Hey guys! I'm new at writing fanfiction, and while I have written some about my own OCs, this is the first time I'll be doing one about real characters. I know, Foxleap is Rosepetal's uncle, but Warriors incest in nothing new. I mean, if Willowpelt and Patchpelt being siblings yet having Graystripe is acceptable, then certainly this is. Cover by @Honeyjump and Raven

A Warrior Cats original story following three clans based in a Florida inspired wild marshland, grove, coastal area. This story follows Otterkit: a young cat of MangroveClan, Dunestorm: a powerful warrior of CoastalClan, and Cypressleaf: a medicine cat of SwampClan. Hardened by the challenges of an extreme climate, wild weather, and other natural disasters, the three clans do what they need to survive. But the storms the cats face are more than just those caused by nature, and they are often forced to make choices for challenges where the correct answer isn't always clear. Tensions build among the clans and when Cypressleaf and the other medicine cats get sent a prophecy from StarClan, they all must figure out the meaning, or face even rougher battles. Will the clans be strong enough to withstand the storms, or will they be ripped from their roots? (Semi mature due is to some more serious themes that will eventually be present. Warnings will be put ahead of time for any graphic depictions.)

Ellie was just walking where she usually walks, then finds something unbearable.. will she make it through this terrorizing creature that has taken her hostage? will she survive the terror of her parents death?

It was time to get naked. The plan was simple, yet utterly brilliant. "Capri?" Hayden called. Showtime. I had left the door to the bathroom slightly ajar so that he would be lured in by the illusion that I was doing something innocent such as brushing my teeth. Not draped fully nude in a bathtub. He pushed open the door, immediately slapping his hand over his eyes. "Jesus! I...I...didn't realize..." "That my tits are exposed?" I filled in, faking indignation. But on the inside, I was smiling. "They're just breasts, Hayden," I reasoned, reaching for a washcloth and lathering it with soap. "I'm not going to slap you for looking." He cautiously cracked one open as I began massaging my nipples with the towel. Both eyes were now firmly affixed to my tits. I was a genius. *** The last time she saw him was in her bed. Capri Yorke thought her bad luck had finally broken the night she met Hayden Williams. Hot, charming... and amazing in bed. Then he ghosted her. So, imagine her surprise when he shows up months later as a camp counselor at her summer job, looking even sexier and smirking like he didn't completely wreck her. Now, thanks to a prank gone wrong, they're stuck sharing a bunk. Capri should hate him. The problem? She doesn't trust herself not to kiss him. And Hayden has never met a rule he didn't love breaking.