Dawncurl is born into perfection. Her mother always told her that life was a blessing and that she should never take it for granted. However since the birth of she and her brother, she was instantly cast aside by her father who favored her brother and claimed he would be heir to the throne. However, the roles will soon reverse when Dawncurl is discovered to be a skilled strategist and combatant. Not just skilled, but a prodigy. With this information she is finally given the praise she's always craved from her father. Along the journey, she finds out her family isn't so perfect and she will become the victim of it all. As a looming darkness unfolds, Dawncurl will fall under the hold of her father. Adoring his praise, she goes to grave measures to ensure that she keeps it, no matter the consequences; even if it means hurting the cats that she loves most.

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

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

Your heart starts beating so much faster Your eyes will dilate You might even feel sick to your stomach. Then you'll choose. To fight.. Or to take flight. Mothdapple is a new warrior of DrizzleClan, ready to prove herself worthy of this clan that took her in as a rogue kit, no matter the cost. Otterpaw is an apprentice of MarshClan, born with a shot at a good life but not quite sure if she wants it. In clans so big that clanmates can be mere acquaintances, hostile sparks are flying from DrizzleClan to its usually silent and distant bordering clans, putting these two young she-cats in positions they never thought would happen. - This is set approximately a year after Spark. If you haven't read Spark but want to, I suggest you read it before starting this. If you don't want to or couldn't bear through the whole thing, you might be able to read this without a problem? Started March 30, 2016 #163 in fanfiction 5/26/17

Being able to manipulate elements is common among the clan cats. ThunderClan have many heavy-defensive earth and poison type cats, RiverClan cats are often the enviable water manipulators, ShadowClan are sharp offensive fire types, and WindClan swift air manipulators. The Clans prospered with tense peacefulness, and they grew in great number, several new rare manipulation types even popped up, like ice and wood. Then it happened. ThunderClan attacked. With the realization that RiverClan, the largest of the Clans, held the advantage of water being stronger than their earth and poison, they slaughtered over half of RiverClan in a night relentless battle. Smokepaw was known as the RiverClan prodigy, greatly skilled in fighting with her water abilities. Now she's known as just another one of the RiverClan survivors staying in ShadowClan. Smokepaw isn't dumb though. She knows ThunderClan wants her dead. Whether or not she goes down with a fight, she isn't actually sure. // warning: contains graphic description of violence, blood, wounds, and gore; dark themes; graphic death. lgbtq+ characters and relationships very prominent updates, for the most part, once a week. see my s/mb for news on how it's coming along. start: sep 3, 2017 finish:

Bloodshed has happened, ever since her birth. No one could stop her. A mass murderer. The Clans have been in fear for moons. ~~ Rainkit was born a mistake from the beginning. Taunted for the fate she was born into, she struggles. Her mind twisted and shredded beneath the darkness arising in BirchClan. Yet her determination pushes her on, And into the wrong path. • - • - • previously #1 in warriorcats 1k reads 12/6/19 5k reads 8/10/19 10k reads 18/2/20 86.5k reads 12/4/24 ~ Winner of The Bee Awards - Warriors Genre ~

Duststar, the leader of BirchClan. The one who sent Rainclaw on the path she went. But one may wonder, how did Duststar end up the cat he did in Rainclaw's Ravage? ~~ Dustpaw is a new apprentice of BirchClan, eager to learn and serve his Clan. But ways are twisted when a major betrayal occurs, and there is no other way to turn, only a bloody trail of pawsteps can be of any hope to him.

𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐭, 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐊𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫. 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭. 𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐦, 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐧-𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐄𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬, 𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬.