[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!

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.

This cat may not be traded until: July [date judged] 2019
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.


A fellow clan member has recently come up to this cat and admitted their love for them. Who was it? How does this cat respond?
Minimum of 100 words, 500 words maximum. You are allowed an extra art piece.

End Date: May 6th, 11:59pm EST

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Age: moons
Description: Black and white tuxedo with green eyes.

Other Features: Torn left ear.
Siblings: None Living

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[Eyeris]

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Prompt: reserved with “A horrible decision, really-”
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[huskypawz]

Username: Thunder.Collects
Name: Boulderclaw
Gender: Male
Clan: CreekClan
Age: 27 Moons
Rank: Warrior

Prompt: (500 Words)
Boulderclaw trotted into camp, his tail high in pride as he dragged a large and heavy rabbit into camp. He was incredibly proud of this catch, it was the largest animal he has seen all season! Spring had come to CreekClan and with it brought lots of prey, lots of kits, and lots of romance. Cats were becoming mates faster than ever, and Boulderclaw had to admit, it was quite a sight to see. He was happy for his clanmates, seeing them all become bonded with another under the gentle and loving question, it just wasn't what Boulderclaw wanted to do with his life. He wasn't aware of many she-cats that wanted to be his mate anyway. Most of his friends were in relationships anyway. The only possible suitor is Squirrelclaw, but she was his friend and wasn't interested in him, right?

That's what he thought as he entered the clan camp, tail swaying behind him. As he thought of the she-cat, she instantly approached, tail curled as she spotted the large animal. "What a catch Boulderclaw, you're such a great hunter!" She purred, nuzzling against his chin, a smile on her face. Boulderclaw laughed uncomfortably, pulling away and dropping his heavy prey on the fresh kill pile. "Yeah.. it took me all day to track and catch that thing on the moors." He admitted shyly, avoiding her eyes.

"What devotion to your clan!" Squirrelclaw cooed, tail lashing excitedly as she approached the tom. "Our kits could be the best in the clan since you're the best hunter and I'm the best fighter!" Boulderclaw's eyes widened in shock, taking another step backward. "Our kits?" He questioned, confused and scared. "Yes, of course, we're going to become mates and have a big family who is going to have families of their own. You do accept, don't you?" She pressed, taking another step, desperation in her eyes.

Boulderclaw thought this over, shaking his head in quiet thought, trying to process this. Him? Mates with Squirrelclaw? No, he couldn't. That wasn't what he wanted, not at all. Without another word, the tom turned out and raced out of camp, his paws carrying him faster than he thought they would. He couldn't reject the red furred she-cat, not to her face and not with his own words. This was the only rejection he could give her. Running away from her and her proposal.




Boulderclaw returned as the sun was setting, knowing he needed to return to CreekClan at some point. While he was out he marked the borders and went hunting, but was too distracted to catch anything. What was he going to say to Squirrelclaw when he got back to camp? That he would accept or decline? Taking a deep breath, the tom lifted his head and puffed out his chest, ready to tell Squirrelclaw he accepted but when he got into camp he was met with a sight that broke his heart. Tornfeather, another male in CreekClan, was snuggling the red she-cat.
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[ꪶ ιzαя∂ѕρσтѕ.]

Username: hot-second
Name: Domino
Gender: male
Clan: hawthornclan
Age: 97 moons
Rank: kitty-pet {elder}

Prompt:

will be reusing my writing!

-/500 words

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[ajax.]

Username: Bucky
Name: The mischievous marksman - Loki
Gender: Genderfluid (dmab)
Clan: The broken tiles
Age: 56 mons
Rank: marksman

