[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!

This cat may not be traded until: date
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.

Oh no! It looks like a fellow clan member is upset! What does this cat do to make them feel better?
Minimum 50 words. Maximum 500 words and one art piece.

End Date: December 23rd

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[listUsername: wolfpack12
Cat Name: Thornflake
Clan: Crescentclan
Rank: Warrior

Gender: she-cat
Age: 18 moons

Description: Pale tortie point with white markings and blue eyes.

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Siblings: None Living
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[CloudDraws16]

Res
Username: Cloud1234
Cat Name: Frostbird
Clan: ThornClan
Rank: Permanent Queen

Gender: dfab
Age: 13 moons

Prompt: “Oh, your sad! What happened?” Ask’s Frostbird. You reply saying that you had recently confessed to your one and only true love. They rejected you, confessing that they were in love with someone else. “Oh, but that’s to bad! It happened to me when I was a kitty-pet. I was young and in love with one of my friends, Gunther. We became mates, but it was pretty clear that he didn’t like me. Always flirting with the others. That was right before I came here, before left me for my friend.” Frostbird’s story was sad, but her misery cheered you up. “In conclusion, it’s better to not believe in what might be than to live a lie. At least you won’t be heartbroken if he leaves you.”
It was true, if her love was never going to go anywhere, why start it? “Thanks for the support, Frostbird. You helped me through this hard time.” You reply

[Kazin]

Username: Kazin
Cat Name: Sora
Clan: Twilight Drift
Rank: Soldier

Gender: dfab
Age: 24 moons

Prompt:

Sora spends a lot of time listening to what others like. What she is most interested in is scents - what a cat finds the most appealing to their nose is so interesting to her, since almost every cat has a different answer. As she was growing up, she always found herself surrounded by various pine trees, and grew to love the scent of almost every pine. It reminded her of home, of happiness. Noses were a way into cat's hearts, Sora always said.

If some cat was sad, Sora would be the one to try and cheer them up with a small gift of a scent. If she couldn't bring the scent to them, she would get them out into the forest for some time away from camp, and for some time to find their happy scent. She would go to great lengths to find what a cat likes, and has some great stories to make others laugh as she gives them an item they are sure to love.

[houndjaw]

username: houndjaw
cat name: thistle
clan: valeclan
rank: tenderfoot

gender: molly
age: 16 moons

prompt: (500 words exactly!)
"y'know, sometimes you are just so insufferable!" kestrel spat. "i can't believe you're so loon-brained! why can't you just be normal?" with that, the molly spun on her heels and raced off, calico fur standing on end.

scree, her brother, stood in the opposite end of the clearing, eyes hardened. his fur dripped with water, an indication that he had just emerged from the stream. a plump salmon lay at his feet, a thin stream of blood dripping onto the ground. he looked over at thistle, who had just materialized from the woods. "i just wanted to give her some dinner," he mewed.

thistle sighed and padded over, sniffing at the fish at the tom's feet. "how did you catch this, scree?"

scree shuffled his feet, avoiding the molly's gaze. "i...might have gone in the rapids again," he replied, an ashamed tone in his voice. this was not the first time he had been caught in the snowdrop rapids, a series of ferocious waterfalls in the area that had claimed multiple lives due to the fast currents. the young claw knew that he was not meant to fish there, but still he insisted on doing it for some unknown reason.

thistle gave his sodden pelt a quick lick. "you know you're not supposed to go there," she lightly scolded. "you could get seriously hurt. that's why kestrel reacted the way she did. she isn't angry, just worried about you."

scree's head dropped, and he stared at the fish with clouded vision. "i suppose you're right...but i only wanted to make her happy. she seems so down lately."

"maybe it's because you keep putting yourself in danger." after a moment's silence, thistle nudged the tom. "c'mon. i need help hunting down some herbs."

with that, the duo set out. thistle led scree toward another part of the grove, where she knew the herbs she was looking for grew. as she entered the area, she glanced over at the tom. he looked distracted, but no longer sad. thistle stopped to sniff at a patch of bright coltsfoot, and began to snip off some stems. "come over here," she instructed. "bite them off at the base."

while scree was distracted, thistle slid off into the undergrowth behind them. after a moment, his head popped back up inquisitively, ears swiveling. "thistle?"

with a burst of energy, the young molly sprung out at the claw, tackling him with all her weight. the tom's legs buckled and he fell, attempting to wrestle her off unsuccessfully. he let out a chuckle. "wh-what're you doing?"

thistle bit down on his ear and kicked out with her back feet. "battle practice!" she replied breathlessly. "you needed a distraction, so i'm giving you one!"

the two tussled for a while longer, rolling and springing apart every few heartbeats until they were both left heaving for breath. thistle laughed, which led scree to laugh. the two friends stood together in the clearing, sharing a laugh before thistle sprung at him again.

[wolfpack12]

Username: wolfpack12
Cat Name: Thornflake
Clan: Crescentclan
Rank: Warrior

Gender: she-cat
Age: 18 moons

Prompt:

" Brackenflower?"

The long haired tabby froze. Refusing to look behind her, just in case the owner of the voice were to see the state she was in. However, no matter how much she tried, she couldn't stop the small sniffle from escaping her nose.

