[Goner.]

Welcome to Rise!
Rise is an adoptable based on Warrior Cats and focused around world building and character development.
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This cat may not be traded until: July [date judged] 2019
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Quick comp! This cat has been having a strange recurring dream lately. What is this dream? What do they think the dream means? Prompt open to interpretation.
Minimum of 100 words, no maximum.
Only completed forms allowed. Please do not edit forms c:

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Age: moons
Description: Seal classic tabby with medium white and green eyes.

Other Features: Scarring on the nose ridge
Siblings: None Living

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[Trickz]

Username: Thunder.Collects
Name: Beetletail
Gender: Male
Clan: CreekClan, link in sig
Age: 32 Moons
Rank: Warrior

Prompt:
Beetletail has had this dream where he was running through the forest towards the lake, crashed by all the animals in the forest. He came to face a wall of fire that pushed him back towards the creature's, prey and predator alike. He wakes up as they pile on top of him, everytime, and he can't scream for help.

He doesn't know what this dream means, if anything, and why it keeps occurring, but it definitely freaks him out. He's talked to Snowheart, the medicine cat of CreekClan, and she simply said he must have bees in his brain. He's a cat, a warrior, and prey won't hurt him.

[Yawning Pup]

Username;; Yawning Pup
Cat Name;; Hazel
Gender;; She-cat
Age;; 30 moons
Clan;; SageClan
Rank;; Warrior

Prompt;; (poem)

The shine in the stars, the light of the moon
Seem to be... inside of me?
They wash across my pelt like a typhoon
How did they get here? And why won’t they leave?

I must say I look quite nice
But nobody is looking my way
They all shield their eyes
Not even wanting to play

They know I’m here, they must
I look at myself, at my paw prints
I touch their pelts, but no-one makes a fuss
They act as if I’m the smallest ball of lint

I take a closer look at them
They are statues, no-one is moving
Suddenly, there appears to be a large gem
In the grass, growing larger, stretching

The other cats stir, floating towards the shiny rock
They dissapear when they touch it, but I’m stuck

The rock gets duller, and my paws get heavier
I notice my pelt is... melting?
My body sinks to the ground, I feel like a glacier
Won’t somebody help me? ((165 words))

[SurgeFire]

Username: SurgeFire
Name: Briarberry
Gender: Female
Clan: https://toyhou.se/SurgeFire/characters/folder:750213
Age: 17 Moons
Rank: Warrior

Prompt:

She stepped into the forest clearing, ears perked, eyes steady.

She had concluded long ago that these areas weren't real.
The trees were always tinged with some sort of color; had she had been feeling down, they'd be blue-- excitement, perhaps orange; a gentle reminder that all wasn't real.

And yet, what she repeatedly witness would always tinge them the color of frost; shock, horror, unbelieving.

"Avocetkit?"

She looked down at the black-and-white kit, eyes unreadable.

"...what are you doing?"

He looked back.

"...don't come closer. I know what happens. Stay away!"
Her words, bitter, cutting. She couldn't care less.
It wasn't real, wasn't it?

And when the sky turned blood-red, and the kit's - no, he was grown - paws a similar shade, stained with a liquid of a similar shade, she couldn't help but--- scream.

A whisper.
Beware the lowly.

[Elliad.]

sorry nevermind

[FizzCoyote]

Username: Altoviireo
Name: Hawkfall
Gender: Female
Clan: Voyagerclan
Age: 17 moons
Rank: Warrior

Prompt:
It was the most unsettling dream.

It occured so often that she could vividly remember it. She would wake up and leave the cave to hunt. It was always night, and the stars would seem to be much closer than normal. The moon was full and bright as well. She would see so many rose bushes coming out of the ground, but would also see tufts of fur from several of her clanmate's pelts stuck to a few.

She would go to the stream to get a drink, but she would see red water. Suddenly, the moon would have become a blood red...

She would run back to camp to see some of her clanmates struggling against the rose bushes, including Crowstar. Crowstar would always be sucked into the bushes, and everything would suddenly go dark as a voice whispered to her;

"May the Crow's Shadow be stopped by the sharpness of the Rose's shaded bush..."

She would jolt up, and realize she was safe. For some reason, she couldn't shake the uncomfortable feeling that this was an omen...

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[Yellow.]

Username: Yellow.
Name: Oakflower
Gender: female
Clan: Ridgeclan
Age: 24 moons
Rank: warrior

Prompt:
For as long as Oakflower can remember she’s been having the same dream, although it has slowly expanded the older she’s gotten.

When she was younger, just a kit it was just shadow figures moving around. Flashes imaging running through her mind as she slept. It was the only dream she ever had, nothing like her siblings or the other kits talked about. There was no playing or hunting or chasing things, just images. Images that flashed to fast for her to understand, words tossed in that made no sense to her. “Fight, blood, traitor, traitor!” But to keep from seeming strange she never said a word, she never told a soul.

As an apprentice the dreams became clearer, she could see the colors and features of the cats that had once simply been shadows. The lilac-colored tom who while she knew was older, felt as if he was younger in the dream. The two fawn colored cats the same age who seemed close to one another. All three were good, they were helpful, they were not the traitors.

