[Dia.]

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.

Personality competition

End Date: February 1st

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Description: Short-furred white cat with one amber and one blue eye

Other Features: Scarred face and neck
Siblings: None Living

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[Hengst]

Res with Flutterstar's adoptive brother!

[zippo.]

Username;; zippo.
Cat Name;; snowshroud
Gender;; female
Age;; 20 moons
Clan;; land of three crows
Rank;; warrior | templar
Personality;;

Defiant. That's the first word that comes to mind when Shadowcry thinks of is underling Snow. He could think of others, sure - the beauty of her stealth, the sharpness of her words, the growing confidence in her day to day life, but none were as front and center as her rebellious nature. It started when she was just a little, rushing out of camp before her time to complete the Path of the Gods. He remembers that day well, he was sure the little would perish on the journey. It was when she returned home with the name of Snowshroud that he decided that she was his to guide.

No one else could handle her seeming disrespect, anyway. He enjoys her snark, the little jokes she tells to make him shed his serious demeanor. He is relaxed with her, training isn't a chore; she isn't just a student, but a companion. A companion that can sometimes be too full of herself, and not heed her mentor's warnings. That's okay though, she has room to grow, and Shadow will be there to patch up her wounds until she bothers to learn to do so herself.

[SurgeFire]

Username: SurgeFire
Cat Name: Blizzardfang
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Clan: Forum/viewtopic.php?f=103&t=3957956
Rank: Warrior

You ever get those 'oh-so funny' jokes, like "Haha, it's not scanning, does it mean it's free?"
It's only so in cat form-- constant, unfunny jokes of being double-sided.

He's rather grounded, staying close to reality. He doesn't have quite the sense of humor-- often very curt.
"I've only heard that about -- 149 times? Please try again."
How dry.

[legolas the elf]

Username: Legolas The Elf
Cat Name: Blizzard that Haunts the Mountains
Gender: Tom
Age: 52 moons
Clan: Gull
Rank: Warrior

Personality:
Blizzard is a very jumpy cat - he may seem cool, calm, and collected but he is really scared of every strange scent, twig crack, tension. And the reason for this is his amnesia. He doesn't know how he got it or what happened before then - and every snap of a twig, flash of a claw, every strange new scent may be whatever caused his disease coming back for him. He is really sweet but kinda clingy to those he knows, swearing to himself that he will always remember him if he sticks close to their sides, and that they will protect him.

[Meoauniaea]

Username: Toomin
Cat Name: Nuisance (Former kittypet, turned stray, turned clan cat)
Gender: Male
Age: 62 moons
Clan: ElmClan
Rank: Deputy
Personality: His name isn't a joke; Nuisance is a loudspoken, very much outgoing cat. He is never found without words to say or a comment to add, though he is, for the most part, polite. He strives to do what is best for his clan in any way he can.

[liightning]

Username: liightning
Cat Name: Swankit (Swanpaw, Swanlily)
Gender: female
Age: 5 moons
Clan: DeltaClan
Rank: kit

Down, down, down she fell, stomach dropping as air whistled past.

She wasn't in danger, right?

Of course not.

Swankit's paws flailed at passing branches that whacked her muzzle, leaving stinging marks. The ground tumbled closer, and suddenly, the air was knocked out of her lungs as she slammed into the ground. Winded, she panted for a few heartbeats before shoving herself to her paws, gingerly testing each paw on the ground to check for any injuries. A sigh of relief escaped her jaws and she hurried back towards camp, legs a bit shaky from her fall. That's enough adventure for today, she thought grimly, wincing a little from her shoulder, sore from impact with a branch.

Although still shocked, Swankit was a bit pleased that she hadn't sustained any injuries, as far as she could see. If she couldn't notice anything, her mother certainly wouldn't either, and then she wouldn't get in trouble. There would be no evidence of her failed adventure - and certainly nothing for her mother to fret about. Certainly no reason for her mother to ask Ebonyspark, the elder who loved (or hated) watching kits and making sure the "tiny little devils" didn't get into any trouble. Ebonyspark had the eyes of a hawk, and with her on watch, Swankit would never, ever be able to sneak out again.

Not that she would let herself get caught in the first place, right?

Of course not.

Back through a hole in the side of the nursery she crept, poking her muzzle through to check for watchful eyes before wriggling through. Obediently - or not so obediently - she tucked herself into the reed nest, careful not to wake the slumbering forms of Coralkit and Flarekit.

The familiar thud of her mother's heavy pawsteps sounded outside, and Swankit tensed. Her mother wasn't supposed to come back until sunset, and it was just past sunhigh - but Swankit was glad she'd come back early. Quickly, she curled up in the next, tucking her muzzle under her paws and closing her eyes. Any cat walking in would think she'd been sleeping soundly, just like the obedient kit she was supposed to be.

Reeds rustling at the entrance of the nursery announced her mother's arrival. Swankit forced herself to stay still as she felt her mother's chilly gaze rake over the silent nursery, looking for any signs of trouble. Just when Swankit thought she'd gotten away with sneaking out again, her mother let out an earsplitting shriek - one of rage.

"Swankit!"

Startled, Swankit jolted "awake," eyes wide and blinking. "Mother? I didn't do anything!"

Her mother loomed over her, tail lashing and eyes pinpoints of blue flame. "You snuck out!"

