Hunting Experience:
(172 Words)
Thrushwhisker, Whiskers at the time, had just joined WishClan and was apprenticed by Alfie when he caught his first prey. He remembers that point in time clearly...

Whiskers could sense more than hear Alfie watching and following him. They had spent the last two days practicing hunting techniques and it was finally time to go hunting for real.
Stalking through the undergrowth, he scented a bird of some sorts and as it came into sight, he realised it was a thrush. Thrush are difficult to catch, he replayed Alfie’s words, But sneak up on them right, and they have no escape.
Sneaking up from downwind, he got ever so close before the bird realised he was there. Taking up with a startled squawk, the bird flapped its wings, but Whiskers came out of nowhere and leapt into the air, catching the bird by it’s outstretched wing.
He remembered the pride as he’d carried it back to camp, Alfie at his side. Later that day he had been given his apprentice name. Thrushpaw.

[Neon sparks]

Username: Lieutenant sparks
Link to Clan: https://sparks567.wixsite.com/riseclans
Name: Wolfheart
Gender: male
Rank: warrior
Age: 30 moons
First Hunting Experience:

his first hunting experience was at only 6 moons old. he had just become an apprentice and his mentor sent him out with another cat a moon older than him. the two apprentices chatting while there mentor walked a pace ahead of them. he had been explaining something but neither of them was listening.
"ready?" the mentor stopped and looked back at them.
wolfpaw jumped some "yes sir!" he said nervously, having no idea what to be ready for
"not so loud" the mentor rolled his eyes and looked ahead again. crouching down and explaining his movements
wolfpaw quickly got bored again, hed never wanted to hunt things. he wanted to fight things, all the exciting stuff warriors did. not hunting. there mentor lept into a tuft of long bushy grass and with a squeal out came a fat looking mouse between his paws. wolfpaw immediately perked up and tried to pounce on it. he was surprised by the sudden excitement. knocking the mouse around like a kit with a moss ball. the mouse giving frightened squeals. his mentor gave him a curious look watching him play with it.
"what are you doing wolfpaw, catch it before it escapes," he ordered.
wolfpaw grabbed it in his mouth, bringing it to him proudly. the mouse was still wiggling in his jaws.
the other apprentice snickered at him, watching him like he was crazy. meanwhile, his mentor tried showing him how to properly catch a mouse, killing it quickly after taking it from wolfpaw. wolfpaw was excited to learn more now. the new catch making him curious what else they could catch like this. by the end of the day, wolfpaw had lost a hare, having attempted to catch it by sprinting after it and being just not fast enough. but he had caught a second mouse, he carried both mice back to camp with them, tail held high.