Historias de Willowbreeze

What if Silverstream hadn't died that disastrous day at the Sunningrocks? What if Graystripe wasn't left alone to raise his kits?

|| *"Willowbreeze, my love!" Crookedstar exclaimed, his heart pouring with relief and joy. The big tom rushed forward and dug his head into her silver fur. Feeling his chin hit a ribcage, he brushed his thick tail over Willowbreeze's shoulder. *She needs to eat, badly.* Crookedstar thought.* ||

This is a Warriors FanFiction story. Sorry, I didn't know that the name Willowbreeze existed at the time. Unintentional. This is my first story but I made it in 2014. I keep typing it though, progressing further.

When Stormkit breaks his jaw after sneaking out of the RiverClan camp, his mother surrounds him with love and support. His brother, Oakkit, practically lives in the shadow of his injured sibling. When a mysterious cat appears in his dreams promising him the power he had always dreamed for, he can't help but accept the offer. At first, he continues to live life as normal, spending most of his time with his father and the Clan's medicine cat. However, the consequences of young Oakkit's actions will soon be revealed to him.

Shadowheart has solved an issue. Tigerstar is dead. The Clans can now move on. ThunderClan accepted him back, but he decided it was best to be on his own. Willowbreeze is on her last limb when she has her kits, and struggles to find peace in the world. She thinks her surviving kit is a burden and wishes she never had her. Waterlily is finally at peace and regains her energy and life once more.