Wake up, work, eat, drink, work, sleep, repeat. It was just the same old, boring things repeated over, and over, and over...
But that was all before I met him.
I never looked forward to the next day. Or the day after, or the day after that. The next month even, next year, next century. I had lost all hope. I thought, "I'll be stuck here until I die, no one will save me. "
But that was all before I met him.
Being held prisoner wasn't a dream. It was a nightmare.
But once I had met him, all of that had changed.
Maybe I do have a chance, after all.
After wandering off from clan territory, Brightpaw finds herself being held as hostage by the malevolent group of cats who rule the ragged coastlines. Refusing to speak up and give away the wanted information from the cats, they continue to keep her as hostage, and make her follow the same routine every day : wake up, work, eat, drink, work, sleep, repeat. She was shown no mercy, had the worst food and water, had the worst place to sleep, and could not speak unless spoken to.
But her life changed once again once she had met him, once she had met X.
(A standalone Warriors fanfic!)
Countless seasons after the Great War between Deadeye and the Clans, tales of Spottedpath are still told by queens to their young kits - and horror stories of Deadeye and his war crimes are told by the elders to young apprentices. The Clans have prospered in an era of peace along the borders, with next to no disputes between the five Clans.
Now, one group of rogues decides to sink its claws into the weak spots of the Clans, making NightClan an unlikely target. Meanwhile, mysterious cats from a dark afterlife take young cats under their wings, convincing them that they and the rogues have only the best intentions in mind.
𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦: 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯.
lgbtq+ characters, violence, character death.
Originally written: 2012-2013
Started rewriting: 09/2020