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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!

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: January 30th 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.

For this kiddo tell me about a time they protected someone else!
Max 500 words
End Date: December 7th 8:59 pm PST

Username;; orbiting
Cat Name;; Shellstalker
Gender;; Male
Age;; 59 moons
Clan;; bloomclan
Rank;; warrior
Description: black cat with white and amber eyes

Other Features: scars on front leg
Siblings: None Living

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[SurgeFire]

Username;; SurgeFire
Cat Name;; Ravenbite
Gender;; male
Age;; 16 moons
Clan;; AsterClan
Rank;; Navigator

Prompt;;

"Ravenpaw."
The words caught him off-guard, and he had to glance to look back at Crowpaw, who dipped his head. "Aren't we going out with Heronwatcher and the rest? Navigator training?"
"Yes, right," he muttered, "I'll be on my way."

He glanced back at what he was doing; an assortment of feathers, different species, different kinds. From the dove to the cormorant, it seemed he had had gathered his fill.
And yet, he just still couldn't get the one he wanted for his collection. A crow's feather; the species seemed to evade him, always slipped out of his paws.
He wanted it for his brother, after all. Crowpaw...
They had quite the strained relationship at times, but he just wanted to make it right.

He padded along, his brother at his side; looking back at the rest of the group, somewhat nervous of his brother insisting to step further and further...
"Ravenpaw!" he heard a voice, and he snapped back to look back at the impatient Opal. "Crowpaw, you two. Slow down, will ya?"
"Yes, yes, alright," he muttered, slowing down; he would have nudged Crowpaw, but instead he just gave her a glare and matched Ravenpaw's pace.
"I have something to tell you, anyways," she whispered to Ravenpaw, ensuring Crowpaw couldn't hear her.


"What?"
"I told you, there are two ways it can go. I can't tell which is which," she finished, looking back at Crowpaw from her distance. "Something leads to Crowpaw's death."
"And you feel as if it's if I tell him or not," he looked down, the pit of anxiety growing in his stomach. "I can't... why me?"
"You're his brother," she retorted, "You'd know him the best."
"But..."

Which way would lead to Crowpaw's protection? His mind raced; surely, perhaps if he told his brother of how he would die - he could avoid a premature death.
But he knew something.

He would go insane.
He was the type of cat to overthink - the type that if given some knowledge he could have lived without knowing... he would be destroyed.
I have to protect him.

"I can't tell Crowpaw, no. But thanks for telling me, Opal. It means... a lot, I'll keep my eye out," he replied, pushing off the bizarre issue as if it was nothing. "You have a strange gift, huh?"
"If you say so."

Later on, a crow had perched itself in perfect distance for Ravenpaw to leap up and catch; and the perfect feather drifted down, unbloodied, undamaged.

It was his gift.

[clouds-move-on]

Won her concept in another contest so dropping out! c:

[hawkfire102]

Username;; hawkfire102
Cat Name;; Darksun
Gender;; Male
Age;; 39 moons
Clan;; SycamoreClan
Rank;; Warrior

Prompt;;

Darksun sprinted towards the twoleg place. Somehow his secret got out and now his friend was in danger. Ashenfault had already sent the patrol out and he had to catch up to them.

'Please Cloud, I can't believe I have to pray that you're inside right now!..'

He broke through the tree line to see the patrol heading towards the fences. There were four of them. There was no way he could take all of them on himself but.. He shook his head. He was not going to involve Cloud. He pinned his ears back and unsheathed his claws.

'There's no going back now.'

Without another thought, he launched himself towards the patrol. He let out a yowl and tackled the cat at the rear of the patrol. They hissed in surprise and the rest of the patrol turn in shock. He tussled with the first cat before two of the other cats join in to pull him off. Darksun hissed and spat at the cats surrounding him. He glanced up to see the final cat approaching the fence. He panicked.

He thrashed and wiggled to get out of their grasps. He felt their claws sting his skin as he ripped away from them. He heard the cats yell something as he raced away from them. The final cat was on top of the fence. He bunched up his muscle and leaped up after him. Darksun crashed into them and sent both of them into the hedges below. The cat yowled as they tried to get unstuck from the branches.

Darksun wriggled out of the hedge and bounced a few lengths into Cloud's yard. He glanced up at the window to see Cloud's distraught face. Darksun only shook his head and turned back around to face the cats. The hedge cat finally made his way out followed by two of the cats from the other side of the fence. Darksun dug his claws into the ground and growled at them, thrashing his tail from side to side.

It seemed like a flurry as he launched himself at the cats. He knew Cloud's life was on the line. He didn't have the option to lose. Burning rage and determination filled him as he fought, uncaring of the wounds that he was getting. That energy burned until a heavy blow landed against the side of his head, knocking him down. He felt fangs in his front leg before he was tossed aside and pinned down.

"If only you fought this well in the arena." Darksun felt cold as he looked up to see Ashenfault's large frame above him.

