[kiffell]

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: Feb 8 2020
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.

First design as a GA!! I'm so excited to be here! But..woah..those are some nasty looking scars..tell me how they got them! You have 500 words and 1 art piece, but quality is greater than quantity!
end date// Dec 8

Username: Sinful_Lies
Cat Name: Slatescar
Clan: Mudclan
Rank: Warrior

Gender: Male
Age: 22 Moons
Description: short furred blue leopard spotted cat with golden unders, striking green eyes, and many scars.
Technical Description: Short fur blue gold shaded rosette tabby with striking green eyes.

Other Features:
Siblings: None Living

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[Goner.]

Res maybe
Gorgeous cat

[jay.]

Username: jay.
Cat Name: Kingfisher
Clan: Kin of the Barren Tundra
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Male
Age: 19 Moonpassings (1.6 years)

Prompt:

Blood pounded in his ears and he kept running. That is all he could do. R u n

Don't let it get you - please don't let it get you. GO.

It had seen him, his foolishness had surrounded him - curiosity was about to kill the cat. His paws ached but he had to keep going. His life depended in this, it was vital he kept going.

Skidding his paws along the coarse snow bed with a sudden halt he almost collapsed: he needed to catch his breath, his heart still pumped in his ears, blocking out any sense of direction or hearing he had. Was it still there? He couldn't feel his legs, he was numb to the touch and stood shaking where he was, his paws coated with dirt. Red flooded his vision and he squinted, shaking off his face. It wasn't going away.

Kingfisher gingerly lowered himself, hunching over and coughing between tears. He couldn't see - whatever was chasing him was likely still there. Around him the blanket of snow was shrouded with red. A sea of blood, shattering the illusion of peace that once rested upon it.

His breathing and heart rate isolated him from his surroundings and he pinned his ears back against his skull in pain. Not only was he suffering due to the blow of his face - the icy winds that flew around him were digging into the wounds. He shivered.
Just as he thought it could not get any worse, the familiar growl sounded up from behind him, seeping through the racket he had been making. A sudden shuffle in the snow alerted him that it had found him. It launched.

He forced his eyes shut.

[.sins.]

Res

[Sinful_Lies]

Username: Sinful_Lies
Cat Name: Slatescar
Clan: Mudclan
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Male
Age: 22 Moons

Prompt:
I totally didn't get carried away while writing this and actually write 1000+ words...
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Following Riverheart through the new island to the Apprentice training grounds was a little hard, I didn’t know the ground here like I did on the Clan’s island. When we finally got to the broken path I was relieved. You could see the Apprentice Training Ground from the shore, it was small looking from here. Between us and the other island sat a bunch of broken stone looking rocks in the water.

“That’s the path we must follow.” Riverheart said as she jumped to the first rock. “If you slip in and fall the water is shallow so don’t be worried.”

I nodded and followed behind her. On the second rock I slipped a little, but managed to catch myself before falling into the water. When we made it to the opposite shore I couldn’t stop the excitement that rejuvenated me. We would finally be able to train. Riverheart grinned at me before leading us further into the foliage.

“Welcome to the island.” She turned and leaped onto me before I could even acknowledge what she said.

“I wasn’t ready!” I cried.

“You always gotta expect the unexpected. The enemy won’t wait for you to be ready.” She moved herself from standing over me to now sitting in front of me.

And that’s how the day began, Riverheart teaching me about battle and showing me how to properly fight.
I tiredly sat at the edge of the clearing next to Smudgepaw while our mentors showed us how to properly fight. Smudgepaw had just recently gotten here and was excited to start the day, but I was ready to head back to the camp. If we hadn’t been so distracted than maybe the day would have turned out different, better, but it didn’t. We didn’t hear the sound of crunching leaves, or maybe we ignored it, thinking it was another apprentice with their mentor. When I did turn though I was greeted by a hungry alligator.

I screamed and tried to jump away, but was to slow before the alligator reached out and caught me across the face. Pain caused me to stumble back, I heard the sound of shuffling around me, but I was to focussed on trying to move away. I blinked away the pain to see Smudgepaw gone and our two mentors trying to fend off the stray alligator.

I had watched her die that day, taken by the alligator. By the time Smudgepaw got back with the Medicine Cat and multiple warriors it was to late for Riverheart. I wasn’t left with just physical scars that day.
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[|Winter|]

Username: |Winter|
Cat Name: Stormleaf
Clan: Flightclan
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Female
Age: 64 moons

Prompt: wip

[Kazin]

Username: Kazin
Cat Name: Aither
Clan: Twilight Drift
Rank: Scout
Gender: Tom
Age: 21 moons

Prompt:

Aither didn't know that eyes would glow such a deep red color, even in the pitch black of night. No moon was shining down upon the clan that day, and the stars seemed to lose their twinkle as well, blocked by the clouds. The clan was alone that night, fighting for their lives.

It was the eyes that Aither saw first. They weren't normal, and they definitely weren't the eyes of his clanmates. An alarm was raised by one of the cats as dogs bigger than Aither thought they could ever be surrounded the camp, pushing the cats into a tight circle. The silence was almost deafening, the scent of the canines overwhelming Aither's nose to the point of making him want to stop breathing for a few seconds. He wished it were all just a bad dream, but he knew it wasn't.

As if on a signal, the dogs started a low growl, a sound that reverberated in Aither's bones. He trembled, bracing himself for what was to come. The dogs attacked first, snarling and leaping in coordination. There were only around four dogs, but they were much bigger than the cats, despite being outnumbered.

