[PeanutButterRum]

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.
For this comp you must explain a painful or educational experience this cat has had as a bedtime story for a kit. You have 1000 words to tell the story, if you need more words you can go up to 1500. You can add 1 illustration of the story if you'd like but it isn't required.

(Example;; Gru (despicable me) and the story "one big unicorn")

End Date: 30th

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Description: Blue caliby with green eyes

Other Features: None
Siblings: None Living

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[WiltedLovers]

Oh my yes thanks so much

[PeanutButterRum]

If you could provide me with the info that is missing from the first post that would be amazing :3

[WiltedLovers]

Opps right had to think for a second there.

Name of cat: Falconstar

Clan: Showeringclan

Clan meaning(you don’t have to put): This clan worships starclan like no other clan they go buy it there old founder showeringberry latter know as showering star built it for that purpose. Though they aren’t like that anymore they still worship starclan.

Age: 32 Moons

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Appleskip | Female | 45 moons | Silentclan| Warrior

"Apple?" A cheerful voice whispered, the individual cat who spoke unknown. Night had struck, the sun slumbering beneath the horizon. The sky was dark, nearly pitch black, several stars of various things shining against the dark surface. The only source of light at twilight was the bright white moon, which was shining brightly in the sky, a dim white light radiating off of it to provide light in the midst of the night. A group of six cats, one adult and five kits, walked forward, the adult at the front, the kits at their right and left flank. The group was moving at a reasonable pace, the adult cautiously glancing left and right, seeking out any trouble before it got close to them. The silence among the cats was broken when the adult cat finally spoke in response to the kit.

"Yes, dear?" She asked in her tender voice, her green eyes that resembled a sweet mint locking with the kit. The kit, who was barely half the height of her legs, peered upwards at the she-cat. He had a long haired black pelt, his deep green eyes glinting with curiosity and eagerness, like all of the other kits did. After a tilt of his head, the kit spoke.

"What story is it tonight?" The tom asked, bounding up and down happily at the she-cat's right flank. At the mention of a story, the kits began to eagerly circle her, each chanting, begging, and prodding her sides for a story. "Story! Story! Story!" The five kits chanted in unison, each giggling furiously as Appleskip only appeared to be more and more annoyed with their prodding nature. With a long and dragged out dramatic sigh, her head rose up to the sky, her eyes meeting the stars that littered the sky.

"You want to know what those white lights are called up there?" Appleskip asked in a soothing tone that could send chills down spines of even the bravest cats. Some of the kits quivered in fear, their eyes anxiously widening. The black kit leaped onto Appleskip's head, sitting on his haunches as his fore paw rose up, pointing to the stars.

"Appleskip, those are called stars! We all know this! It's like Amberstar's name, that's where it comes from, right?" Appleskip jerked her head to the right, a pitiful mew escaping the kit as Appleskip caught him by the scruff in her jaws, gently placing him down on the ground before her with a quiet laugh, her tongue affectionately lapping the kits head. The kit, who looked flustered and embarrassed, saunted over back to Appleskip's side as she rose her head back to the sky, beginning to speak.

"Yes, Sootkit, they are stars. But you want to know what stars actually are?" The kits scurried forward, sitting in front of her, their heads each curiously tilted, their eyes filled with wonder and curiosity. "You mean they're not just light?!" One kit squealed, looking back up at the sky. Appleskip grinned at the kit, shaking her head.

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"Nope. Those stars up there are warriors. Warriors who fell in battle, to illness, or died of old age. They watch over us and control what happens." The kits, muzzles parted and eyes wide, gasped excitedly, and leaped to their paws, running around Appleskip eagerly. "Who's all up there?!" The black kit asked, his head drifting up to the sky slowly. The kits sat down, surrounding Appleskip in a circle formation as they gazed up at the sky. A soft laugh could be heard from Appleskip as she gazed up at the stars, her expression visibly pained.

"A lot of cats are, Soot. And not just ones from Silentclan. Cats from all clans." She said in a sorrowful tone, taking in a sharp breath. "You see, my friend is up there." The kits gasped, nuzzling Appleskip out of pity. She looked at the kits, smiling softly. "Let me tell the story." She rose her head up to the sky, gazing around until she pointed at one large star in the distance. "That's him." The kits bounded to their paws, pointing at the star for clarification. Appleskip nodded, guiding the kits to sit back down. "You see, we were only apprentices when he.. joined Starclan." She said in a soft and cautious tone, not wanting to frighten the kits with the concept of death even further.

