Mewkin

BIG ANNOUNCEMENT!  I’m excited to share that Warriors: Stormkit is officially my very first Warrior Cats fanfiction, and it’s bursting with moonlight, mystery, and emotionally resonant chaos! After reading so many incredible Warrior stories and devouring every scale-scorching chapter of Wings of Fire, I finally stepped into the prophecy myself and wrote one of my own. This book is Warrior and Wing Certified! Stitched with glowing paws, fierce heartbeats, and wildcat destiny. Stormkit isn’t just a kitten, she’s a legend in the making. So with full creative sovereignty, I declare this the first Warrior fanfic by Mewkin. Let the prophecy begin!

COSMIC WARNING TO NON-READERS If you haven't read my book and still message me with "I think it needs improvements" or "I can help"-YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY, COSMICALLY WRONG. My book sparkles. It does NOT need your fingerprints. It needs you to read and respect it. If you comment like this, I will deliver a million-hour lecture with plushie council testimonies and banish you to the Dullioverse. And don't think I don't know who you are-new email? New profile pic? I SEE THROUGH THE GLITTER. Copying someone's profile pic to pretend you're "new"? Aw, that's so last year. Try originality for once. And if anyone ever comments this one more time-I have reminded a million meows for the past 500 years... YOU WILL SEE. 
          Thanks a kittens a lot for following, reading, commenting, and voting! Your support means the whole forest to me!

Read New Book! "Oops, I'm a Cat."
          
          Thirteen-year-old Lily is dangerously cat-obsessed and one emotional whisker away from a full-blown Oscar-worthy meltdown. After eight years of dramatic sighs and pet store heartbreaks, her catless existence reaches critical fluff levels. Then she spots a mysterious white alley cat, Opal, and without feeding, petting, or bonding, she somehow triggers a cosmic soul-swap that turns her into a fur-covered, whisker-twitching feline with zero thumbs and a sudden craving for sardines.
          
          Meanwhile, Opal—now in Lily’s body—is blinking like, “I have thumbs, Wi-Fi, and access to snacks. I am unstoppable.” Lily’s lifelong dream of having a cat becomes being one, complete with the urge to knock over water glasses and stare at walls for no reason.
          
          The prophecy has spoken. The paws have risen. And Opal? She’s already Googling “how to open fridge with thumbs.”
          
          “Oops, I’m a Cat”—the meowgic mess you didn’t know you needed.

Hi!
          I just finished your story and absolutely loved it the scenes were so vivid, it felt like a movie playing in my head. The world you’ve created has so much energy and would look amazing as a comic!
          
          I’m a commissioned artist and would love to collaborate if you’re ever interested. No pressure at all, just wanted to share the idea.
          
          You can reach me on Discord (aangelinaa._) or Instagram (angelinaaalove_) if you’d like to chat or check out my work.
          
          Thanks again for the great read! 
          
          Take care,
          Angelina

Hi everyone! Just wanted to make this crystal clear: I'm currently creating solo and that’s how I plan to keep it. That means no collaborations, no edits, and no shared writing projects—I'm building my world, my way. I deeply appreciate your interest and support, but this is something personal, meaningful, and very me. Every sentence, character, and twist comes straight from my imagination—and I’m proud to shape it alone. Thanks for understanding!  Keep cheering from the sidelines—sparkle waves and toe bean bumps always welcome.