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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: jan 17, 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.

username: orbiting
cat name: sweetberry
clan: bloomclan
rank: warrior

gender: she-cat
age: 27 moons
description: a black cat with flecks of orange throughout their fur and pale orange eyes

other features: none
siblings: none living

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dam: Foundation
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[huskypawz]

username: ThunderCry04
cat name: Hickorypaw (Hickorystep)
clan: HollowClan
rank: Apprentice
gender: Male (AFAB)
age: 9 Moons

prompt: (224 Words)
Hickorypaw's most prized possession is a peacock feather his father gave him many moons ago, back when he was a kit. The reason it is such an important item he has is that one, he has never seen another feather quite as long and luxurious as the peacock feather he has, and two because it was how his father showed his support of his son deciding that instead of being a she-cat as he was born, but a tom as that was how he felt.

Hickory's mother wasn't as supportive as his father was and actually led to a fight between the two cats when Hickory finally told his parents, encouraging his mother to leave them when he was young. It is a memory of support and love given to him by another cat, and it reminds him that even if his dad had passed away moons ago, he was still there, supporting and loving him as a spirit through the peacock feather. Hickory renamed himself when he came across HollowClan to honor his father, who was called Old Hickory because of his strong body build, dusty brown pelt, and old age, to honor his father's memory, and used the peacock feather to bind his nest together, taking it out and reusing it every time he changed the material his nest was made of.

[weegeestar5]

username: weegeestar5
cat name: coppershine
clan:
rank:
gender:
age:

prompt:
res,,,, :3c

[ElizaChikatta]

username: ElizaChikatta
cat name: Maplestream
clan: OwlClan
rank: Warrior
gender: Tomcat
age: 34 Moons | 2 Years Old

prompt:
Res with an old transluscent gem on a string from their mother.

[SHARKGVTS]

username: Altoviireo
cat name: Mudglow
clan: Voyagerclan
rank: Helene
gender: female
age: 19 moons

prompt:
wip with a quarter lol

[doge fruit]

res maybe!

[Kagome963]

username: Kagome963
cat name: Quickstrike
clan: LunarClan
rank: Hunter
gender: Female
age: 40moons

prompt:
RES pendant containing soul of loved one.

[osamu]

username: oh yea mr. krabs
cat name: brindlestep
clan: Waspclan
rank: honey gatherer
gender: female
age: 37 moons

prompt:
brindlestep's most prized possession is a rose. silly, right? well, brindlestep was very interested in gardening and flowers when she was a rogue, so when she joined the clan and became a honey gatherer, her job was literally collecting flowers. so she started a garden using some of the flowers she picked, and a rose was the first flower that she put in her garden. so that's why a single, fragile rose is her most prized possession.

[orbiting]

username: orbiting
cat name: sweetberry
clan: orbitclan - Forum/viewtopic.php?f=103&t=3956770
rank: warrior
gender: female
age: 27 moons
prompt:
Sweetberry was tired of hearing about how kind she was. Her only asset was that she was a bonafide sweetheart, a loveable darling.
Spoiler: she wasn’t. Not really. Sweetberry was a cat with a yearning for drama, for violence. She loved battles, whether physical or verbal, and tension made her excited when she got to experience it. She kept this side of her hidden, the side always itching for a fight, a battle, even if she had to create it herself. She hid it, and she hid it well.
She wasn’t the ball of joy everyone thought she was. But how could she prove it successfully?
There was one night when she had decided to go hunting, by herself, completely alone. It made the experience more thrilling.
She spotted a rabbit enjoying some fallen acorns beneath a tree, nibbling happily on them without a care. As she began to approach it, the rabbit looked up, in her direction but through her, widened its eyes in terror and darted away.
It couldn’t have seen Sweetberry. What had it seen, to make it run so fast like that? Like it’s life was in danger?
She turned and there it was - a dead rattlesnake. It must’ve slithered in from the rock meadow.
The rabbit had seen it and just from appearance, turned tail & fled. Even though there was no real danger, nothing to worry about at all; how amazing.
Sweetberry keeps the snake’s rattle as a token. It reminds her that no matter how something may look, you should never judge it based on appearance. After all, a sleeping rattlesnake may just look dead to some...
And Sweetberry was about ready to wake up.
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[StormSerpent]

username: StormSerpent
cat name: almond
clan: LotusClan
rank: artist (warrior)
gender: male (dfab)
age: 37 moons

prompt:

“Daddio Daddio! Look what we made for you!”
Almond opened his eyes feeling tiny paws jumping up and down on him, his lovely daughter Petrichor and his beautiful son Starbucks.
“Daddy found a birdy nest and grandma told us if we decorate it it’ll be a wreath!”
“Tho we thpent all day collecting pretty thtuff for you!”
Almond smiled, the kits presented a nest stuffed full of feathers, flowers, berries and acorns it had fur woven throughout it. His husband and mom stood a bit back watching the kits with pride.
“Thank you so much! It’s wonderful!”
He took it into his “office” and propped it against a wall, it smelled like his kids, his husband and his mom.

It was a gift of love and happiness, something Pertichor and Starbucks had spent all day pouring their heart and soul into- it was art.