"Appleskip.. why?" One kit asked, her tail coiled around one of Appleskip's paws. Appleskip glanced down at the kit, sighing softly. "Let me put it into simple terms for you, little one. When you are told to do something, do it. Don't defy the rules. If you do, you might just risk a life." She said, her head turning in the direction of all the kits, who acknowledged her with a nod. "My friend and I left the camp one day at night, just like this one. The moon was shining, the activity was minimal, and most of all, we were full of energy. We were told not to leave after the sun set unless instructed, but we didn't listen. We just thought it was gonna be fun. So we left the camp."

The kits stared on, some of their jaws dropped, unable to comprehend the thought of Apple breaking a rule. She then sighed, continuing her story. "Well, my friend and I went to a nearby river. We were swimming around when we saw a large animal in the distance. The animal was black and white, it's snout a horrific size.. We got out of the water, and froze.." The kits looked at Appleskip as she paused, Sootkit pawing her leg. "Don't stop there!"

"The animal was a badger.. Badgers are a dangerous animal, they're even more dangerous than foxes, who will usually run away at the sight of us.." She said, her nose twitching. "My friend, Ficklepaw.. He turned to me, and told me that we should run. I thought he was insane. A creature that big would catch us! I thought.." She said, her head dipping as the story continued. We just stood there, and when the badger got near us.." She paused, then jerked her body forward, one paw raised to tap it against one of the kits heads. "WHAM! He struck. That badger was merciless. He took Ficklepaw, and ran.. I chased after them, but.. I lost track of them after a while.. That night, a new star, that bright shining one, appeared in the sky."

The kits squealed at Appleskip's gesture, their eyes wide. "Did.. Did he die?!" Sootkit exclaimed, his eyes wide. The other kits began bombarding Appleskip with questions, and Appleskip laughed softly. "Ah, my darlings, you will understand when you get older. My point is, when your friend or leader tells you to do something, do it. It could be a life or death situation." [1,145 words].

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Username;; Ajax.
Cat Name;; AlderTwist
Gender;; she-cat
Age;; 58 moons
Clan;; ThistleClan
Rank;; Warden