"Please..leave him out of this..I'll do whatever you want.." Darksun pleaded, tears threatening to spill. He flinched at Ashenfault's claws digging into his neck.

"That you will." He glanced back at Cloud. He flicked his tail and walked away from him. Darksun got to his paws, looking at Cloud with tear-filled eyes before following Ashenfault.

"I'm sorry..but it's to keep you safe.."

[.sins.]

Username;; .sins.
Cat Name;; Berryclaw
Gender;; male
Age;; 65 moons
Clan;; Strawberryclan
Rank;; Protector

Prompt;;

Berryclaw mewed in fake pain as the kits small claws combed through his fur, and their tiny teeth barely made it to the skin on his tail. He rolled over on his side, feeling the solid weights of the five kits jumping on his side, and one trying their best to miss getting squished.

“Ah no!” he fake cried out, writhing with pain, hearing the delighted squeals of the kits as the continued to pull at the small knots in his fur.

“Strawberryclan, we have defeated the badger that has entered the camp!” the largest and more outspoken of all the kits called, while standing on his shoulder. The black and white tom taking long breaths to make it look like he wasn’t breathing. The other kits all cheered and started to jump on the tom, making him mew and start to attack gain, their squeals drowning out all other noise in the camp.

“Fox!” another cat had called out as the brown shape burst through the brush surrounding the camp, chasing and biting at the closest cat possible.

Berryclaw leapt to his paws and quickly ushered the kits towards the den, only to feel the stiff jaw of the animal close around his fore leg. Batting at the back end of the last kit, knocking them hard into the den, he yowled as he was dragged away by the fox, only for him to be dropped as the other clan members attacked the animal, trying to pull its attention away from the nursery. The black and white tom panted as he felt the blood rushing from his wounds. Standing and holding it close to him, he hissed and swatted with his good paw, balancing on his hind legs, at the fox, still trying to protect the small kits inside.

[lunar-lynx]

Username;; smol kittten
Cat Name;; Duskfire
Gender;; Male
Age;; 48 Moons
Clan;; CedarClan
Rank;; Warrior

Prompt;;

[houndjaw]

dropping out. good luck everyone! :)

[orbiting]

Username;; orbiting
Cat Name;; Shellstalker
Gender;; Male
Age;; 59 moons
Clan;; bloomclan
Rank;; warrior

Prompt;;
Tragedy spreads fast in a clan where things rarely go wrong.
Word of mouth gets around and the rumors flare up as they spread like licking flames.
She was the clan's pride, and they worshipped her like she was a star, fore she shone like one -
and then she burned out.
Shellstalker be the first to hear the news before others could grasp onto it and weave their own version of the story;
Halfdawn had left.
She'd told her apprentice she was tired of the clan life. She would take the cat out into the woods near the border, and claw his face until he screamed out in pain. She then pinned him down as the blood gushed from his face and hiss into his ear, "Tell the clan not to look for me. I'll kill any of them if they do."
And she had fled without another word.
The clan would be in shock for days. The clan would mourn the mother and her decision forever.
Seedkit, however, on that faithful day, would simply ask Shellstalker a pure and innocent question, and he'd expect something innocent in return.
"Your mother is on an adventure." He mewed. "And I'm sorry, Seedkit, but she won't be coming back."
Seedkit's eyes twisted up. "Why's that?" The kitten asked.
"She's decided to go and help some cats in need," Shellstalker lied. "She promised me to tell you that she loves you, very much, and she will be thinking about you forever. She wants you to remember her as a cat with a big heart, who would leave her clan behind to save needy lives." His stomach ached. He was lying through his teeth; but the young cat's eyes were a fire.
"She's not coming back?"
"No, Seedkit. But - listen to me. Your mother was a beautiful cat, and this clan loved her. She will always remember you."
Seedkit managed a smile. "She's helping other cats?"
"She's saving the lives of cats who need it. Who are sick. Kittens, like you." Shellstalker shifted his paws.
Seedkit would be upset. He would feel the pain of loosing his mother for as long as he'd live, and yet, however,
he would not hate her; he would see her for the rest of his life as the cat Shellstalker had painted in the young kit's mind; his mother was a beautiful soul, a hero, and that's why she left him - that would be in Seedkit's mind forever. Not the hatred filled, violent cat the clan knew.
He would live as a cat who felt loved by a mother who had never loved him; because of Shellstalker, he would never harbor anything but love for her in his heart; and by lying to the kit that day, and every day since, Shellstalker protected him in that way.

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username;; baddad
cat name;; moongaze
gender;; tom
age;; thirty-four moons
clan;; tempestclan
rank;; medicine cat

prompt;;

i didn't intend for any of this.

paws stained red, soaked with blood--the yowls of injured clanmates, enemy and foe alike. how did it come to this? how did we get here? when did our brothers and sisters become targets to slaughter? our camp is the stage for a war, our hearts are turned to stone against one another. at my feet, the one i love most, writhing in agony as i press cobwebs to his eyes. he doesn't realize just how injured he is, his twisted legs and his oozing eyes...

