[liightning]

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 enter, you must own a founder and be at least level 1, or have no founder in progress or at all.


Tell me about their first snow when they were a kit!

Loose word limit of around 200-300 words max. You won't get disqualified for going over but please try to stay close to the limit!


End date: December 13th, 11:59 pm EST/EDT

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This cat may not be traded until March 20th, 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.

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username: Wet Bread
cat name: Lunamoth
clan: BrightClan
rank: warrior

gender: trans she-cat (dmab)
age: 52 moons
description: pale silver-blue cat with pale green eyes
genetic description: blue chinchilla with pale green eyes

other features: none
siblings: none living

[Berryy]

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[Wet Bread]

username: Wet Bread
cat name: Lunamoth
gender: trans she-cat (dmab)
age: 52 moons
clan: Brightclan
rank: warrior

prompt: (loose word limit of 200-300 words max)

Luna Moth always thought the snow would be cold. That's what her parents told her anyways. But today it was unbearably hot. The heat surrounded her as the bright flames rose through the forest, surrounding her. The snow was white. From what her mother told her, the snow would cover everything, blanketing it in shiny white. Luna Moth would have liked to see that, but all the snow that landed around her turned to water right away. How odd. Looking back, Luna Moth supposed she should have felt urgency as the hot flames licked at the tree nearest to them, but she was just a kit back then. Not only was this her first snow, it was also her first fire.

Her mother snatched Luna Moth up just as the tree fell, being eaten away by this hungry fire. Someone had been under that tree. A brother or sister? Luna Moth could not remember. It felt like it happened in another world. Mother threw Luna Moth on her back and told her to hold on as she snatched up another sibling and ran. There was orange everywhere, the fire was eating up the forest. Luna Moth still isn't sure how her mother managed to find her way out.

As they reached the edge of the forest, her mother still running frantically, the wind picked up and the snow started to fall in big, heavy flakes. Luna Moth giggled as a snowflake landed on her forehead. It was cold! She could feel how cold it was here! So this was what snow felt like. As the world around her grew colder and the snow grew heavy, Luna Moth was oblivious to the forest burning behind her. As the flakes kept falling and the air grew colder, Luna Moth realized with a start that some of the flakes were warm and gray. Ash. A small shiver passed through the she-kit. Her first snow was both beautiful and chilling.

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[.sins.]

username: .sins.
cat name: Cloudheart
gender: female
age: 28 moons
clan: Strawberryclan
rank: hunter

prompt:

‘I stepped outside the nursery, my fur just barely starting to grow in more course hair to keep me warm. The bright white surrounded the camp clearing. I bounded out further, the cold on my paws not seeming to bother me, the only thing I remember feeling was happy. Suddenly my mother screamed in horror. I looked back and she was searching every where in the snow for me. The grey clouds above having made the snow more of a light grey than white to her. I was lost. I quickly went running back to her thinking I had done something wrong. Now I can’t seem to enjoy the white powder anymore after hearing that scream of terror.'

[astraf]

username: eevee!.
cat name: mistlewillow
gender: female
age: 17 moons
clan: waspclan
rank: warrior

prompt:

Inside the den, Mother blinked her eyes open and glanced outside. Jumping up, she nudged me with her nose.
"Whaaat?" I grumbled.
"Look outside," she murmured to me, as to not wake up Father.
I grunted and rolled over to face the entrance of the den, and what I saw blew my mind.
Everything was white! Everything! Even the trees, even the grass, everything was buried under a pile of white stuff.
I turned to look at Mother with wide eyes. She smiled.
"Go outside and play. It won't hurt you."
I pounced on a floating white thing in the air and fell into the white stuff.
It was ice cold, but I loved it!
"What is this stuff?" I asked Mother as I tried chasing my tail. I sneezed.
"It's called snow, sweetheart. It's just frozen rain." She jumped out of the den to join me and curled up on a rock that was also buried in the stuff she called 'snow'.
"I love it! It's my favorite thing ever!" I say as I bury myself in the 'frozen rain'.
Mother smiled again.
"I'm glad you like it."

[liightning]

Just wanted to note that I forgot to change the end date when I copy-pasted the post! This comp ends on December 13th, not the 7th <3

[sforzando.]