Prompt;;
"Gather round, gather round." The older molly said softly, scooping the one brave tomkit who was scampering away back up with her paw. "Story time. Then we must get you guys to sleep," she shushed, swiping at the other kitten playfully as they all sat down obediently at her paws.
"What story will it be today AlderTwist?" one cat asked in a high pitched mew.
"Well what one would you like?" the calico asked them.
"The one with the white dog!"
"Oh alright."
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It was a simple night, not a cloud in the sky with a sliver for a moon that rose lazily over the horizon of a city whose lights twinkled like stars. The sounds of heavy pawsteps echoed through the empty alleyways as a black canine approached the dead end, his tail swaying behind him.
Sire this one is strange, not like one we've seen before, he barked into the night. She won't blend in with this coat.
A dog walked out of the shadows, his pelt ragged and brown, always dirty, with piecing blue eyes. She'll change. Its not easy but she will, he growled, scratching his paw across the concrete.
But Sire- the black canine tried to speak up, but his voice had caught in his throat.
Leave. Sire ordered, to which the subordinate turned and fled into the shadows.
The white fae stood frozen in anticipation down a ways from the dark alley, her pristine fur reflecting the little light around her. Her eyes looked over the subordinate's hesitant face before he regained his stony composure.
You can stay. was all he said as he shouldered passed her.
The white female lit up, starting down another alleyway to find her friend.
I Can stay! she yipped happily as she approached a dirty grey and brown fae curled up in the dark area. A smile broke across their muzzle.
That's amazing! But you have to do something... er about your fur. they said darkly, looking over the clean pelt that didn't do much to hide them amongst the brick buildings.
The white female seemed taken aback, looking at her sadly then at her fur. But-
The other dog cut her off. No you have to. If you want to say you need to learn. They said slowly, sorry that the younger fae had to deal with this.
Can't I teach them to like my fur? she begged, dropping into a sitting position heavily, a huff of air leaving her lungs.
Things aren't like that here. The fae said quietly.
But-
You must cover you pelt in dirt, or else they'll kick you out. They were near tears, looking at their own once beautiful fur now stained in brown.
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The next day was cloudy and dreary. The grey and brown fae walked quietly down the alley, their pawsteps light as they stalked around the corner.
There, standing in the middle of the main alley corridor, surrounded by younger wolves was their friend. Her stance was proud and her white pelt reflected the little light easily, showing it off to everyone to see. Not a single hair was dirty.
They ran forward, shouldering through the smaller wolves, who eyed the white fae as if she were an inspiration.
What are you doing? They'll kick you out! the fae growled out in a hushed tone.
The white fae looked over to her, giving a small tilt of her head as if she didn't understand.
No, they like me. Look!
The dirty fae looked around. Sure enough each adolescent wore their pelt clean, their eyes bright as they bounced around.
They're changing! she continued happily, bounding down the alleyway with her tail held high and wagging slightly.
The dirtied fae leaned heavily against the brick wall, trying to hide their watery eyes as they covered their muzzle with a paw, ducking away into the shadows.
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That evening it rained, and most of the dogs were muddy and miserable, but a more scrutinizing eye could pick out quite a few that seemed delighted in their clean, if wet, fur. The tricolour fae flattened their ears, keeping their distance and walking away.
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What is this? They're revolting! The muddy brown leader snarled, seeing a few dogs bound past, one a bright white and another a ginger, their laughs echoing across the alley walls.
I told you Sire. They aren't obeying. the black wolf told him, dropping his gaze to his paws.
This must stop. We won't be intimidating if we let them continue. Hold a exile. they ordered.
The black canine nodded, skulking away with his tail nearly dragging across the soggy concrete.
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The white dog watched in horror as several of the young dogs were thrown to the ground and dragged into the dirt at the edge of the city. Her jaw dropped. the rain ran down her back but the fae unable to feel it.
The tricolour female walked forward, pushing their head under the white female's, streaking her fur with brown.
I tried to warn you.
They pulled away, the white female holding a glare on her face as they dropped her head defeated.
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The white female rolled over in the mud at the edge of the city, letting out a disgruntled huff as her bright white fur was to a dark brown. She nearly whimpered, dropping her head in the earth and not moving.
The grey and brown fae sat idly by, watching with sad eyes as their friend changed for the society. They looked at their own pelt, a muddy brown where you could barely distinguish between the two colours or the white.
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The female stood up, hesitantly walking into the river and cringing at the cold water as it seeped into their fur and cleansed it. They shook out their pelt, reemerging on the bank on white paws.
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What is this? the leader snarled, his lip curling up. he pushed the tricolour female to the ground, his ears pinned back. You're fighting for someone not even here!
W-What? they rolled over in submission before dragging themselves to their paws, their stance wide to help regain their composure.
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The female ran, they couldn't take it anymore. following the white dog's scent as they disappeared into the woods. It was fresh before skidding to stop as they spotted the white female.
I'm not worth it. She sighed, her pelt dirty as she stood at the edge of a river. Do not follow me. Find youe own peace, she barked before crossing and running off
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The muddy brown leader laid down in the corner surrounded by earth. He tried to cover his fur with the little soil left, to stain his pelt. But when he absentmindedly lapped his tongue over his foreleg it revealed white fur. No one can change, he muttered softly.
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The kits "oooed" and "awed" as AlderTwist finished the story, trying to hide the watering of her eyes. What the kits didn't know was the real way they had treated 'dogs' who revolted. She looked down at her tricolour pelt, gleaming in the sunlight.
She tried to get rid of the image of finding her friend, the white molly laying alone among the dirt, beaten and bruised, on her last breath as she crossed over.
AlderTwist's breath hitched in her throat. For your safety. Leave when you can, even if your friends tell you to stay... to change yourself to stay with them. Stay yourself. Don't change for anyone.
The kits were confused why the calico was tearing. Happy that the two dogs survived, they curled up in their nest, nestled among each other and slowly falling asleep.
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[aergia]

Username;; aergia
Cat Name;; Breamstripe
Gender;; molly
Age;; 40 moons
Clan;; OceanClan
Rank;; warrior

Prompt;; [ 649 words ]

"Shh!" a tiny ginger kit cried out. Handfuls of them were littered around the nursery, all of them eager to hear Breamstripe's story.
"She tells the best stories"
"Even better than Smokefang?"
"Way better than Smokefang."

"Now, now. Let's not name names." Breamstripe laughed. "Are you ready?"

Squeals of 'yes!' filled the nursery. Even a few of the queens were closer than necessary.

Once upon a time there was a beautiful cat, and her name was-"

"Mistkit!" Mistkit interrupted.

"-her name was Misty. She wasn't from OceanClan nor any other clan for that matter. She was a loner."

"What's that?" a Tinykit asked, one of the youngest of the group.