Prompt:
"I... Think I love you..."
A snort of laughter was the only sound after several long awkward moments that hung between the two cats. The Sleek black cat stared at the chocolate ticked tom in front of them, a look of seniority in their blazing green eyes.
"I don't... Think you understand the severity of this..." Canyon said softly, their face falling into a pit of confusion.
"Oh, darling." Loki's cool voice replied smoothly. "It's you who doesn't comprehend the gravity of this situation."
The tom's eyes screwed up in inner turmoil, seemingly having a hard time with their choice of words. "I just... confessed my love to you." His face seemed to be on fire, the tips of his ears nearly sparking alight with flames.
"Darling," Loki started again, their sleek form rising to their paws to walk around the still sitting form of the knight. "You have no idea what love really is."
"But--"
"Shhh" Canyon's meow was silenced as Loki swept their tail over the tom's muzzle. "Listen to my words, you were made to be ruled after all." They said with a near hiss to their voice.
"At least let me get you a mouse!" Canyon interjected, rising to his paws and stepping forward, Loki looked taken aback. "We can at least talk about this!" He continued.
"Sit." He ordered with a short huff. Seemingly ignoring what the tom had to say. "I am like a god here, you dull creature." They growled out, turning their back on the ticked tom once more.
"But you seemed so charming! So kind..." Canyon trailed off, his voice breaking. Loki simply rolled their eyes.
"Are you ever, not going to fall for that?"
Suddenly Canyon lurched forward, attempting to swipe his claws across Loki's face, the black cat simply leapt back calmly.
"Hitting does not solve everything you know." They replied smoothly as if the near attack barely fazed them. "I am burdened with glorious purpose, I would hate to have to miss my mission because of a small cut."
Canyon's whiskers were quivering with emotion, and Loki flattened their ears.
"I will not accept your confession." Loki said with a soft scoff before pausing. "If it's all the same to you, I'll have that mouse now."
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[Ladyskittels]

Username: Ladyskittels
Name: Tatteredfeather
Gender: genderfluid (dfab)
Clan: Glacial Blizzard Clan
Age: 12 moons
Rank: hunter

Prompt: "Tatteredfeather, I have something to tell you..." The medicine cat, Rabbitsky said in a soft voice, barely louder than a whisper.

"What is it?" The black and white cat asked in return, taking a break from grooming themselves to give the chinchilla molly their full attention.

"I.... uh.... I have feelings for you," she looked down, a light blush on her cheeks. "I have for a while, I'm sorry."

Oh! This was something quite unexpected for the young cat. While they had some feelings for a couple of cats in the past, they weren't exactly sure how they felt about hearing these words. Tatteredfeather ran their tongue along their teeth in their mouth, a nervous habit they had picked up as they tried to think of what to say.

Should I be honest with her and say that I don't know how I feel? Would she hate me forever if I said I'm not ready? What if she never wants to talk to me again...? We've been friends for a long time.... I don't want to mess things up.... Thoughts ran through their head faster than they could be processed making the black and white cat feel dizzy.

Heart pounding and head spinning, Tatteredfeather managed to make eye contact with the medicine cat and took in a shaking breath. "I-I...." their voice broke and they cleared their throat before starting again. "This is so sudden... I-"

"I know, you've probably never had someone tell you their feelings before. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything." Rabbitsky sighed, looking a bit hurt.

"I haven't, to be honest... But maybe we can try going out...? This is all new for me." Tatteredfeather found themselves saying, and in a way the words were true. They had never been in this situation before and never had to deal with someone professing their feelings for them. Why they said to try going out was a mystery, but maybe in time the young cat would develop romantic feelings for her. Or maybe they'd try it out and see that things just aren't working out. Can't hurt to say I've tried, the genderfluid black and white thought to themselves.
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[mewmew.]

Username: mewmew.
Name: Cowbelly
Gender: tom
Clan: Cats of the Bluegrass
Age: 4.5 years
Rank: Lieutenant (warrior)

Prompt:

Morning dew clung onto the blades of bluegrass that blanketed the rolling hills while the sun made them shimmer in its rays. A killdeer wandered about looking for her next meal buried somewhere beneath the earth while not far off a black and white tom lazily laid on a rock, his belly swollen from enjoying his morning meal and his face tilted towards the sun soaking in its warmth. A small call from the killdeer rung out causing the tom to slowly open his eyes and look around. He assumed the bird was just yelling at him which caused him to flick an ear in annoyance. Had he not been as full as a kittypet he probably would’ve tried to catch the little killdeer just so it would stop making noise but he could hardly find the energy.

“Good morning Cowbelly.”

The tom opened his eyes again at the sound of another cat’s meow. Standing next to him in the cool morning grass was the clan’s deputy, Bonefire. She was a large cat, the largest she-cat Cowbelly had ever seen, even with him laying on a rock she seemed to tower over him. To most cats she would be intimidating, she would cause them to instantly be apologetic for breaking the code and not making sure the clan was fed first. Cowbelly though really wasn’t like the rest of his clanmates and he didn’t seem too phased by the fact that she was here. He gave a happy, oblivious purr while closing his eyes and soaking in the sun once more.

