Shecat Stories

*All Characters belong to Erin Hunter. *Pictures from the Internet. I've read a lot of Warriors x reader before and those stories have inspired me to write some. Will include. Warrior cat couples Warrior cat x reader

Bengalheart, a RiverClan she-cat, has been treated poorly in her clan since she was a kit. She'd never understood her background until a RiverClan tom had opened her eyes to why her clanmates treated her differently and excluded her from everyone else. Bengalheart had enough of the mistreatment and decided to take vengeance upon her clanmates to show them who they were messing with. Warrior Cat's does not belong to me, this story's concept is all of Erin Hunter's doing. So please, if you haven't already, go read the real Warrior Cat's series if you can! :)

Preview- "A cat without scars on his face is a cat that didn't have to fight in something he believed in." Fernstep murmured soothingly. Dewpaw's eyes welled up as he pressed further against his mentor. "Really?" He echoed, his tail neatly wrapping around his paws. The sandy-brown she-cat lovingly licking at his head before extending to her full height. "Really." Dewkit is a part of ShadowClan, but the thing is, the other kits see him and his siblings as strange and use the fact that they never knew their father to tease them. But prophecies come and go, right? What happens if these kits will soon fulfill the prophecy no other cat could? Read to find out. BEAUTIFUL COVER BY @thedappleawards

Duncan Conner was a man full of anger and anguish, having lost everything he loved, and nearly his own life. Living in self-imposed exile, he wasn't seeking out companionship, hoping to heal from the deep wounds of loss. What he found in the scorching heat of the desert sand would change his life forever...if he survived. ~~~ My slap caught his jaw, the echo of it bouncing back from against the rock, my palm stinging fiercely from the strength behind the blow. The next I knew I was looking up at the sky, ears ringing, shuddering waves of pain rippling from the side of my face. I had not even seen him move, but the rider had spared no strength in his instant retaliation. Dizzy, the world somewhat indistinct and whirling I did not resist when he reached down and again pulled me to my feet. I swayed and nearly fell but the man caught me, gently holding me in place until I could stand on my own. I looked at him, my eyes wide with astonishment, and he must have sensed how I felt because he shrugged. He knew I did not understand him, but he spoke anyway, his voice deep. "I told you I'd lay you out flat, and I don't speak for the pleasure of it."

"When the foes arise blood will wake the stones of life," Silverpaw always thought her life was ordinary until a cat from StarClan appears to her in her dreams, telling her a prophecy: when the foes arise, blood will wake the stones of life. In company of her loyal friends Lionpaw and Fallenpaw, the tabby she-cat is thrown into an adventure where many things are proven to her, like loyalty and the true friendship. But that's not all... someone is planning an attack on OakClan, and if Silverpaw and her friends don't success in their journey, the Clan might be gone forever.

"Dead bodies were- littered everywhere." She struggled to find her voice. "A cat who's claws are stained red roams our borders, no one can stop her! Many will attempt but they won't make it out alive!"With one large and terrifying gasp for air she collapsed to the ground. "Be aware, Breezepaw. Danger will come crawling where you least expect it. Like a cricket hiding within the grass." A cat roams owlclan's borders with blood stained claws and a pelt littered with battle scars. She's on a killing spree, a ravage some may call it. She doesn't hesitate to rip out the throats of those who defy her and you shouldn't test her temper. The moment this tortoiseshell got a wiff of blood she knew she would love to see others bathed in it. So this is what victory feels like? Seeing your opponent's look of terror as they realize what you've just done to them. It's marvelous, nothing can match. It don't matter who you are, you can be her kin, her leader or her friend. It doesn't matter if you get in her way she won't hesitate to rip you of your life. A Massacre that resulted in Owlclan's downfall. Caused by one cat. "I told you I always win, _______" - Her last words.

Waterfall was a normal kitty-Pet, she got pet by twolegs, ate those brown tasteless pellets, she loved her life. Until disaster struck and she had to go and leave her home. Can she make it on her own? where does she go? And what happens when she finds a whole forest full of cats!

Young Maplepaw has always dreamed of becoming the best warrior in MoonClan, just like any other cat. But StarClan may have a different destiny for her. Maplepaw chases the stars for an answer on where she truly belongs: the warriors' den or the medicine den. As she twists her fate and goes back and forth between warrior training and medicine training, she decides she must form her own destiny and walk her path with her own paws.

Mosskit's new to StarClan - and she's barely two months old. She's foolish, and easily distracted. What happens when she gets lost in the Dark Forest with the one cat who hates kits most of all?

When Moonmouse became seven moons old, she was anointed a mentor to become a warrior. Her mentor, Greywing, was a fairly nice she-cat who was much kinder then the others in the clan. She had a coat of smokey grey, and lavender eyes that were vivid and expressive. Greywing, had another apprentice who was called Crowtail.