[SandSpider]

Username;; SmolLilTrashcan
Cat Name;; Rivervein
Gender;; Male
Age;; 63 moons
Clan;; [url]Echoclan[/url]
Rank;;

Prompt;; wip

[Briarlight]

Username;; Briarlight
Cat Name;; SilverStrike
Gender;; Male
Age;; 20 moons
Clan;; https://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=103&t=3738652&p=116834089#p116834089
Rank;; Deputy

Prompt;; (331/500)
A silver cat ran along the moor, wind rippled against his pelt. Gasping for breath each step. Blood roared in his ears as his paws beat the ground like a drum. Every breath he took, he braced himself. The dogs were coming.
There were 3 dogs chasing him. Each meaner than the other. They were tall, fierce, and fast. Teeth-bearing and eyes piercing, they raced to catch the first prey they have seen in a week. Starving, they chased. The small silver cat couldn't run faster than the pack of dogs. They grinned as they chased. I'm going to die i'm going to die was all he could think. Nothing in sight could help him. There was only grass, and corn. Until, after running which seemed like hours, before his paws was a tall oak tree. Without any other options, the silver tom grasped the bark gratefully. His claws raked the tender bark, pulling himself up. Before he knew it, he was at the highest branch. Bristling, he reluctantly looked down. All 3 dogs stopped and watched his every move.
Eventually, they ran from the tree back into the moor, quickly disappearing among the heather and long grass.
The tom climbed down the tree, and continued running away from the dogs in case they came back later. It was almost night until he reached a long, dark ravine with trees and a long, winding river that sparkled in the moonlight. Amused, he walked toward it, but before he could, a tortoiseshell walked in front of him, her eyes glittering with the moonlight. Her paw steps were graceful and she guided him down the rocks towards a large, open rocky clearing. A fresh pool of water poured between two caves.

And, with a jolt, the tom woke up. He was confused, but knew he had to get there. Any previous thoughts of the terrifying dogs he saw in his dream was gone, and was fixated on that strange cat, and her alone.

[Yellow.]

Username;; Yellow.
Cat Name;; Owlmask
Gender;; female
Age;; 18 moons
Clan;; Ridgeclan
Rank;; warrior

Prompt;;
Wind rippling across the water, Owlmask couldn’t help but just stare across the lake, her mind clouded with thoughts over her conversation with Kestrelstar that morning. He wanted her out of everyone in the clan to mentor Doekit, his only kit and the only kit in the clan at the moment. She’d just become a warrior herself and he still wanted her. Why she still hadn’t figured out. Looking down into the water Owlmask wished to disappear within it, watching as it rippled in the wind. After a moment the ripples calm and the molly sat frozen as a scene began to play out in the water, unable to look away from the sight before her.

Two cats came into view, the water calming more until she could recognize herself and Doekit, albeit looking much older and mature than the energetic molly she knew now. The wind picked up once more, although it didn’t move the water, instead, it carried with it voices, her own and that or Doekits older and more mature to match the image before her.

“It’s because of you that we figured it out Owlmask, if you hadn’t been my mentor I don’t know if anyone in the clan would have believed us.” Doekit started, her voice carrying through the wind.

“I’ll always believe Doepaw, no one could have seen it coming, but the three of you figured it out. Even when no one believed you, you found the traitor and you saved Fallenstone’s life. No one could have done that without what the three of you learned.” Owlmask responded with a smile, her eyes fond and soft.

“Yeah, but without you believing in us and helping we might have given up. With them both out of the clan, maybe Adderpaw and Aspenpaw can move on. I know it will be hard for them, but maybe they can accept Fenris after all of this and move on from the betrayal.” Doekit finished before the wind carried both voices away and rippled over the water once more, disturbing the scene and allowing Owlmask to moved.

Eyes wide the molly quickly moves back from the lake's edge, claws digging into the soft earth to keep herself from falling over in shock.

‘A traitor in the clan?!’ Owlmask thought first, not even questions what she’d seen and heard as if it was real or not. If there was a traitor she had more important problems headed her way, if they were after Fallenstone they had another thing coming, she’d grown close to the deputy. Turning on her haunches Owlmask twisted back to the clans camp, to find out just how much Kestrelstar knew, her mind piecing together just why she was being picked as Doekit’s mentor. Nothing made sense about the scene, but she was going to figure it out and was going to make sure that if it was her future, it didn’t change.

[Desmond]

Username;; Ravenwhisper's wish
Cat Name;; rainwing
Gender;; tom
Age;; 38 moons
Clan;; https://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=103&t=3743097&hilit=Waveclan
Rank;; warrior

Prompt;; [361/500]
Oh purlease. Honey, that was no dream. No dream could be as vivid as that. That was a vision.

'But I'm no prophetic cat!' He'd cry, waking up in the night. Every hair on his pelt was prickling with terror. And yet. His entire body swarmed with longing for what had been foretold. He felt surges of hope - and then fear.

It couldn't happen. But the dream kept on coming. He'd never had repeated dreams before- never. And this one was exactly like the others.

It was set in the water. Red water. And he was drowning. He'd flail, trying to claw his way to the surface. His nostrils flipped shut and mouth tightly closed, but he couldn't breath. If he was completely honest, he was surprised it wasn't different- his asthmatic tendencies usually would worsen a drowning experience.

Either way, he accepted he would die. That was a customary part of the dream. Although he knew he wouldn't survive, he still tried to escape. To see his brother one more time. And as his lungs choked for air that would never come, he'd open his mouth to cry out for help.

But the voice that echoed in his head wasn't his own. As he'd look at his paws he'd panic, seeing ginger fur rather than grey. And as he howled silently, water would surge into his mouth and only then did he realize it was blood. His blood. But not his blood - because he wasn't himself. And he'd float upwards, leaving the blood-water behind, to look down upon a weeping form. His true self.

The dream always ended like that. Looking down at a broken form of himself from his brother's spirit.

But when Rain awoke he'd always see the fluffy ginger form next to him safe and sound. He wasn't alone. His heart wasn't broken. And Sun hadn't drowned. Deep inside Rain worried it was a vision, a prophecy. He didn't let Sun out of his sight after the second time he dreamt it. And he'd do anything to prevent the lake of blood.

Anything.

Little did he know that his resolution to prevent it would instead create it.

Congrats!

[SunnyStreets]

my goodness! Thank you so much c:
he's actually the first Rise cat I've win!! :0

also;;
if possible could I update his rank to deputy? ;-;

[happysparrow]

Congratulations!!!!! <33 I loved your story so much, and am so hyped to hear more about Rainwing 0: