[Shadowflight13]

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 enter, you must own a founder and be at level 1, or must not have a founder form submitted and can adopt this cat as your founder!

To win this cat, tell me about a time they completely, utterly failed, and how they dealt with that! (if they dealt with it at all) Maximum 500 words!

This contest will end on February 9th at 11:59 pm EST.

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Username: Oceanfosh
Cat Name: Emberflight
Clan: Cats of the Whispering Wood
Rank: Warrior

Gender: Male
Age: 28 moons
Description: A short-haired apricot tabby with a white locket and bright copper eyes.

Other Features: None
Siblings: None Living

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[~HєуRєι~]

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[SurgeFire]

Username: SurgeFire
Cat Name: Gingertail
Clan: AsterClan
Rank: Warrior

Gender: Female
Age: 23 Moons

Prompt:

At times, you hear about how the hero succeeds.
How they would always win; no matter what, they would come out in the end. Nothing would say otherwise - who would like the stories where a hero doesn't win?

Life isn't so happy.

I was running away from the battles surging around us with my son.
He was too big to be carried around at this point; yet I couldn't help but cry out in fear whenever he couldn't keep up.

"Stay here." I beckoned, gesturing towards a small, wrecked, den; my heart raced as I realized the previous occupant I had known, and loved... a good friend of mine.

I'd seen her grey pelt strewn besides the war I'd just ran from.

I shook my head, clearing my mind - and while he complained, he soon went inside. I muttered a solemn goodbye, a hope to see him again - with the knowledge that that may not be so.... but if I found my way out I would come back for him.
Then I left.

With the tumult of the battle, I had to catch my breath - and I did so, teetering on a tree branch, anxious, as my way down was not pleasant.
I swerved my head around as I heard another's voice...

"A little straggler, are we?"
An orange, battle-scarred she-cat. Clearly not on my side.
I stepped back - aware of my position, and I mumbled, "Please let me be, I swear! I'll leave you alone."
She seemed to muse for a second - how my heart fluttered when I believed that she was going to let me go!

"What if I don't?"





I woke up.
The blood was roaring in my ears; I was disoriented, and the world seemed to... slow down.
The mangy she-cat pushed me over.
I felt a trickle of something warm on my head; yet I pressed on.

There are no words for the feelings I had when I discovered the den to be empty.
Sorrow - anger - guilt.
No.
They were not strong enough. For no combination of letters could form the reflection of my soul; oh, how it broke into two - oh, how I sobbed, and oh, how the black rising over my eyes swept through as a result of the blood loss, exhaustion, and distress seemed to soothe, as if there would be a few moments where I felt everything was together. If only.

I've completely failed, I thought as I slipped away. "Yarrow, I only hope to see you soon."
I hadn't died, but at the moment I felt as if I had.

[430/500]

[Trickz]

Username: Thunder.Collects
Cat Name: Finchflame
Clan: CreekClan
Rank: Warrior

Gender: Female
Age: 42 Moons

Prompt: (299 Words)
Finchflame, as a young warrior, was part of a clan named HillClan who lived in the moors past the mountains surrounding CreekClan territory. The clan bordered a group of rogues named The Obscures. Finchflame had a secret relationship with a member of this group, a she-cat named Flower. The two were very close, and Finch often told her secrets about her life, but avoided secrets about her clan, because at the end of the day, they were still rivals.
However, one day, when the two were out together, Finchflame was having so much fun that a secret about her clan slipped. Sandstar, her leader, was sick and on her last life, and winter was hitting them hard without strong leadership. At first, Finch believed there was nothing wrong with telling Flower, as she trusted her very much, however, when they were to meet again, Flower didn’t show up. Finch waited all night before falling asleep under the sky, and when she returned to her clan the next day, she found the camp destroyed. Bodies littered the clearing, battered and bleeding or dead, and Finchflame was dismayed. Her clanmates were angry with her for not being there when the battle went on, and they explained to her what happened, though guilt weighed down her stomach like a rock.
She felt like she couldn’t breathe, and she fainted and woke up the next day. Cats were discouraged and were leaving the territory, looking for somewhere else to go. Many joined the rouges, but others stayed where they were, claiming they’d die with their clanmates.
Finchflame revealed what had happened, and she was banished from the land and shunned, and she ran as far as she could. Heartbroken and sorrowful, Finchflame can’t escape her mistake.
She was to blame for the destruction.

[lasagna !!]

Username: kole rhi
Cat Name: dawnstrike
Clan: nutclan
Rank: great warrior

Gender: male
Age: 83 moons (now) (he was 36 in the prompt)

Prompt: [the past]
"Lionclaw, what are you doing?"
That is when it all went wrong.
"Lionclaw?"
That is when I failed.
"Stop, Lionclaw!"
That is when all the chaos began.
"Lionclaw!"
That very moment, in the leader's den, right next to The Oak, when I was so close...
"NO!!!"

...she died.

He won, he was victorious at last. His evil plot worked, and the whole clan fell for it, including her. I knew about it all along, but I wasn't there to help. I couldn't save her, and now NutClan is in danger. But no one is aware, no one but me, no one but the stars above. I'm all alone, helpless, an utter failure.

...

Oceanstar's death was announced.

The whole clan was silent with grief, each and every cat bowing down in sadness and humiliation. How could we lose? they probably thought, How could she die? The rogues had vanished, so soon after Oceanstar's screech of agony, it was highly suspicious. But no one was in a mood to investigate a group of cats who had just tore apart their leader a few moments ago. Even the cats on Lionclaw's side looked gloomy, whom were probably pretending.

I, however, did not grieve. I already knew what exactly had happened, and I had already punished myself for not helping. And I knew Lionclaw was obviously the one responsible for Oceanstar's death, for he had said himself that he wanted to be a leader, no matter what (but only to his comrades, of course.). I myself had been observing him closely, with my friend, who had perished in a previous battle. Lionclaw planned this with the rogues.

But that wasn't the point. The point is, Oceanstar is dead. NutClan will not exist any longer, not with Lionclaw in charge.

But he is.

It's hopeless.

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see what i did there? in a way, dawnstrike is fireheart, lionclaw is tigerclaw, bluestar is oceanstar, nutclan is thunderclan. it's just an alternate universe when bluestar died and fireheart failed. but don't worry, it happened in the past lol

[Miavinn]

Username: Biminy
Cat Name: Dawnwing
Clan: Groveclan
Rank: elder

Gender: she-cat
Age: 114
Major Mistake:
SPACEMany moons before Dawnwing made her way to Groveclan, she was an apprentice studying with the medicine cat of her old clan. She wanted to help others someday, heal them and ease their pain. Then name Dawnpaw, spent hours on end with the med cat, listening to her tales of some of the worst cases and some of the most miraculous recoveries. She was given warnings about plants and told which ones would heal. One of Dawnpaw's tasks was gathering herbs and sorting them into their storage hollows. The clan's stores were particularly low on lavender, used to help fever and to calm. Dawnpaw set off into the surrounding terrain, hunting for the purple flower. She soon stumbled upon a patch of it and found a large leaf to roll the stems up in. Happy with her bundle, Dawnpaw made her way back to camp. After she placed the purple flower in its spot in the healer's den, Dawnpaw went off with the other apprentices to train with one of the warriors.
SPACEA few days later some scouts caught the scent of multiple foxes. Naturally, the news sent everyone into a tizzy back at camp. The med cat was administering the calming lavender at an alarming rate. All seemed okay, all still a bit frazzled but dealing with it. However, a few hours after giving out the lavender, cats of the clan came in complaining of rashes and itching. Confused, the med cat checked them out. Frowning, she made her way to the lavender stock and discovered that it was not lavender at all, but echium. This plant irritates cats skin and can cause mild illness when ingested. Dawnpaw had mistaken it for lavender, understandably as echium is also a purple flower, just not one with healing properties.
SPACEIt took many days after the incident to get everyone back to normal. Dawnpaw was severely scolded for her mistake by the med cat but that was not the end of it. She was taunted by the other apprentices with the nickname "Itchy," while other grown cats in the clan gave her dirty looks whenever she walked passed. Dawnpaw, a little weak in the heart, felt terribly discouraged from pursuing her medicine cat dreams any farther. Instead, she focused on becoming a warrior, dedicating her time and energy into her training instead of worrying about what others thought.

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[Kazin]

Username: Kazin
Cat Name: Briarthorn
Clan: Zephyrclan
Rank: warrior

Gender: female
Age: 46 moons

Prompt: 255 words
He got away from her. And she just let him go.