“Oh! Good morning! What can I do for you, Bonefire?”

“You know you should be hunting?”

To most cats Bonefire would have growled or hissed those words at them but to Cowbelly she had meowed in a very even, calm tone. He assumed that was her way of sounding affectionate. For moons now Cowbelly had noticed that Bonefire treated him slightly different from the rest of the clan. He picked up on her awkward purrs and attempts to be more ‘chilled out’ around him. It humored him in a way.

“But, I wasn’t coming here to remind you of your solider duties. I was hoping that maybe we could talk?”

Cowbelly pushed himself into a sitting position. Here they go. He’d been waiting for this day. He knew exactly what she was going to say but being the gentletom that he was he would allow her to get it off her chest. He gave her a slight nod, letting her know he was all ears.

“I’ve been watching you for awhile and I think you have become an honorable solider. I want you to be my mate.”

The rigidness in Bonefire’s body language made Cowbelly purr.

“Bonefire,” he meowed gently, “I appreciate your candor and respect your feelings but you see I only have one true love and that is whatever my next meal is. I’m afraid I would make a horrible mate. So I must decline your offer.”


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[wolfpack12]

Username: wolfpack12
Name: Coalheart
Gender: tom
Clan: Crescentclan
Age: 39 moons
Rank: warrior

Prompt: (500/500)

" I-I'm sorry, you what?"

The tuxedo coloured tom had frozen midstep, as he slowly turned his head to glance back at the blue point behind him. Green eyes squinting in confusion. Whether it was accidental or not, he literally couldn't help but ask. Mainly because he wanted to make sure that he hadn't misheard his clanmate.

" I said, I think I may have feelings for you, as in I may love you, Mousebrain", the she-cat replied. Blue eyes watched him with an unimpressed look. Not that he blamed her, considering that he had been distracted by a robin when she made her confession. But it still surprised him, since he never thought Moonshimmer would ever take an interest in him. At least not in a romantic-like way.

Coalheart felt like a fish out of water. His jaw opened and closed, but no words came out. He even lifted up a paw, as if meaning to point it at her, only to quickly put it back down. For once, he was at a loss for words.

Did he like her? Yes, but only as a friend. Maybe even as a sister.

But that was all he felt for her. He had given up on ever finding love again a long time ago. After the death of his mate, Sammy. So it came as a mind numbing shock to learn that his best friend had feelings for him. Did he appreciate her confession? Yes. Did he feel flattered by it? Of course. Did he think she was beautiful? Without a doubt. But could he betray the promise he made himself after Sammy's death?

Sadness clenched at his heart as he remembered the brown she-cat's cheerful laughter. How her amber eyes would brighten whenever they spotted him. How she would always tackle him to the ground in her excitement. How she was always there for him when he needed her the most. How her smile would always brighten up his day, no matter how bad the situation.

No, he thought, sadly. No, he couldn't move on from Sammy. She was the only one he ever truly loved. The only one who had given him faith within a dying world. No, he just couldn't betray her memory like that. So it was with a heavy heart, that he turned towards his friend. Knowing very well, that his next words would hurt them both equally.

" I am flattered, Moonshimmer, truly I am... but I just don't view you like that, I view you as a sister and nothing more", he replied. His gaze turning towards the ground, so that he didn't have to look at her heartbroken eyes." I have no doubt that you will find the right one for you, but I'm afraid I am not that tom, I made a promise to never take another mate, and I intend to keep it", he finished.

Without waiting for a reply, he immediately took off through some foliage. Whispering a few final words.

" I'm sorry"

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[Cinxer]

Username: babypizza
Name: smallpaw
Gender: male
Clan: oakclan
Age: 8 moons
Rank: apprentice

Prompt:
Welp time to avoid this cat forever.

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[DiamondDogg]

Username: DiamondDogg
Name: Sweetflower
Gender: Female
Clan: SilverClan
Age: 32 Moons
Rank: Onlooker

Prompt: A dark figure slipped out of the shadows of the camp. "Sweetflower, are you alone?"
Sweetflower looked at the cat, realizing it was Clawpelt. "Yeah, I'm alone. I was just going hunting and-"
"Sweetflower, I-I wanted to tell you something," he sighed. "I, uh,

WIP

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