[Goner.]

Welcome to Rise!
Rise is an adoptable based on Warrior Cats and focused around world building and character development.
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This cat may not be traded until: February 13th, 2020.
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This cat's coat doesn't seem to be fitting for this chilly weather! How do they keep warm in the snow?
Minimum 100 words. Maximum 500 words and one art piece. Prettying up is allowed.

End Date: December 8th, 11:59pm EST

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Username: .sins.
Cat Name: Whitepatch
Clan: Strawberryclan
Rank: Forest Dweller

Gender: male
Age: 45 moons
Description: Shorthair black cat with some white markings and pale yellow eyes.

Other Features: None
Siblings: None Living

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[.sins.]

Username: .sins.
Cat Name: Whitepatch
Clan: Strawberryclan
Rank: Forest Dweller
Gender: male
Age: 45 moons

Prompt: Whitepatch dug deeper into the dirt in the sleeping den, making the hole almost as tall as his shoulders were. The black and white tom grumbling to himself as his breath was starting to be seen, proceeding to pull his nest into the hole and sorting his things out. The heather, moss and feathers covering the ground and side of his new hole, the pile of dirt behind him the only indicator for the other cats in the clan.

“Whitepatch,” Runningshadow mewed unamused and annoyed, “What are you doing to the den floor, besides trying to kill another cat?”

“Well unlike some of you that grow a thicker coat even with short fur, I seem to be affected by this cold weather more than you or your siblings, so forgive me for trying to make myself warmer,” he sassed back, not wanting to waste his warm breath talking to the she-cat.

“Whatever makes you happy,” she mewed before adding under her breath, “You’ll live through it kittypet.”

[muttgirl310]

Res- Nightrun

[Berryy]

Res with cuddling

[Kazin]

Username: Kazin
Cat Name: Cham
Clan: Twilight Drift
Rank: Soldier
Gender: tom
Age: 36 moons

Prompt:

"Uh, hey Cham. I have one question." Atl's eyes watched the other cat go back and forth, back and forth. Cham's paws had made a path into the snow, causing him to seem shorter than he really was. Atl sat on top of the snow, watching Cham with interest. Cham's eyes flicked over to Atl, though he didn't stop his pacing.

"Yeah, what's up?" Cham responded, focusing again on his pacing.

"Why are you pacing?"

Cham stopped this time, giving Atl an incredulous stare. "You know, you have all that fur that keeps you warm. Do you see what I have? Practically nothing!" Cham resumed pacing, not wanting the cold to creep up on him.

Atl nearly laughed, a smirk coming into his face. The shorter haired cat had a point, Atl thought as he recalled who else was in the clan. They all had longer fur... except for Cham. "Keep pacing, Cham, I'm sure the snow will thaw soon."

Cham smiled, rolling his eyes in amusement. He would keep pacing, sometimes picking up his pace to a run to get more blood pumping. If it worked, it worked, and this way Cham could still be at his post and not be cold at the same time. And hey, who didn't want to stay fit?

[jaques]

Username:
jaques

Cat Name:
blackfire

Clan:
hollyclan

Rank:
warrior

Gender:
male

Age:
32 moons

Prompt:
wip

[Shuurock]

Username: Shuurock
Cat Name: Ravenfeather
Clan: Tidalclan
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Tom
Age: 23 moons

Prompt:

Ravenfeather could feel the cold of leafbare coming faster than any other cat in the clan, and for good reason with his short coat. He doesn’t mind the cold while he’s out and moving his body, but being in camp was almost impossible without being surrounded by others for warmth. Which most of the time isn’t bad, but there are times where Ravenfeather needs some time by himself. He’s found himself an amazing place and he hasn’t told anyone about it yet. In the depths of Tidalclan territory there is a rock formation and nestled behind it is a hot spring. He soaks himself in the water, often floating on top of the water and cloud watching as he relaxes. When he has had enough alone time he will return to his clan mates full of energy and they’re even surprised with how warm he is despite his pelt.

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[Birchii]

Username: Birchii
Cat Name: Pantherpaw / Panthertwist
Clan: GealachClan
Rank: Apprentice
Gender: Tom
Age: 12 Moons

Prompt:

"Have you seen Pantherpaw's whiskers? There's icicles hanging from them!"

The black tom scowled, squinting his eyes to look at his whiskers. There wasn't any, but he knew what they meant. Whilst about half of the patrol had short fur, none were as unfortunate to have the thing and especially short hairs that Pantherpaw had, resulting in his constant shivers and shudders.

"Oh the poor thing. Leaf-Bare is just not your season, is it?" His mentor, Barleytumble, mewed, a look of pity and concern on his face. All Pantherpaw could do was nod curtly, his chilly-trembles still present. Realising his sister, Pepperpaw, was also shivering, he pushed up against her, with their best friend, Rattlepaw, coming up on the other side of Pantherpaw.

All three were unfortunate enough to have short fur, and all three knew the woes of the winter season. They had formed this system at the first icy gale to howl across their pelts. They would walk, three astride and in step. After a period of time, they would swap the centre cat, so they all had a fair chance at staying warm, even if it was just for a bit.

"Feel free to rush on ahead, you three," Lizardfang mewed, glancing between the three apprentices on patrol. Without so much as a look at one another, the trio began their race, prancing over the snow with a motivated end goal in sight: a warm, snug nest.

Thankfully, they weren't far off from camp, so they rushed into the clearing, the snow crunching beneath their paws as they skidded to a halt.

"I'm going s-s-straight to the den," Pantherpaw shuddered, an icy wind rustling through the open camp. Pepperpaw and Rattlepaw simply nodded, quick on his tail.

Slipping into the apprentices' den, they were greeted with a relieving warmth, as they were the last apprentices back to the den. They had been on an evening patrol, and during the colder months, very few felines hung about in the camp after their daily duties were completed.

Being the oldest apprentices had perks. Their nests were directly in the middle of the den, away from the chill of the earthy walls, and free from the wind-shaken or drip-allowing den entrance. Right there, in the middle of the apprentices' den, were three nests pushed closely against one another. The trio immediately slinked around the occupied nests, mewing brief greetings before simultaneously falling into a huddle, wrapping and weaving around each other.

It seemed a bit odd, having cats their age so linked in amongst each other, but there were no boundaries and no awkward moments between the three, so they cuddled together comfortably and slept, their combined body heat keeping them all warm and slumbering through the night. It was a little odd, but it was the only method that worked, and not one of the three minded in the slightest. What else were best friends for, if not collapsing into a giant puddle of coziness?

[Goner.]

congrats!

Username: .sins.
Cat Name: Whitepatch
Clan: Strawberryclan
Rank: Forest Dweller
Gender: male
Age: 45 moons

Prompt: Whitepatch dug deeper into the dirt in the sleeping den, making the hole almost as tall as his shoulders were. The black and white tom grumbling to himself as his breath was starting to be seen, proceeding to pull his nest into the hole and sorting his things out. The heather, moss and feathers covering the ground and side of his new hole, the pile of dirt behind him the only indicator for the other cats in the clan.

“Whitepatch,” Runningshadow mewed unamused and annoyed, “What are you doing to the den floor, besides trying to kill another cat?”

“Well unlike some of you that grow a thicker coat even with short fur, I seem to be affected by this cold weather more than you or your siblings, so forgive me for trying to make myself warmer,” he sassed back, not wanting to waste his warm breath talking to the she-cat.

“Whatever makes you happy,” she mewed before adding under her breath, “You’ll live through it kittypet.”

[.sins.]

Thank you so much!!!