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.

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?

Pavlova is a kittypet with a lust for power and a lack of morals. Bored out of her wits by Twolegplace, she spends most of her time watching and observing, trying to figure out how the mind of a cat works. Eventually, she pieces together the theory of Pavlov's dog. So when her forever innocent friend from kithood, Eliza, suggests they join SkyClan, things can only go badly for everyone involved. Concept and cover by Leafy.

"All this forest - ShadowClan territory - was hers. It was her clan's. It was her kin's. And no-one could take that away." During a period of weakness for ShadowClan, a band of five rogues ask to join, and are accepted, with the sick clan eager to have a few extra paws. But everything goes wrong, and ShadowClan suddenly becomes strong force under a conflicted dictator, looking to expand, and the entire clan system is under threat. Leafshadow, a young warrior, is suddenly forced to choose between her friends and her safety, to recognise that not all cats fit into nice, tidy boxes, and to step up and try and make things right.

With an amazing machine invented by the Twolegs and some headphones, cats and Twolegs are now able to communicate. This is good in so many ways--the cats get a huge leap forward in modernization, and the two species can live in peace. Take Aspenfrost, for instance: a cat with a family in Landong, a place where both cats and Twolegs live. With an Igid mate and two kittens, he's the happiest cat there could be. But no machine lasts forever, and there is no telling what amount of bloodshed will result when it fails. (Idea by Ember)

Scientists make test dummies out of cats, and when they insert some special liquid in two siblings it can change them. Meet Fiona and Fianna, twins who have been tested on and their lives changed. Now switched, they have to try and find a way back to the lab and find the antidote before they become each other forever. {Concept and Cover by Whisper}

Sparkface can't do anything right. Even her name, requested at birth, was messed up when her mother broke into a fatal fit of coughing whilst speaking. Somehow, she always manages to crush, attack, break, or scare off anything important, and it seems as if she will never be accepted by her Clanmates. When she gets kidnapped by Twolegs after their dog attacks her, she thinks that she is doomed to never see her Clan again; however, she discovers something in the den of the Twolegs, something could change the Clans forever. Sparkface knows that if she can return to WindClan with this incredible creation, she will be hailed as a hero. Will this finally be her chance to redeem herself and change her fate? Or will she be useless, blundering Sparkface forever?

When scientists conduct an experiment to see if Warrior Cats could actually happen, they never knew what they did could have such an effect to the cats under the dome.

The Bloody Rose has struck again. Words that no cat wants to hear. But she has struck again. In a city plagued by murder and death, she is the killer that everyone fears. She is Bloody Rose. But this isn't just the story of a killer, it is the story of the chase to find her. The city is torn in two and bleeding from all pores. The hunt is on. But who will triumph, the one who delights in death, the one who has wasted his life on a tireless search to find her, or the one who is new to this world? Only one thing is for certain. Death will stalk this city, and no one will be able to stop it- no cat is safe. This is a war; a war of blood and death. And if Bloody Rose has her way there will be no winners. The only one who wins in her game is death. Death and despair. But meet Ebony. Ebony is new to this world, new to its darkness. Perhaps it will be her footsteps that change the world, and with Rowan together she may finally be the one to turn the tide. Only time will tell, but the game is on. And not everyone will walk away alive. concept by Olivia cover by Leopard

~ It is better to look back upon a life on the brink of falling and tumble defiantly knowing all had been tried to make the fall pleasant, than to hesitantly trip over what could have been done to salvage peace of mind ~ Fleeter is dying. There's no solution, no way of masking the truth with artificial hope, Fleeter is dying, and there's nothing anyone can do. But more lies behind the greying, illness-ridden cat than his comfortable family and quaint garden swathed in moonlight, a repertoire of memories replayed when best suited. It is upon the knowledge of his imminent departure that the cogs began to turn for Fleeter, and in a last attempt to salvage meaningfulness and worth in him, he lets the wheels of the past guide him forward one last time. Hindsight is a funny thing. CONCEPT AND COVER BY: Hazel (@twentyoneproblems) COPYRIGHTED TO: @CatsOfScience