"It means a cat who isn't a kittypet or in a clan." Breamstripe provided. "Now where was I? Misty the loner was beautiful indeed, but only on the outside. She was actually really mean and thought that she should be the boss of everyone?”

“Like Sealstar?” Bramblekit questioned.

“No! Sealstar is amazing and definitely beautiful on the inside too!” another kit interrupted.

“Kits, kits! I’ll never get through my story if you keep interrupting me. You can ask questions at the end okay.”

The group sullenly agreed, allowing Breamstripe to continue in peace.

“Now, Misty’s real name was Bella. Bella thought she was the best cat ever and wanted everything to come to her naturally without actually working just because she was mates with a very powerful cat.”

Breamstripe saw Bramblekit about to interrupt again before Mistkit clawed his foot.

“Bella lived in Twolegplace and knew many of the kittypets there. She forced them to give her their food and shelter. Shelter means kittypet nests, before any of you ask.” She interjected. “Anyway, Bella wasn’t nice to these kittypets, she treated them like her servants. As if she was better than them. She wasn’t.

One day she went to the forest because she’d heard of some kittypets who refused to do what she pleased. She thought it would be easy, but she met the fierce OceanClan warrior, hm, can anybody guess?”

“Sealstar?” “Stoatclaw?” “Maplestorm?” “Sedgefur?” “Dawnmask?”

“It was Dawnmask! Good guessing! Now, when Bella met Dawnmask she was unafraid, not knowing she was trespassing on OceanClan territory. She was extremely surprised when Dawnmask threatened her and tried to chase her away, but Bella refused.”

Gasps came from all the kits, they knew Dawnmask and her ferocity well.

“Bella was brave but stupid. And very arrogant. She continued on her way, Dawnmask following her, not wanting to leave her alone to get backup. Bella wandered through the forest until she came across a hunting patrol who swiftly overpowered her and chased her from the territory.

But Bella was determined to find where the kittypets were hiding their food from her on her own. She snuck through the forest, undetected until she crashed right into Sealstar on a patrol with Sedgefur, Dawnmask and Eaglefeather. Dawnmask immediately recognised her and told Sealstar about her. As I’m sure some of you will have guessed by now, Bella was one of the gang members of the twolegplace. Some of you also might know Sedgefur used to be one of them too.”

A few more shocked gasps escaped from the kits mouths while others stared at her knowingly.

“Sedgefur immediately recognised her, as did Bella recognise him. They hadn’t been friends, much the opposite, and they almost attacked each other where they stood. But Sealstar intervened.

Bella learnt about the clan life and decided it was much better than being part of a gang. She understood where she had gone wrong and apologised to all the kittypets she had been mean to.

Sealstar let her become an apprentice of OceanClan and changed her name to Breampaw, and eventually Breamstripe. She lived happily ever after.”

“Wait- That’s you!” Tinykit exclaimed.

“Correct.” Breamstripe purred. “Not all of us were lucky enough to be born into the clan.”

[TheSongOfTheStars]

Username;; TheSongOfTheStars
Cat Name;; Morningblaze
Gender;; female
Age;; 37
Clan;; Songclan
Rank;; warrior

Prompt;;
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"I told you to sit there and stay there!"

Wildeyes watched with concern as Mousepaw bullied the kits and younger apprentices into a seating arrangement of his own pleasing.
"Morningblaze," the leader called quietly and the young cat came drifting to her side.
"Yes, Wildeyes?" was the muted reply.
"I think our youngsters are in need of some wisdom," Wildeyes nodded towards the squabbling kits and the bullying Mousepaw.
Morningblaze hesitated "Me?"
"Yeah....tell 'em a story."

Morningblaze lingered a second, clearly uncertain about her task, then with a weak sigh she stalked over to the kits.

She tried to capture their attention by clearing her throat, but it had no affect.
Her eyes drifted around the grassy clearing and landed on a small blinking light.
A firefly.

In a rapid movement she bounded towards it and snatched the bug out of midair.

Suddenly there was silence and every eye was on her as the firefly blinked between her claws.
It was traditional to capture a firefly when one wanted to tell a story, but it was rare for a cat be able to capture one with so much ease.

