[Goner.]

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.

This cat may not be traded until: July [date judged] 2019
There is a 2 month cooldown after each ownership change.
For a transfer to be official, both parties must post on this cat's page. The original owner must post in the archive.

Hello! This is my first kid as a guest artist! I'm so excited to make more cats this month and I hope you enjoy the ones I make!

This little kid has been sneaking out of their camp to see something every day. What is it and why do they enjoy it so much? This could be another cat, a secret hiding place, a different animal, anything!
Minimum of 100 words. Maximum of 500 word. You may have one extra of either 250 words OR one art piece.

End Date: May 8th, 11:59 PM EDT

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Description: A seal lynx point with low white and dark blue eyes.

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Siblings: None Living

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[WolfTales]

Username: WolfTales
Name: Beetlepaw
Gender: male
Clan: Howlclan
Age: 7 moons
Rank: Apprentice

Prompt:
Beetlepaw often sneaks out of camp to play with his namesake, beetles. He was named because of his fascination with beetles and his reason for often sneaking out of camp and training. Sometimes he will even bring a beetle back to camp and play with it there. Beetlepaw also has a secret beetle clan which he made by taking baby beetles and putting them in a small hollow he found. Most of them grew up in the hollow and sometimes they'll disappear but Beetlepaw tries his best to keep up with training while taking care of his own beetle clan.
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[SurgeFire]

goner how dare you slay me like this. res

[Trickz]

Username: Thunder.Collects
Name: Grasspaw (Grassfire)
Gender: Female
Clan: CreekClan
Age: 10 Moons
Rank: Apprentice

Prompt: (283 Words)
Grasspaw slips out of camp at least one time without her mentor, every day, though nobody really knows what she does out in the forest. She comes back with prey, showing signs of hunting, but also comes back with minor cuts on her body that shows she was out in the woods fighting with braches. However, this is not the case.

When Grasspaw leaves the camp, she heads towards the lake and then follows a river that leads towards the mountains. The territory changes from woods to moors, she turns and heads towards a large patch of apple trees and goes towards the center of that. When she gets there, she is met by a large pond that is full of cattails, ducks, and sweet, refreshing water. The main reason she comes to the pond though is that she believes she can see her future in it, which isn't really true. Instead, she looks at the water and imagines what she wants to be, and instead starts daydreaming about her future, which changes every day. She has seen the mate she wants in the future, the nest she will have in the warrior's den, and the respect she will have from her clanmates, or at least what she wants to have.

Because Grasspaw thinks this pond is magic, she keeps it to herself. Nobody knows where she truly goes every day at about the same time. After her visit she'll head back to the forest and go for some hunting, catching prey and going back out to catch more, pretending she was retrieving prey she had buried. Her body sometimes catches on the twigs and branches, explaining the occasional cuts on her body.
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A small color-pointed she-cat stared down at the icy depths of the magical pool, her eyes showing the extreme intensity she felt to see whatever the water held for her. She wanted to see her future, she wanted to see the path she would take and how she would get there. It never occurred to her that it could be fake or a trick. It was all real.

Grasspaw closed her eyes, imaging the cat she would one day become mates with. Her name was Driftpaw - Driftshade at the time of being a warrior, and she has a long black smoke pelt with ivy green eyes and a few white markings. She was beautiful. Grasspaw's heart felt like it was melting. She had seen Driftshade many times in past visits. She had seen the bond they had and how sweet Driftshade was. She knew Driftpaw in person as well. Driftpaw was her best friend, and it filled her with a lot of joy when she found out that there was a chance in the future for the two to be together.

With a satisfied purr, the color-pointed she-cat got to her paws, tail curling in happiness as she trotted away from the little pond. This place has made her so happy and excited for the future. It was as if it were a gift for her. Now, she knew every step she needed to take to achieve her destiny in the future, and she saw parts of it every day.

[Elliad.]

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Prompt: wip to see sunrise
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[littleminicooper]

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[Kazin]

Username: Kazin
Name: Hickorypaw
Gender: tom
Clan: Zephyrclan
Age: 6 moons
Rank: apprentice

Prompt: A small heart thudding in a chest. Wide eyes, careful that he wasn't going to be seen. The thrill of sneaking out, the possibility that he would get caught... It was always nerve-wracking for the young cat. Nonetheless, he would always sneak out. The thought of what he was about to see was too great not to.

Slinking around the camp, sticking to the shadows and darting between dens, Hickorypaw was out of the camp in a flash. He had practiced a lot at this, always thinking about the best ways to get out of camp if he needed to. Escape plans were his favorite, and strategy was definitely his strong suit.

The forest air was warm, and Hickorypaw allowed himself to stop and scent the air. The smell of the dirt, the recent rain, and the faint smell of cats that were now sleeping in the clan's camp were all drifting in Hickorypaw's senses. It was a beautiful night, and there should be a magnificent sight waiting for him.

Hickorypaw picked up his pace, running silently through the woods to reach his favorite spot. It was simple, and many cats had seen it in the daylight. An open field, unremarkable in the sun; most cats ignored the presence of this open space, preferring to keep to the canopy of trees. But Hickorypaw knew better. He knew the sight that he would get rewarded with. The small cat sat down just on the edge of the forest, his ears alert and his eyes wide with excitement as he waited. It didn't take long for him to get what he came for, and he smiled to himself.

The faint glow of a firefly blinked once a short distance from where the apprentice sat. The first of many. Another answered the blink with one of their own, and soon the entire field was alight with the soft glow and blinks of the fireflies. This is what Hickorypaw had been waiting for, and this is what he would gladly sneak out of camp for every single night.