"hold still, mouse. we have to stop the bleeding, please--"

"i have to get back out there! i-- hah-- i've got to go back out to fight... hurry... hurry it up--" he's taking in broken gasps, his dark tabby flank rising and falling in stuttering heaves. he can survive, but not like this. not if he keeps fighting my treatment. not if he goes back out there...

he snaps his head back and forth, shaking me away. he tries to get to his paws, scrambles weakly to get to his feet. then, he collapses again, into a pile of torn fur and aching wounds. it tears into me like claws, deep into my heart. he could survive this. i could just continue to walk beside him, could continue to wake up to his warm brown coat pressed to mine, could keep enjoying those golden green-leaf rays sharing tongues near the shore.

i could keep seeing him look fondly at me.

he releases an angry cry, and i blink tears away from my eyes. he's out of breath, gasping. his tail twitches with frustration. he's helpless, and he hates it. i know.

but i made a promise.

i know that just outside, blue and tiger are waiting. i know what i've agreed to do. i know that there's no other way. it's the only thing that drives my numb paws closer to mouseclaw. it keeps me moving even as my vision swims from the salty sting. my toes flex, and my claws unsheathe. the weight of it crushes me, and my lungs press to my ribs as they reject the air, heavy with the smell of iron.

"moon... you know... i don't tell you enough... you're the only cat i can trust, and i-- when this is over, everything will be ours--"

my throat feels like its swelling. the floodwaters come, trailing rivers down my muzzle. i've heard that when you die, your life flashes before your eyes. visions of warmth and sun, of rain and sorrow, of the feel of a sleeping form curled close. am i dying now?

"...i know, mouseclaw. i love you."

my claws find his throat.

even if i'm dying, now, even if it's the most painful thing i've ever done...

for tempestclan.

to preserve things much bigger than me, to pay the price for their safety.

"i'm so sorry--"

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[Birchii]

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

Prompt;;

"Wanna go for a walk, Pantherpaw?"

"Always, Rattlepaw."

The two toms left the camp in a race, their laughter as free as the wind roaring above their heads. The sun was slowly setting in the distance, the hues of the evening sky as breathtaking as they could get.

They were best friends, and nothing could ever stop their bond to one another. Pantherpaw felt a flutter in his stomach whenever he was caught unawares by Rattlepaw as of recent and he hadn't quite figured out why. Did he like the tom? What were his feelings? He wasn't sure. All he knew is that they would always be friends, no matter what, and that was all that mattered to him.

Rattlepaw, to his right, was still panting from their evening sprint. Pantherpaw paused, inhaling deeply to catch his spent breath.

"Let's rest, yeah?" Pantherpaw suggested, to which Rattlepaw sighed with relief and immediately fell onto the floor. He rolled onto his back, wriggling in the grass to make a comfortable little nook for him and Pantherpaw, who was watching with a slight smirk.

"What?" Rattlepaw asked, stopping his task to blink at the black tom. Pantherpaw simply shook his head and purred with laughter, flopping beside Rattlepaw and leaning against the other apprentice.

"You're weird," Pantherpaw teased, gently nudging his companion. Rattlepaw signed and nodded, curling up tightly and closing his eyes.

"I know," he mewed, "and I'm also tired."

Pantherpaw opened his maw to respond but his ears flicked back as twigs crackled behind them. He turned his head to scan the trees and undergrowth, and saw nothing. Nothing, until a badger came lumbering out with a snarling muzzle and anger in its gaze.

"Run, Rattlepaw!" He warned, leaping up to place himself between his friend and the beast. It struck without hesitation, and Pantherpaw staggered back, pain slicing through his leg. Rattlepaw, who had remained frozen in terror, saw the open wound and hissed at the badger, who turned and snapped at the gold-shaded tom.

Seeing an opportunity, Pantherpaw struck the badger's face, landing his claws on the broad wet nose of the beast. Realising the mistake it had made, the beast cried out and made to run away. Pantherpaw hissed and began chase, but stumbled as pain rippled through his leg.

"Pantherpaw!" Rattlepaw yelled, catching up to him with fear and concern plastered across his face and dominating his scent. "Are you okay?"

The black tom grunted in response, his face tense with the pain of his leg. "You froze like an icicle while a badger came at you!” He sighed, exasperated. "Help me to camp, fuzzball. We need to alert the clan.”

Rattlepaw nodded, head hung low. "I'm sorry, Rattlepaw. I panicked," he mumbled.

Pantherpaw nudged him, sharing a small smile through his pain. "It's fine. Just… Next time, maybe jump up, yeah?" He suggested, trying to catch the tom's eyes.

Rattlepaw nodded, smiling with a sad glisten in his eyes. "Sounds like a plan."