Without so much as a warning, a sudden pale blur appeared out of the corner of her eye. Prompting her to look up in time to meet the concerned gaze of none other than her best friend, Thornflake. Startled, Brackenflower tried to blink back her tears in an attempt to hide them. Only to realise that it was no use since the tortie point had already seen them.

" Is it because of what Frostsight said?", Thornflake asked. She didn't need to ask if her friend had been crying, the evidence was right there in front of her. However, it did little to soothe her rising anger when Brackenflower averted her gaze. Narrowing her pupils, the former kittypet glared back in the direction of their clan's camp." Why that good for nothing little-", she began. Already rising to her paws to go teach the younger tom a lesson in respect. Only to have her path blocked by none other than Brackenflower.

" No! Thornflake, it's alright! He was just stressed he didn't actually mean any of that!"

" It still doesn't give him the right to talk to you like that, stressed or not!", Thornflake snapped. Only to immediately regret it afterwards when the tabby shrunk back a little. Sensing that she was only making things worse, the tortie scanned their surroundings for something that might take her friend's mind off of the earlier incident." Wait right here", she added. Having spotted something that just might cheer Brackenflower up.

Before the tabby could even ask where the former kittypet was going, Thornflake was already on her way back with something delicate and yellow hanging from her jaws. A daffodil.

" Here, something to brighten up your day", Thornflake said. Carefully tucking it behind her friend's left ear, before taking a step back to view her handiwork. Amusement shone within her gaze at the slightly confused look the tabby was giving her." A flower for a flower", she added. Watching as Brackenflower looked into a small pond to view her reflection. A small smile soon appearing on the tabby's face.

The tortie point then moved to sit down next to her, before gently bumping her shoulder into Brackenflower's.

" Now you listen to me, don't you dare let anyone ever tell you that you're not wanted, because you and I both know that isn't true, you have cats here who love you for who you are and will defend you to the bitter end, including me, do you understand?", Thornflake asked. Watching as her companion gave one final sniff before nodding. Her gaze no longer filled with sadness." Good", she said softly.

What the tortie point heard next only made the warmth within her heart grow.

" Thank you Thornflake"

"Anytime"

[hawkfire102]

Username: hawkfire102
Cat Name: Flintstreak
Clan: Sycamoreclan
Rank: Warrior

Gender: Female
Age: 48 moons

Prompt:

Flintstreak tries to make her clanmates feel better by bringing them gifts and letting them vent. She'll get them feathers, flowers, or even fresh kill and sit down with them. She'll wrap her fluffy tail around them as they vent their feelings out, purring to try to comfort them. She gently grooms them as they start to calm down and lays with them while they eat or take a stress nap, guarding them until they awake and feel better again.

[Berryy]

Username: MagicalFox
Cat Name: Valerianbreeze
Clan: Oliveclan
Rank: Head medicine cat
Gender: Nonbinary (afab)
Age: 60 moons

Prompt:
(writing on phone, please excuse my grammar)

Heronfeather paced to and fro inside the medicine cat's den, mumbling and acting erratic. The tom would often come to visit, since the medics always knew what to do in order to calm him down, when he was having a mental breakdown. Valerianbreeze tried to calm him down, speaking softly, but it didn't seem to work. After a while they've given up on trying and nudged the tom out from camp. "Come on Heron, we are going to the Great Olive." The elderly cat spoke in a soft voice, but it was clear they won't accept any objection. As they were heading towards the tree they continued. "So, without mumbling, tell me briefly what happened. It's okay, take a deep breath and only then speak." Heron already seemed slightly more relaxed. "Umm... So today we had a fox problem and I told Heatherstar that I'll take care of it, but I almost got whole patrol killed by freezing down and now they probably think I'm the most incompetent deputy ever. I mean they might be right..." Valerianbreeze purred.
"That's nonsense. As a deputy, a cat bounds to make mistakes sometimes. Especially if they just became one recently, like you. Nothing bad happened and only that matters. You shouldn't beat yourself up because of it. Oh, by the way we are here." Despite their old age, Valerian gracefully jumped up on the lowest branch of the Great Olive and waited for the deputy to follow their example. The medicine cat and Heron slowly climbed higher and higher, once they got to the tree's highest branch, they sat down. Heron gasped with amazement. From up there he could see anything! The camp, the small lake, the ruins and most beautiful of them all: the ocean. As the sun was sinking beyond the horizon, its last rays painted the water's color purple. After a few moments of silence Valerianbreeze spoke. "Breathtaking, isn't it? I always come here to clear my mind. Now I want you to only focus on this moment's beauty with all of your senses. Don't think, just feel. Take deep breaths." The tom seemed to do as the elderly cat said, because after a few minutes a soft purr rose from his throat, barely more than a whisper. Valerian sighed happily. Mission accomplished.

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[Goner.]

congrats! the story you wrote made me smile. thornflake seems like a very good friend.

Username: wolfpack12
Cat Name: Thornflake
Clan: Crescentclan
Rank: Warrior

Gender: she-cat
Age: 18 moons

Prompt:

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[wolfpack12]

Thank you!