"But, why am I of all cats to be chosen with this task?!" She asked, her silver tabby fur spiked with apprehension and anxiety. "Only you have the determination and belief to bring Waveclan back to its rightful home, Silverheart." The starry cat replied calmly. ❝ It is you that is destined to reclaim our rightful home. Now is the time.❞ ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ What would happen if you were destined to do something you had no knowledge of? A task so great, that you never believed you would be the one chosen to do it? Silverheart is a young warrior of Waveclan, new in the prospects of warrior. Strong, determined, intelligent, and light-hearted, she serves as a skilled warrior to the clan she loves the most. One day, something happens that Silverheart never imagined would exist, four other clans. [Slow-Updates] Cover by: @mint-tiff Time when published: 3/8/17

"Is it meant to be?" Sometimes breaking the Warrior Code was a lot easier than following it. Morningwish was born and raised in ThunderClan as a loyal member. She was a cat with a big-heart, and sometimes too big even for her own good. But that didn't stop her from following her own heart, and her kindness didn't stop it from capturing the hearts of others; in particularly a cat from another clan. It was too late for her to realize her mistake by bonding and falling in love with a ShadowClan cat. According to the Warrior Code, everything about their relationship was wrong, but as each day passes by, all she could think about is him. The tom that took her heart away. Morningwish knew she would have to choose her path eventually, and there was only two choices she would have rather avoided. 1. Cut all ties with the tom she fell in love with, and stay loyal to her clan. or 2. Lose their trust forever to be with him. • • • Meanwhile tension is growing between all four clans, and Hollywhisper, the ShadowClan medicine cat, is stuck with a prophecy that may lead her Clanmates into a dark path that should not have been forgotten. She knows that if the prophecy is not solved soon enough, there will be blood spilled and innocent cats dead.

A collection of one-shots for a contest. Long ago, a Twoleg war devastated the Forest of Eon. The war caused great destruction, which the Clans took countless moons to recover from. During that time of recovery, conflicts arose from lack of prey, the two native Clans fighting over even the littlest of crowfood. The Clans that reside in the Forest of Eon are EtherealClan and CrypticClan. EtherealClan tend to be more reserved and peaceful, but the war caused them to be more aggressive towards their rival Clan. CrypticClan is usually outspoken and bold, and the war caused them to be more daring. Eventually EonClan, their ancestors, decided to step in. They decided that the Clans lacked order, so they selected five cats from the two Clans to train with them in EonClan hunting grounds. Their objective was to groom those five cats into figures of justice and peace. After many moons, those cats were returned to the Forest of Eon. They were stronger, fastest, and bolder. EonClan had declared them to have higher authority, matched with leaders. They are named the "Justice Seekers". For a few moons, it seemed as if having Justice Seekers was a logical step to ensuring the two Clans do not fight. However, as more moons passed, the Justice Seekers lost sight of their purpose. They started annihilating anyone they think do not deserve to live. At first, EonClan were horrified, but after a few days of pondering, they thought the Justice Seekers' actions were just, and did not step in to intervene. More complications arose because of that. Will the Justice Seekers ever stop their reign of terror?

Time is like a cloak hanging over the world we live in - it is the very fabric of our existence. Time is something the Clans cannot not afford to waste. They depend on a type of flower, Moonlight's Embrace, to keep the earth in their territories nourished, and to keep their connections to StarClan strong. For many years, the Clans by the flowers were strong and happy, until they started to realise that the number of flowers were declining, and they had no idea how to grow more. Conflict began to arise, with each Clan growing more and more restless. Soon, they were stealing from one another. Moonlight's Embrace comes in three different colours, one for each Clan. The flowers declined so quickly, eventually, only one of each colour were left. Realising that they no longer could stay on their dying territory, the Clans set off on a journey to find new territory, bringing the last three flowers along with them. Will they learn to work together, or will they destroy one another first? Cover and concept by: @-Skyfrost- **Most of the team will be working on this book**

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

// Sequel to Unmasked "Are you not listening? We don't have time. The longer we wait the more of our own die. They grow stronger every day - the newest batch of apprentices will be trained in assassination, for StarClan's sake! And if they have the ability to pick us off, one by one, then who will remain to put an end to Dawnstar's reign?" Dewkit knows very little of the rebellion his mother took part in. For him, home is the brick walls and cardboard dens of the alley cat camp; a loving mother, a host of friends, and a just leader. Here, his twisted back leg and crumpled ears are of no significance - until the poison of DarkClan begins to spread closer and closer, endangering this peaceful life and bringing with it the threat of war. Lightpaw trains hard, day and night, to live up to DarkClan's standards - and her mother's and father's. Yet, as Dawnstar's cruelty grows and darkness looms over the Clan, Lightpaw finds herself wondering if the stories she heard from Nightchaser as a kit could have any truth to them. Her thoughts put her at risk, but can she truly live out her days as nothing more than a pawn in Dawnstar's game?

"It is forbidden for a reason, young one. Love makes you weak, a fraction of yourself. It keeps you from being the best you can be and that is why we must mask it. Ambition, intelligence, strength - now those are qualities that will get you through this harsh life. But being loving, compassionate, kind? Those are the best ways to get yourself killed." Generations after the Masked Uprising and the fall of StarClan, DarkClan's way of life is no less harsh. Emotions are strictly forbidden and any talk of the Old Life is considered treasonous and punishable by death. It is in this cruel setting that Nightpaw finds himself apprenticed to the only cat with an ounce of freedom: the truth-teller, a cat specifically chosen by the Masked to remember the history of DarkClan. Yet, Nightpaw doubts the truth in the truth-teller's stories and finds them even harder to reconcile when he is visited by someone he'd been taught no longer exists. Caught between fear and curiosity, the truth-teller's apprentice finds himself stuck between two versions of the Clan's history - two truths where there should only be one. And he will stop at nothing until the truth is unmasked. // I have the story rated as teen. Please be warned that there will be a lot of bloodshed and dark matters discussed in this novel.