The mountains conspired against the rest of the territories, stealing the sun from the sky as it set and tucking it behind their peaks. The rest of the world was left to watch the last of the fiery rays smothered out into an indigo dusk. Cats huddled in the gloom around a limp loved one, their faces buried in her blood-stained pelt. It had been too soon. Death always arrived too soon, though, and no one can escape it forever. -- ☼ -- This short story tells the farewell of beloved former Driftclan leader and mother, Sunshower. Despite her controversy, she was a respected and well-liked cat among all of the clans, and her passing marked a dark point in history for many cats. There is physical fighting and mentions of blood in this story, and although it is not overly gory, if you dislike mentions of blood, this is not the story for you. Sunshower is a character of my creation (and her friends and family are creations of my friends), but the world she lived in was built by MFGC, and the concept of warriors belongs to Erin Hunter and the Warriors series. Credit for certain aspects of this story goes to them respectively.

Ravendusk is consumed with the daunting presence of depression while battling the recent death of his sister, a colloidal of guilt and an emotionally taxing relationship. When he's finally given the energy to leave his nest, an excursion with his friends turns into a traumatic journey. A story about trauma, the corruption and abuse of power and found family.

Life isn't fair. Zinniapool finds this out the hard way. (ngl this fanfic is the neglected middle child. still finished it!)

At the moment of final death, Tigerstar is given a second chance at life. He is thrown back in time to the moment that started it all- Redtail's murder. With the knowledge of his entire first life and his time in the Dark Forest, Tigerstar has a decision to make. Will he right his wrongs or take the chance to rule the forest once again?

Prophecies are works about journeys and saving clans via StarClan's designated cats. StarClan can't predict everything though, right? Sparkfur is hated by much of her clan. She's much more intelligent than any other cat, she's sassy, and an annoyance. They have half a mind to kick her out, but at the same time, they would never put the deputy's sister in the dangers of being a loner. That's the difference about DrizzleClan and its fellow bordering clans: the rogues are savages that will murder any lone cat in cold blood if they don't join up with the growing Rogue band. So no blunt prophecy from the heavens, but we do have Sparkfur and her tense-relationship with her brother Berryfoot to stop the massacres. Or at least attempt to. // Contains darker themes (such as death, gore, etc.) and may cause one heartbreak. Includes art for most chapters by me. Started : September 12, 2015 Finished : March 30, 2016

"When the blossom's last petal falls, the cruel red tide will rise. Only when the fern unfurls and the ashes settle will the water run clear again." At night, all of IceClan's apprentices gather, voices barely above whispers, for fear of the warriors listening in. The tension within IceClan is nearly at a breaking point. The new leader, Sleetstar, and his deputy, Scalefeather, are about to split them in two, and every apprentice in the den, no matter who they support, is familiar with the fear that claws at their hearts. Meanwhile, a forgotten prophecy looms in their future. Their medicine cat's first apprentice, Meadowpaw, died very young, but before she did, StarClan gifted her a vision. Little did the Clan know that the memory of this first forgotten omen would come back to haunt them in the worst possible way.

While RyeClan and ShallowClan are both strong clans in their own right, their bitter rivalry runs acrid through the river and has torn apart generations. As adversity approaches from all sides, the two clans must struggle through, whether apart or together, and decide their fate.

Pollen is a pure white tom with blue eyes.

❝We lie slightly beyond your field of vision, Maplepaw. But The Empires are there, recognised or not. We are such fickle lifeforms, but yet we matter is much❞ The Empires are a society based off of Warriors, a society of anthropomorphized cats. They're significantly more anthropomorphic than the cats in Warriors though, in several ways, but perhaps more biologically/behaviorally realistic. This book is a worldbuilding book, where I basically explain the Empire as a whole. However the majority of it is written format, so it's similar to a regular fanfic. Okay, boring description over.

The Clans should have always been kept separate. Three Clans, one in the mixed forest, one in the beech forest, and one by the river. RimuClan, BeechClan, and RushClan. To the surprise of everyone, Spiderstar and Keastar announce to their Clans that RimuClan and BeechClan will be uniting to form one large Clan - ForestClan. They will no longer compete for prey, they will no longer fight. Instead, they will rule the forest together. Greeneyes, the loyal BeechClan deputy, is given the task of helping bring these Clans together. She vows to rise up to the challenge and show her leadership skills, but fixing the divide between the two very different Clans is harder than she imagined, especially when she discovers what is truly at stake. Fogface, a traumatized RushClan warrior, feels as threatened as the rest of her Clan when they are left out of this new agreement. She and her mate decide they have to do something about this agreement, and establish a rebellion for all those unhappy. And as ulterior motives are revealed, the stakes get higher. The fate of the Clans is threatened, and the two mollies lives become more important than they'd ever planned.