She never saw the traitors, didn’t know if they even existed although the word was repeated most often. The word was repeated no matter what the images showed. Her teaching the younger fawn molly to hunt, even if she was sure the three she saw where not the traitor.

As a warrior now Oakflower has identified the three cats she clearly sees, that she’s seen since before the three were born. She believes the dreams who heartedly and knows that at some point a traitor in the clan will show themselves. When she sleeps now she prays to the gods to show her the traitors.

There’s a dread in her gut that she won’t find the traitors before they do whatever it is that will cause them to become traitors. She goes to sleep only to wait for the dream and watch it play out. Wakes up with sleep filled eyes no matter how long she sleeps. The dreams have become so real that Oakflower at times cannot tell if she’s sleep or awake if it wasn’t for the age difference in Doekit from the two times.

Out of everything, there is one thing that the molly knows for sure, she will find the traitors to her clan and with or without the dreams help she will stop them.

[dimi.]

Username: dimi.
Name: Carys
Gender: Female
Clan: Silvercrest Roamers
Age: 90 moons
Rank: Trooper

Prompt: Each time Carys sleeps now, she sees a large bird attacking her clan, specifically during a blizzard. She is unsure of the type of bird, and doesn't get the significance of it. She sees many of her pack mates deceased in the dream, varying each time she has the dream. She doesn't find it frightening, as she always manages to get away with the other elders, but she still finds it rather weird.

Carys believes that she is having this dream because of how much she has been hanging around Heron and the medicine den lately. With her growing age, her condition is deteroirating, and something to her about Heron feels off. However, Carys never really thinks much of the dream. She is missing something very significant about the dream, though; it's a prophecy from Starclan.

Because she is unaware her recurring dream is a sign from Starclan, she just considers it that; a dream. She has refused to tell others of it, as she hates being sympathized with or being forced into confinement to help her "get better". Despite being an elder, Carys is getting one of the biggest prophecies that the age of Silvercrest Roamers will ever see; yet it's going right over her head.

[Kazin]

Username: Kazin
Name: Thornstrike
Gender: Tom
Clan: Zephyrclan
Age: 20 moons
Rank: warrior

Prompt:

The water kept rising.

There was no stopping it. He tried so many different things every single time he had this dream. No cat could hear him when he told them to leave, that they were in danger. It was like he was invisible, helpless to save the cats he cared about. It was his biggest fear.

His past had been plagued by the reality of this dream. Unable to save the one he loved the most, she had drowned in heavy flooding that washed through the territory unexpectantly. Thornstrike only blamed himself, thinking he should have been there to save her. To protect her. He was a failure.

This dream was a constant reminder of that failure. He was drowning in his dream, drowning in his own self doubt. He didn’t want to make that mistake again.

For now, all he could do to stop the dream was fight. Fight for himself and for the ones he chose to take a chance on once again. Failure was not an option.

[Birchii]

Username: Birchii
Name: Duckfrost
Gender: Molly
Clan: GealachClan
Age: 29 Moons
Rank: Warrior

Prompt:
"Where am I?" She asked, the world shrouded in darkness, silence encompassing her. It was a bleak word, deprived of any sensory information.

Why, you're here of course.
Do you not feel the golden sand, warm beneath your feet?
Do you not taste the fresh salt, carried from the white-frothed waves?
Do you not see the blue stretch of sky, spanning as far as the eye can see?
Do you not hear the gulls, as they shriek and caw overhead?
Do you not smell the fish, leaping from the ocean and flitting beneath its surface?
Do you not know me?

She stumbled back as everything came flooding in at once, her head throbbing in agony for only a few seconds. It was overwhelmingly beautiful. The sun was beaming upon her, the blue water inviting as it shimmered and shone. She turned, spotting a vibrant forest a few foxlengths away from her, and the beach sprawled out in a semi-circle, ending with two high, white cliffs. Nobody was around. "Where are you?"

I'm neither here nor there. My form takes many shapes, but right now, it is merely my voice that you can process.

"Why am I here?"

You'll learn the answer to that when the time comes, but you must know the land before then. You must remember this place. Remember it.

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Duckfrost always awakens suddenly after that final phrase, "Remember it." It unnerves her, but she never feels scared. She feels a pang of something she doesn't quite understand within her chest; the urgency of the mysterious voice never escapes her.

That voice...

It sounds like nothing she has ever heard before. As loud as a shout and as quiet as a whisper all at once. Despite not knowing who or even what it belongs to, she feels a connection to it. Feels it is honest, wise, and trustworthy, even though she is actively aware of how foolish it sounds.

She doesn't know what to make of the dream, especially since she's never seen a beach or the ocean before. In fact, the only reason she knows it is a beach is from other dreams, where it is mentioned. She keeps it hidden away, not even telling her mate or closest friends, for fear it is a warning, a foretelling of a tragedy yet to come. Duckfrost just allows the dream to come to her each moon, gleaning more information and waiting for the time she stays long enough to ask questions.