Morningblaze took a moment to compose herself, tilting her head as she wondered what she was supposed to tell the quiet kits.
Then her eyes brightened and she began speaking


"Once, high in the mountains, far from the clans, lived a wolf. He was named Mortigem and he was strong. He fought often and he fought fiercely and soon, all the other wolves feared him and all the other wolves obeyed him. So Mortigem created a great pack, but they feared him, for he was cruel.
Indeed one day, he came upon a wolf from his own pack that was ailing. But instead of attempting to offer it aid and nourishment, he killed it, claiming that there could be no weakness in his pack.
But then he noticed that the other wolves began to leave without his permission, afraid that he might kill them next.
So Mortigem went to Gorvelm, a wolf who was nearly as cruel as Mortigem, but was twice as cunning. Mortigem asked Gorvelm "Why are the other wolves leaving, Gorvelm? I did not give them permission to leave."
Cunningly Gorvelm answered with cutting, cruel truth "They leave because they saw you kill the weak wolf, they fear you for your ruthlessness."
"But it was weak, I had to kill it," Mortigem said "If I hadn't, then the whole pack would become weak."
"How right you are," Gorvelm replied with a smile that would've made you sick to see "You are very strong my great leader, but you must also be intelligent. More intelligent than any of the other wolves. You must kill without being seen."
"But how must I do that?" Asked Mortigem.
"You must find a wolf who is quick and quiet and obedient, that wolf will kill the weak and wayward ones for you, while the other wolves look to you for strength."
Mortigem thought about what Gorvelm had said for a very long time. Then he decided that he was right.
So, that night, he took a young pup from its mother and began to train it. He was harsh and he was cruel and he taught it to be like him.
Then after many moons of horrible treatment, he told it to kill someone.
And it did.
It killed Gorvelm, because Mortigem knew he was cunning and he didn't want Gorvelm to try to kill him first.
After that, the wolf killed many others for Mortigem, without regret, without question.
But one day, the wolf was sent after a mother and her cub. The mother was old and the cub was weak and neither of them were expected to survive the winter. But nonetheless the mother fled with her child, down off the mountains and the wolf pursued them.
The wolf caught them, but still the mother refused to give up.
She pleaded with the wolf to let her and her cub live, far from the pack.
The wolf wasn't going to let her live, but then when she looked down at the cub, tired and scared, the wolf felt sorry.
So, for the first time, she disobeyed her master and let the mother and the child live.
For many days after that she wondered why she had done this thing, she had never gone against her master's orders, but she did not regret letting them live.
Over the next few moons she began to doubt everything her master told her and Mortigem noticed her hesitation.
To test her, he commanded that she kill a young apprentice who was strong and had no reason to die.

She hesitated at the last second, her heart pulling inside her, and she let the young wolf live.

Enraged Mortigem attacked her and tried to kill her, but the apprentice she spared came to her rescue and together they drove Mortigem away.
Then together, they returned to their pack and freed it from the rules Mortigem set over it. Never again was a tyrant allowed to force his ideas onto them."

Morningblaze made eye contact with each of the kits before releasing the firefly. Her gaze lingered on Mousepaw.


"That was quite the tale," Sandclaw said quietly, coming alongside Wildeyes.
She nodded sadly "If only it had really ended that way."
Ended with the wolf happy with her pack and the villain driven away, rather than the other way around.

[Adamented]

Honestly just ignore my form, I'm keeping it around for record of the concept only, but I never finished to contest because I had no time anyway.

Username;; Adamented
Cat Name;; Ashenflower
Gender;; Female
Age;; 32 moons
Clan;; dreamclan
Rank;; Warrior

Prompt;;
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Ashenflower telling a haunting story that ends well to young Silverkit and Driftkit.
She doesn't tell them that the real story doesn't end well.

Ashenflower grew up believing that she would live out the perfect life, and all her dreams would come to life. She chased this idea of perfect to the ends of the world, leaving behind her home and suddenly this image of perfect was turned upside down when she fell in love with a warrior named Morningbreeze. She believed, that contrary to her original beliefs, this was the true happily-ever-after that was meant for her, feeding into what Morningbreeze considered a delusion. Ashenflower, known as Aari back then, raved to Morningbreeze about them being together when she joined the clan, until eventually Morningbreeze told her simply that she was a distraction that would eventually get in the way of her ambitions. Morningbreeze left her behind, heartbroken and lost, and Aari lost hope, she was crushed, and gave up on the fairytale of a life she had wanted. After she was run off and met Morningbreeze, she had nothing to return to, so she continued to wander aimlessly until Autumnstar found her and gave her a home. She started to realize feelings for Autumnstar at the time, but turned away and let the feelings die because of what happened with Morningbreeze. After all, Autumnstar was a leader and far above her, there was no way a lost kittypet like her would ever be good enough. She couldn't let herself hope for such a thing, because fairytales don't exist.