Aither knew the battle was going to be lost the moment he saw those red eyes.

And yet... somehow he survived. He was scarred, not just physically, but emotionally as well. He wasn't sure he'd ever be able to see that color again without panic paralyzing him, making him unable to move. Too many of his clanmates were lost, and many more were missing, never to be seen. Were they dead? Had they made it out alive? There were questions Aither would never have the answer to. But he couldn't go look for them, for what if the dogs came back to finish him off?

No. Aither would have to stay where he was, as far away from his old home as possible. Danger was over there, and sometimes in the middle of the night, he swore he could see those red eyes, glaring at him, waiting for him to make a mistake and let his guard down.

[Birchii]

Username: Birchii
Cat Name: Falconsnap
Clan: GealachClan
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Tom
Age: 54 Moons

Prompt:
War.

Not his own, nor his clan’s.

Simply anyone who needed him to help fight for their freedoms.

There was a period of time that Falconsnap thought he was unsuited to clan life. Or at the very least, the kind and accepting, trusting and friendly GealachClan he was born into. They were so… nice, so patient and just different. They were like a stream, gently and quietly bubbling along on the path forged for them. Falconsnap, on the other paw, was an inferno, ready to crash down upon a forest and set it ablaze.

He wasn’t violent – he would never hurt an innocent cat. But his temper was, by far, the shortest and hottest, and his approach to outsiders or threats was one of caution, weariness and ‘actions first, questions later’.

So, when the travelling rogues came around when he was a freshly made warrior, he took it upon himself to join them.

“Only for a short while,” he had said.

“Perhaps only a season, two at most.”

It was a year and a half later he eventually returned, scarred and shaped by his experiences. He’d once wanted to leave GealachClan – had said he would return but didn’t tell his clanmates that his next visit would be his last, a chance to say goodbyes. Instead, his travels had changed him. He still had a temper and a need for distance from strangers, but it seemed the flame within had been put out.

“Almost,” he would say, to any who remarked on his temperament.

But they hadn’t seen the things he’d seen.

Clans, tribes, packs, empires… groups he encountered that varied greater than he’d ever imagined. He saw beautiful and brilliant things, but also more than his fair share of harrowing sights. He kept those hidden inside, locked deep down where they could only guide him to do right, what there was to lose.

Sick of seeing the vulnerable taken advantage of and beaten down, he helped them fight back where he could. Set the spark of resistance, guide them through how to reclaim their futures. Take head of fighting forces – “Strive for victory, but settle for safe escape, if all else fails.”

He took the brunt of the battles in many scenarios, and the scars run deeper than his superficial wounds. However nasty they look, he stares at his reflection with pride, seeing only the trophies of making the world a more just and fairer place.

It was one chilly New-Leaf morning, that he realised his home, his pur[ose was with GealachClan. Not to lead them into these battles, but to protect them from such cruelty that the world could churn out. His travelling companions were more than happy to continue his legacy, pushing on to help when and where they could.

So, he returned home, never wanting to leave again. His place was here, guarding such a precious piece of relief from the unrelenting world, even if it meant settling his spark, just a touch.

[kiffell]

closed! will judge asap!

[kiffell]

Username: Sinful_Lies
Cat Name: Slatescar
Clan: Mudclan
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Male
Age: 22 Moons

Prompt:
I totally didn't get carried away while writing this and actually write 1000+ words...
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Following Riverheart through the new island to the Apprentice training grounds was a little hard, I didn’t know the ground here like I did on the Clan’s island. When we finally got to the broken path I was relieved. You could see the Apprentice Training Ground from the shore, it was small looking from here. Between us and the other island sat a bunch of broken stone looking rocks in the water.

“That’s the path we must follow.” Riverheart said as she jumped to the first rock. “If you slip in and fall the water is shallow so don’t be worried.”

I nodded and followed behind her. On the second rock I slipped a little, but managed to catch myself before falling into the water. When we made it to the opposite shore I couldn’t stop the excitement that rejuvenated me. We would finally be able to train. Riverheart grinned at me before leading us further into the foliage.

“Welcome to the island.” She turned and leaped onto me before I could even acknowledge what she said.

“I wasn’t ready!” I cried.

“You always gotta expect the unexpected. The enemy won’t wait for you to be ready.” She moved herself from standing over me to now sitting in front of me.

And that’s how the day began, Riverheart teaching me about battle and showing me how to properly fight.
I tiredly sat at the edge of the clearing next to Smudgepaw while our mentors showed us how to properly fight. Smudgepaw had just recently gotten here and was excited to start the day, but I was ready to head back to the camp. If we hadn’t been so distracted than maybe the day would have turned out different, better, but it didn’t. We didn’t hear the sound of crunching leaves, or maybe we ignored it, thinking it was another apprentice with their mentor. When I did turn though I was greeted by a hungry alligator.

I screamed and tried to jump away, but was to slow before the alligator reached out and caught me across the face. Pain caused me to stumble back, I heard the sound of shuffling around me, but I was to focussed on trying to move away. I blinked away the pain to see Smudgepaw gone and our two mentors trying to fend off the stray alligator.

I had watched her die that day, taken by the alligator. By the time Smudgepaw got back with the Medicine Cat and multiple warriors it was to late for Riverheart. I wasn’t left with just physical scars that day.
(470/500)
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congrats!! i adored the story <3 take care of slatescar!