"N-no I didn't!" cried Swankit, taking a step back. Her mother was terrifying when she was angry, although Swankit still didn't understand why. Had she seen Swankit slip back in?

"Fish and mice, that's a horrid lie!" Her paw reached out, and Swankit flinched, expecting to be cuffed in the ear, or worse, scratched. However, her mother's paw roughly brushed her face, coming away wet with scarlet blood.

Swankit's vision spun. "B-blood?" She blinked, not believing her eyes. It was fresh.

"Where'd you get this?" She shook her head, hissing, before storming out of the den. Swankit shook with fear, not knowing what was going on. The branches she'd hit on the way down must have cut her face, and she hadn't even noticed.

Her mother returned a few moments later, still fuming, but this time with moss soaked with water. Roughly, she pinned Swankit to the ground and dabbed at her face. "I would claw your face myself," she hissed under her breath. "I didn't think it would come to this, but I'll get Ebonyspark to look after you from now on."

Swankit's stomach sank. She'd thought she'd gotten away with sneaking out, and even better, would be able to do it again.

Of course... not.

[mewmew.]

Username: mewmew.
Cat Name: Cloud That Never Settles "Cloud"
Gender: she cat
Age: 36 moons
Clan: Muleclan
Rank: warrior/seer

Personalit:

A lot of the clan cats would describe Cloud as a very eccentric being. She is very tuned to those around her and to the earth. She believes every cat comes from the earth and is blessed by the stars so should live life according to their demands. She lives her day to day life following what she considers signs from the stars. Most of the clan cats don't understand her free spirit life style. Even though she is apart of the clan and serves them as a warrior and seer, she finds joy in living alone.

Despite her unique views, Cloud has this charm that attracts other. Cats are always coming to tell her their problems because she is a trustful and honest cat who doesn't seem to judge while also has a heart that is always willing to help. She is oblivious when it comes to romance because she has never found interest in being with anyone, she likes her individuality. Like all Muleclan cats she is extremely loyal to her clan but that doesn't mean she is okay with being tied down.

[leafless willow]

Username: Rameiku
Cat Name: Kenai
>>Once a kitty-pet, his Walking-Sticks loved Brother Bear and named him after Kenai.
>>Name was not changed into a clan name due to him being attached to it still.
Gender: Male
Age: 21 moons
Clan: MytleClan
Rank: Warrior, specifically a Fighter. [might become med cat once i hit that level? but he would have been warrior first!]
Prompt:
Kenai, the master of "fake it till you make it." This poor tom anxiously paces every night before a gathering, worrying it's going to end up in a fight. However, the clearing becomes a stage the moment he enters. Sauntering with the swagger of a badger, he'd become the epitome of a teenage jock.
"Hey Kenai!" His past friends would meow, padding over and giving his ears gentle licks. "You doing better with everything?" They'd always ask. Without a doubt, his act had failed to convince them.
"I'm perfect as always, CAT." He'd chuckle, proudly grooming his paw. It was flawless, you see? Just a couple swipes of his paw, and they'd be convinced!
"Are you sure? Your furs all crazy. Have you been pacing again?"
...Or maybe, not as much as he had thought.
"...We don't talk about that, please." He'd whine softly, before fixing himself back up into his practiced poise. "Anyway, how have your clans been?" He'd ask, distracting them.

At the clan, he'd return to himself. Padding along the dens, he'd give each cat a careful once-over, making sure they were safe. The next morning, he'd wake up and observe the clan. Taking note of any repairs that needed to be made, or help mentors direct apprentices on what to do. Hunting was beyond his moral code; he was a pacifist ever since his Walking-Sticks had cast him out in favor of their Mini-Stump. He feared that his clan would cast him out if he brought back the wrong prey. That had been what had gotten him sent to the island in the first place.

[persay]

Username:
persay
Cat Name:
whisppelt
Gender:
shecat
Age:
twenty six moons
Clan:
rookedclan
Rank:
warrior
Personality:
at first glance whisppelt appears to be a soft spoken but rowdy tom but as you take a closer glance whisppelt can be seen as a boisterous, elegant and loud shecat, she's a real rough and tumble girl who doesnt like to be treated like she's glass, she often ends up in arguments with rookedstar over patrols and mostly wins them so now rookedstar gives in and accompanies her. hes fond of her witty comments and awful jokes that she makes, like that one time a beetle rolled right in front of her and she screeched so loud the forest seemed to cry before pretending that it never happened and an amused rookedstar went along with it. whisppelt is an overall neutral cat and doesn't tend to take sides, she likes to figure out all the solid facts before jumping to conclusions and she takes up a fair and just point of view leading her to be doted on by rookedstar. whisppelt is a great companion due to the fact that she isn't too bias about anything and makes traveling or even just sitting in the open ground of rookedclan's camp, rookedstar loves to hear the stories and interesting events that whisppelt is open to sharing and is delighted when her eyes light up in return to his, her eyes brighten even more when he tells her of his ancestors and stories of the first great cats, he makes a mental note to self, ask whisppelt to be in charge of keeping the clans stories and records. whisppelt would happily agree but only if she could still go hunting or patrolling, but that stubborn part of her personality is what makes her such a reliable and trustworthy cat, rookedstar is so pleased to have her.