Ocwarriorcats Stories

As the season of winter begins to take a toll on the five clans, relationships between clans begin to strain. Soon war is threatening to consume the clans if something doesn't change. While still trying to navigate being an apprentice while her siblings were made warriors moons ago, Cinderpaw is also having to navigate through the likely hood of war among her other duties. During the day she trains hard and hunts harder trying to keep her clan fed while at night she is consumed with strange dreams. It seems StarClan has a plan on how to help all five clans find peace once more, but the road to peace may have many dark unexpected and bloody turns...How much can this young she-cat endure? Could she be a piece of the key to fixing this? Betrayals, war, unlikely friendships, romance, found family, and more... I know the cover is lackluster but give the book a try I promise it's going to be great!

the tail of Bluejay a sly murderous winged cat that was banished to the dark woods after her death has been told for decades.But what made her this way what is her tale.What made her heart so cold? Updates chapters will come out on Saturdays unless I have a update post that says otherwise goodnight/good day my little broken wings -mother wing

The cold.. so bitter it can freeze over one's heart.. The mountains.. so tall they can crush even the largest of predators.. One kit faces a devastating turn that plummets her into an everlasting snowfall, will she be able to escape the claws of winter or will she be forever trapped in this freezing nightmare?

A storm gathers on the horizon, and with it, the weight of destiny. Born beneath a rising sun, Foxshadow has always walked with shadows at his paws. His keen eyes see further than most, yet the path ahead blurs into crimson mist. Whispers follow him through the forest-prophecies tangled in blood and flame. As the clans face unrest and their fragile peace begins to fracture, Foxshadow must choose between loyalty and survival. But with every step he takes, the earth drinks deeper of red, and the skies darken with omens of a fate no cat can outrun. Beneath his paws pools the future-drenched in sorrow, stained by the countless pawsteps of those who will fall. And one day, the river of blood will rise to claim him too.