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prompt: (loose word limit of 200-300 words max) res!! perfect prompt for my clan lol

[Catfrog]

username: trumbeak
cat name: Blizzard
gender: Tom
age: Fifty-one moons
clan: Dandelionclan
rank: Warrior

prompt: Blizzard stared out the wide window watching beautiful white flakes flutter down outside. Why couldn’t he go there? He’d never ask his mother, as she would go on and on about the ‘dangers’ of snow and “What would happen if you got lost and never came back?” She worried too much, if he was honest. The dumb molly wasn’t even his real mother. He was three moons old and he could make sure he couldn’t get lost on his own. If his real mother was still alive she would’ve let him play in the snow. He didn’t care about this dumb mom-copy, did he?

“Oh, but it’s oh so cold!” She would wail when he was halfway through the cat-flap. The tom-kit continued to rebelliously scramble out into the backyard, and his eyes widened at all the even brighter white colors, the snow on the patio and grass, the outdoors! He scurried into the snow happily, the older she-cat glaring at him through the glass. This snow stuff was, well, amazing! Blizzard couldn’t see what her problem was. Then it hit him. It was kind of cold, and he figured out that the snow melted on him when it fell. So he went back inside, and shook the water off on his mother, a surprisingly large amount for a kit like him, but like the she-cat always said, he would just keep getting bigger and bigger. Little did he know that someday he’d be out farther, experiencing even more snowfalls.

[DancingEevee]

Username: DancingEevee
Cat Name: Featherfrost
Gender: Male
Age: 11 moons
Clan: StormClan
Rank: Warrior

Prompt: (loose word limit of 200-300 words max)

"Featherkit, get up!"

A voice shook him awake. "Wh....what?" He grumbled, blinking sleep from his eyes.

"You sleep like a hibernating bear! Get up you great lump, it snowed last night!" It was his brother prodding him awake.

All sleepiness drained from Featherkit in the excitement that pulsed through his paws. Snow! He leaped to his paws with a squeak, shoving out of the Nursery bush past his brother.

"Wait, don't trip on the-"

Featherkit suddenly tumbled forwards as his paw caught on the root belonging to the tree that grew overhead. He felt himself roll head over tails and slammed into a flank. "Oof!"

"Hey, woah there!" A kind she-cat jerked in surprise, looking down at the kit. "Are you alright little one?"

Featherkit, embarrassed for being so careless, ignored the pain in his paw and stood up. "Totally fine!" He chirped. With a little start, he realized the ground was cold. He looked down. The white powdery stuff called snow had buried the camp. He stood gaping at the wonderful sight. It covered the ground, the Climbing Rocks, the trees, bushes, and brambles. Even some of the Warriors had snow on their pelts. It's so pretty...

"Hey furbrain! Maybe watch where you're putting your paws next time!" His larger brother bowled him over, thrusting his muzzle playfully into his face.
"Hey I bet lots of kits do that!" He retorted. "Let me up!" He flung him off with a mighty shove. "This stuff is so amazing!"

"Yeah, isn't it great?" His brother grinned.

"I never knew Leaf-bare could be fun! Everybody always complained about it. But it looks like a whole lot of fun to me! Weeeeeeeeeeee" With a powdery explosion, Featherkit raced over and dove into a wide snowdrift. Brrrrrrrrr!
Snow filled his ears and eyes, chilling him to the bone. He popped his head out and shook the snow from his ears.

"Hey maybe my Warrior name could be Featherfrost!"

[Kazin]

username: Kazin
cat name: Eira
gender: she-cat
age: 13 moons
clan: Twilight Drift
rank: Hunter

prompt:

A large grin split across Eira's face when she was woken by her siblings excitement about the snow that had fallen from the sky. Their father had been telling them stories about all the fun that could be had in the snow; throwing snow at others to have a snow fight, sliding through the more slippery spots, having races to see who was able to keep up speed despite the snow. It made the nursery a lively place as soon as the sun rose, reflecting the shiny snow back into the excited faces of the kits.

Eira herself was excited, but for a different reason. As soon as her father told her that snow was white, and not green or brown like the normal colors of the forest, she knew exactly what she had to do. She let the others kits go first, watching the snow fly around their paws. She was headed in a different direction, a spot where the snow had piled up higher than in other spots. She easily tunneled her way into the middle of the pile, only allowing herself a small peep hole.

She could finally hide! The snow hid her almost white pelt perfectly. Her father caught her eye and he smiled mischievously back at her. Eira was incredibly happy with this stuff called snow. Now all there was left to do was start a game of hide and seek... she would finally be the victor, she was sure of it.