Extra: The first time Hickorypaw had seen the firefly meadow, as he called it, he was still a kit. He had slipped away from his brothers, sisters, and his mother, fed up with their constant bickering and fighting about where they should sleep, where they should settle. It wasn't the life that he wanted to live. He left them as dusk fell on a warm Greenleaf day, the light fading slowly as he put the sounds of their arguing behind him. He found himself wandering nearly all night, until the moon was starting to fall and dawn was going to threaten the horizon at any moment. His feet were tired, and he was dragging, but he didn't feel like he should stop. He felt there was something that was waiting for him if he could just keep going.

He was rewarded with the fireflies, and he knew that he had to settle in this area. Hickorypaw feels at home with Zephyrclan, more than he ever did with his family, and it is the fireflies that made it so.

[doge fruit]

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[EchoIre]

Username: EchoIre
Name: Pidge
Gender: Male
Clan: SunClan
Age: 10 Moons
Rank: Apprentice

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Pidge crept from the den, decidedly not sleeping today. His mind was heavy with thoughts of his sister. Where was she? Why'd she leave him to hang out with Whisper?
Pidge stopped at the camp's entrance, looking out at the moonlit field, his breath caught in his throat. It's so beautiful out here...
...Would anybody notice if he ran away? He knew Sheep sure wouldn't. Nobody would miss him.
Pidge cringed with guilt. That was a lie, a lie Lark had worked hard to disprove. He didn't know why she cared about him so much - they weren't even family! And yet, Lark had spent the better part of the last week spending time with him, playing with him, listening to him, everything a sister should do.
Pidge turned and ran into the night, too caught up in it all. He would come back, for Lark, but he needed to clear his mind. Pidge was barely aware of the fact he was running; he only felt adrenaline and the thrill of speed. Only when each pawstep brought a splash of murky water to his face did Pidge slow to a trot.
The Marshlands. Frogs sung in every direction. Sheep had mentioned this place when she visited camp.
Pidge crept through the Marshlands, looking for his sister, though he knew in his heart that she wasn't there.
Movement at his left caught his attention, and Pidge slowed to a stop. "...Sheep? Are you there?" The movement was coming from a tuft of tall grasses, and he could hear growling within. Dread creeping into his heart, Pidge began to back away. He didn't know what was there, but it wasn't a cat.
Just as Pidge was about to run, pained cries cut through the night, followed by even louder growling. Something else is there. He realized, stopping in his tracks. Pidge glanced over his shoulder, towards camp. He should leave. Another pained cry pierced the night, much more desperate this time. This is stupid. Gritting his teeth, Pidge turned and leapt into the grass, screeching a battle cry.
Much to his surprise, Pidge landed on the back of a young fox. Without much thought, he began clawing the fox's back and ears. Finally, it shook Pidge off and ran. His fur dripping with water, Pidge looked around, wondering who he risked his life for.
Surprisingly, a duck was sitting a tail length away, its wing bleeding. And beside it, a nest made of fluff. Five eggs sat in the nest, but only two weren't shattered. Her babies. He looked back at the bird as it stood, only to walk over to Pidge and rub its head against his before settling sadly back onto its nest.
Suddenly, Pidge understood why Lark cared. He solemnly plodded over to the duck and sat beside it, his fur pressed against its feathers. He stayed like that the whole night, and every night after that too. That is, until Sunclan noticed.
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"Pidge, I'm worried about you." Lark say in front of him, her face creased with worry. Pidge was studying his paws. "You stumble into camp every morning, wetter than a fish! Where do you go, Pidge?"
He kicked at a nearby pebble. Of all cats, he should tell Lark. But even still, he was embarrassed. But...Lark deserved to know.
"Promise you won't laugh?"

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Pidge lead Lark through the Marshlands, following the path he took every night since he saved the duck. "You've gotta be quiet, she gets scared around other cats." Pidge whispered to his mentor.
Lark's eyes shone with surprise, but she nodded silently. Oh, that's not even the best part, Lark. Pidge thought wryly, pushing his way through the grass.
He stopped in front of the nest, grateful to see the duck sitting there. It quacked a greeting upon seeing him, eliciting a confused mew from Lark.
"Lark, this is Brightfeather." Pidge mewed, stepping out of the way so Lark could see. "A duck?" Lark mewed after a moment.
"I saved her from a fox almost a moon ago." Pidge explained, pressing his nose to Brightfeather's wing. "...That's very kind of you, Pidge." Lark mewed carefully.
He explained everything to Lark, slowly beginning to feel less embarrassed and more proud. At the end of his tale, Brightfeather quacked loudly, as if to confirm what he had said. Lark chuckled softly and pressed her nose to Brightfeather's head. "I'm glad you've found a friend, Pidge." She smiled.

[EchoVoyd]

Username: Faededfyre
Name: Mudpaw
Gender: Tom
Clan: GoopClan
Age: 10 moons
Rank: Apprentice

Prompt:
Ever since he was four moons old, Mudpaw has sneaked out of camp for one things, the most precious thing of all. Since he was old enough for real food, Mudpaw has had an intense love for eating dirt and mud and is the biggest reason for the most recent nursery expansion. however, this mud eating operation increased in capacity as soon as he learned that it was possible for his tiny kit self to leave camp, albeit illegally. And so continued the ongoing battle between Mudpaw's love for dirt and the clan begging him to stop. So far, it seems, the clan is losing.
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