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.

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

Only the dead have seen the end of war. Moonpaw, scorned since birth by her eyes -- an ill-fated omen of doom. Yet this curse might be far more sinister than the destruction of her clan, or the soulless white walkers swarming their mountain, or even the stoic silence from their ancestors. A destruction beyond the Inferno of the end of the world. A destruction sweeping across Otherworld landscapes; shaking the foundations of space and time; into the very heart of her destiny. (Spinoff from Warriors fandom)