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Many, many moons after Firestar lost his ninth life saving the forest, his legacy now lives on in the stories elders share with bored apprentices and kits. The Clans haven't been disrupted for seasons, and the cats within them are calm and settled. But, StarClan has gone silent, and many have begun to doubt their ancestors' true power despite the old tales. RiverClan is straying further and further from them each day, and from the warrior code as well. With their ancestors growing quieter and quieter, and with the Clans facing struggles in their own homes, their future seems dark and unseen - after all, everything must come to an end. '' But beware, for the thunder has enough power to destroy all the Clans. '' - Warriors © Erin Hunter Cover © Poppytea Images on Cover © Lauren Prunier Updates may be slow or fast depending on what I can do.

"The gray sparrow struggling for the light will be suffocated by a bloodthirsty daisy. The stars and the darkness will clash, and the daisy might conquer all..." The four Clans have been at peace for a moon. Prey is plentiful, and water is near. But oncoming darkness hangs over WindClan like a dark cloud and Flintpaw must have the courage to fight it... or be consumed.

The Clans have been living in peace for moons, but echoes of danger are coming from the four territories. A mysterious prophecy has been revealed to StarClan, yet they choose to not trust its source and hide the prophecy from the living cats. This won't stop the source of the prophecy from telling the living cats of the danger to come. Once the truth is revealed, what can the Clans do other than ask their silent ancestors for an explanation? But if StarClan remains quiet, then how can the Clans continue to trust their judgement? Book one in the Flood of Power series. Warning: Minor blood and gore, nothing too unlike the original Warriors series. I do not own Warriors.

A warrior cats fanfiction. Book 1 Star, a WindClan-RiverClan-Kittypet mix of a cat. She is rescued by her long lost father, Comes to the Clans, and, who knows, She might even live nine lives one day...

There was once a large group of kind cats called the Keepers that lived in a meadow. They hunted and trained, fought and healed each other and helped any cats in need. However, the ground started to shake, the water started to get contaminated, and the Keepers started to die, one by one. Until the Twolegs that caused the distruction finally drove these cats out. The surviving cats were guided to the ocean by some of the cats that didn't make it. These cats took in younger cats and soon had to split up because of arguments and fights. And soon GullClan who lived by a strange contraption made by Twolegs, BubbleClan who lived in a cove by the sea, WheatClan who lived in the moor near the ocean because they wanted to honor their past lives, and WetClan who lived by the tidepools were created. This is the story of WetClan and their adventures of their new home. Watch as they try to regrow and thrive with them in their story. They are now one of the four Clans besides the waves. ***Note that this story will be following the effects of my Clangen files, however some decisions will be made by me*** *Warriors does not belong to me, it belongs to the Erin Hunter team, however I am playing in the sandbox of lore.

Every disaster that threatens a Clan means StarClan will come and save you. You'll receive a prophecy that will save everything you love. The peril is vanquished in a battle, and there is no need for sleeping with one eye open anymore. StarClan will forever watch over you from your nest and keep you safe. That is what has been passed down from generations. Not every tale has to end like that: StarClan saving everyone with the chosen cat, everyone loving the hero or heroine - but it always does. So facing a challenge such as missing cats shouldn't be a challenging task. Moons pass on, cats keep disappearing faster and faster; nobody is doing anything to prevent the case. Everyone is relying on StarClan to send the prophecy to their medicine cat, just hoping that one day, the fiasco will end. Yet that's not the way fear works its way into hearts. Warriors, once brave and strong, now cowering behind one another. Apprentices with their eagerness to learn, now afraid of the outside world and going missing. Queens, always caring for their kits, now fearful of losing them to the mystery. Elders, who are as wise as the deepest river, now unable to provide an answers. With leaf-bare creeping up, the Clans are preparing for the harsh weather. Preparing for another season should be like gathering moss for the elders, but not this time. This time, the Clans are struggling just to assemble a hunting patrol and maintain borders. Forcing time out of daily tasks is asking the impossible. Leaf-bare is going to take the remaining lives of the cats that are lucky enough to even make it through leaf-fall. A silent storm will sweep across them and leave no traces; they might as well prepare to die in the white flakes of leaf-bare, covered up by mounds of snow, lost and forgotten. {This is a rewrite of my story and just like before, copying isn't allowed} {This is also a work of fanfiction! I do not own Warrior Cats!}

Three protagonists from three Clans with no prophecies to guide their paws. Whispers, secrets, lies, and blood blind them from the underlying truth. One of them is shrouded in their own dark past, letting their pessimistic nature be their sole control in an unpredictable world. Another, stuck between a warm friendship and a blazing hostility, struggling to find what's truly important to them. And one feeling their subconscious doubts and demons affect their choices both internally and externally. These three will cross paths time and time again, unaware of how important their meetings truly are.

ThunderClan is fierce and brave, ShadowClan is willy and proud, RiverClan is clever (smart) and strong, and WindClan is swift and loyal. Sprintpaw is a RiverClan cat, but she isn't clever like her other clan mates. She suspects she is a WindClan cat because she is fast, but not clever like her other clanmates. Will she betray her current clan and friends and go join WindClan, or will she find she is a RiverClan cat after all?

The five clans of the lake will be in grave danger in the future. However, their fates lie in the paws of two cats. Will they do what is right for the clans?

The four Clans have lived in peace for seasons, but all good things must come to an end. Medicine cats, an integral part of Clan life and leadership, are going missing. No one knows for certain who is doing it, or why. As they try to find answers, they continue to get stronger and stronger warnings not to interfere. Will peace between the Clans return, or will everything fall into chaos? (All characters belong to me, credit for Warriors goes to Erin Hunter. I do not own the Warriors series.)