Briarthorn had always been a reclusive cat. Travelling far and wide, completely alone, and never staying in one place for too long. She was a bit too fidgety for that. No, instead Briarthorn was a wanderer. Her travels had taken her to see some pretty strange places, and pretty strange cats, but she never really could remember any of their names. Until she met Echo.

He was the only cat to want to see through her facade of snapping at others, and her talent of wandering alone. The only one to see that she was only alone out of necessity, not out of want. There was definitely something about Echo, something different, and Briarthorn made the biggest mistake of her life. She failed him.

It wasn't that she wanted to leave him. But they were separated one day, an unfortunate circumstance of chance. It had happened in the cover of night, Echo deciding he wanted to find and visit his family. Briarthorn left him, thinking that she'd be able to find him again soon, not bothering to think that he might be travelling to find his family and that she had no idea where he went. That was a whole cycle of seasons past.

And so she had been searching for Echo, searching to fix her mistake. She didn't want to fail him again. She would work until the end of her days to fix this, if only to make sure Echo was alright.

[Oceanfosh]

Username: Oceanfosh
Cat Name: Emberflight
Clan: Cats of the Whispering Wood
Rank: Warrior

Gender: Male
Age: 28 moons

Prompt:

xxxxxIf only a cat were able to go back in time; retreat to the previous, happy days. Emberflight used to be a kittypet, and his name had been Ember.

xxxxxIt hadn’t been long after the humans disappeared when a red mink she-cat, named Dawn, had found Ember beside the tide of the ocean. The cat had hunted for him before sitting down on the sand beside him and following his gaze to the water. It was silent for several moments.
“Ember?” Dawn suddenly asked.
“Yea? What is it?” Ember responded.
“Do you ever wonder what’s out there?”
There was a pause.
“Yea, sometimes. But what about you? There’s endless land once you begin to walk inland right?”
“Of course,” Dawn replied immediately, then paused. “What if we went and looked for the twolegs?”
“Wh-wha?” Ember stuttered, surprised. “You sure you want to go and look with a useless cat like me?”
“No cat is useless, there is something called learning!” Dawn replied. “Come on, let’s go find them!”
xxxxxEmberflight could remember those words clearly in his head. He hated them and regretted letting Dawn convince him into going. The two cats had gone on a journey, and they traveled for many days. It wasn’t until Dawn ended up sick that the fun had drained out of the adventure. Ember, desperately searching, was unable to find any cat to help Dawn, so instead he had focused on helping her himself. During her final days, or as far as he knew, Ember sat beside the she-cat.
“Ember…?” Dawn’s voice was weak and fragile now, unlike when she had first talked to Ember the day before the journey.
“Yes? Do I need to go hunt?” Ember replied quickly.
“No… Ember, you need to leave.” Dawn continued.
“I can’t leave you here all alone!” Ember said, panic in his voice.
“I’m holding you back. Could you… Could you keep walking? Can you find the twolegs for me? If I’m only going to die here-“ Dawn said, but Ember cut her off.
“No, Dawn! What’s the point of me going on without you? We are traveling together!”
“If you leave, you can continue the journey. You know, I’ve heard about a world up in the stars. Maybe I’d go there and follow you, so you wouldn’t be alone…”
“Do you promise?” Ember asked.
“I promise. Go fly, Ember, fly. Rise into the sky and maybe someday we can truly see each other again…”
Ember couldn’t say anything anymore. After catching a mouse and leaving it for Dawn, he left, grief filling his heart every step that took him further from the dying cat he left behind.
xxxxxNow a cat of the Whispering Wood, Emberflight looked up into the sky as he thought back to the old days, the times when he felt at home. When Dawn was alive.
“Fly, Ember, fly,” Emberflight repeated Dawn’s words. “Okay,” He continued after a small pause, forcing back the grief that was piling up in his heart.

“I’ll fly.”

500 words

[ataraxic_gone]

Username: dewly_noted
Cat Name: FallowWing
Clan: BeachClan
Rank: Coast Guard

Gender: female
Age: 31 moons

Prompt:
The rain was pouring down the cliff faces, waves wild and unyielding. "Fallow!" Came the barely audible shout from behind her, "FallowWing we have to stop and turn back." DawnRush was practically sobbing as the stone underneath them chipped and water pulled at their paws. It would pull them under if they weren't careful. Dawn was running his mouth, mumbling fears under his breath, all unheard by Fallow.
It was simple they needed to travel along the north cliff face until they reached the outcropping which could only be reached along this path. The outcropping was vital for one simple reason, scurvy grass grew along this cliff face until it was completely overgrown. JuniperNose was sick, and their coral whisperer said that this plant would increase the chances of her making it through the night, if it didn't then the Acolyte would be preparing a funeral by the next sunrise.
FallowWing had volunteered, as a Coast Guard she was perfect for facing the storm to travel along the cliff sides and salvage some of the plants before the storm took out the fresh blooms. DawnRush was her sibling and as such had thrown himself on board to assist. Such an unsettled soul, she'd never expected him to have followed this far. The waves crashed below them, the sea spray kissing their sides.
The crash of thunder overhead and Fallow startled. Slipped. Claws holding, grasping onto the ledge. She was panicking, the waves pulling on her hind legs as she dangled. She yowled, panic in her voice as DawnRush acted quickly, pulling her up to safety once more. Yet even as all her paws landed on the solid ground her shaking didn't subside. She could have died- oh, moonrise as sunsets- she almost died. Her whole body became stiff and it was with harsh prodding that the two of them made it to Scurvy Outcrop. FallowWing had moved as far as she could from the ocean's gaze pressed against the cliff wall, curling in on herself, shutting out the world.
DawnRush had tried to rouse her- calm her but it was all in vain. After failing to calm her he simply shook his head and left, herbs in maw. As the storm faded and daylight began to shine over the horizon, MackerelReef himself came to see to Fallow who was still cowering. A mantra of words being repeated from Fallow's mouth. "I'm sorry, I failed you-" Mackerel waited for her to calm before leading her home. "There is always another day, Fallow." He reminded, but the words didn't soothe her.[429/500]

[Yellow.]

Username: Yellow.
Cat Name: Onryo
Clan: Ridgeclan
Rank: spy

Gender: female
Age: 70 moons

Prompt: Onryo named Star at the time, others npc characters

“Mama look!” The kit called out, causing Star to turn her head resting on her paws as she watched the two show her there new fighting move.

“Good job you two, but just who is teaching you something like that this young?” Star purred at the three moon old kits.

“Daddy!” One of the kits called to confirm her suspicion.

Star only nodded as she continued to watch the kits practice there fighting move on one another, not very well, but trying.

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“Marcus I would prefer you didn’t teach our young kits fighting moves, they aren’t ready for something like that.” Star confronted her mate after putting the kits down for the night.

“Star the kits are going to be fighters in the gang, there’s no reason to wait to start them, the sooner they start the better they will be.” The tom answered simply. “It’s nothing different then what we did as kits, probably better because we had Midnight teaching us.”

“I know but maybe they don’t have to grow up like we did.” Star suggested.

At first the tom didn’t respond he only looked up towards his mate, his eyes calculating. “Star this is how it’s been done since the beginning of the gang, don’t go try snd changing things now.”

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It was after that talk that Star decided she no longer wanted to be apart of the gang. So that night once everyone laid down for the night Star woke the kits and slipped out of camp.

“Come on you two we have to hurry.”

“But mama we’re tired,” One of the kits whined.

“I know baby but we have to go now.” Star told the pair, licking there heads in turn while she kept to the side streets. She didn’t know where they were going, but they were leaving.

“Mama where are we going?” One of the kits chirped up.

“Yes Star just were are you taking my kits?” A new voice popped up as Marcus and two other fighters from the gang rounded the corner. “I’ll answer that for you actually, you aren’t taking them anywhere. In fact it’s been decided by the head and the second for you to leave the gang on your own.”

“Marcus,” Star startled at the sight of the three, ushering her kits behind her as they talked. “What are you talking about? You’re not taking my kits from me?!”

Before she knew what was happened all the cats where moving, Marcus towards the kits and the other two towards her. With the odds as they were there was nothing, she could do. Star was chased from the city without her kits, her body wounded where her chances of survival were slime let alone her chances to sneak back into the city and rescue her kits.

“What have I done. I’ve fail!” Star called before she vowed that one day she would get her kits back, even if she had to take the whole gang down herself.