Warriors Fan Fiction

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β€œNobody will stop you from creating. Do it tonight. Do it tomorrow. That is the way to make your soul grow – whether there is a market for it or not! The kick of creation is the act of creating, not anything that happens afterward. I would tell all of you watching this screen: Before you go to bed, write a four line poem. Make it as good as you can. Don’t show it to anybody. Put it where nobody will find it. And you will discover that you have your reward.” Kurt Vonnegut

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  1. May 23, 2017 at 9:47 pm

    A dream of Fire

    Snowykit moaned and tossed in her nest.
    What was happening.
    Her belly felt as though it was burning.
    The first word she thought of was fire.
    Silverstripe turned.
    “Yes dear?”
    She asked sleepily.
    “My belly! It’s burns!”
    She whimpered.
    “Why?!? Oh no! Eveningpelt!”
    She called to the other queen, who blinked open her Amber eyes.
    “Watch Sandkit.”
    Eveningpelt nodded before settling down.
    Sandkit stirred.
    “Momma? Is Snowykit okay?”
    She asked curisously.
    “Pain burst!”
    Silverstripe screeched in despair.
    Sandkit rolled her eyes, as if she were hurt by something. O

    “What do you mean you can’t do anything? Medicine cats ALWAYS do something!”
    Silverstripe arched her back sat Streamwillow.
    The she-medic shook her head.
    “I told you! I checked her! Nothing. She won’t feel better till Dapplepaw here, is done vomiting.”
    Streamwillow’s meow was filled with impatience.
    Silverstripe arched her back and growled, almost losing her temper completely.
    “You are NOT fit to be my daughters men-”
    “I think I am done vomiting Streamwillow.”
    Coughed Dapplepaw.
    “Okay meet me in my den.”
    Streamwillow said calmly before shooting a glare back at Silverstripe.
    Arguing continued as Snowyfoot got tired of waiting, so she drifted into sleep, only to feel warmer.
    “Snowykit help!”
    Cried a small voice.
    Beside her a black kitten lay, coughing herself dead.
    “Hold on! I can fix this! Don’t die!”
    But the kitten was passing out, gasping it died at her paws.
    Soon it faded.
    “No! Stop this madness!”
    She cried, frightened out of her pelt.
    Fire engulfed branches fell, surrounding her.
    She couldn’t escape.
    She screeched as loud as she could.
    She whimpered as a crack of fire kit her gaze.
    She woke gasping to see her mother and the medicine cat arguing.
    “Mommy? I feel better.”
    She whimpered.
    “Are you okay? Your eyes are huge and wide!”
    “I had a bad terrible horrible dream!”
    She cried.
    Silverstripe swept the kit to herself.
    “Was can talk in the morning.”
    Streamwillow mewed to the shivering kit.
    She meowed and felt her mother scoop her up.

    • Flowerstream
      May 23, 2017 at 11:03 pm

      It’s super good so far, Snowy! πŸ˜€

      One recommendation I have is keeping the “(Blank) said” in the same line as the quote itself — it just makes it flow slightly more. So, for example, it would be “We can talk in the morning,” Streamwillow mewed to the shivering kit.

      But still, I love it! πŸ™‚

      BlogTeam Mod (& a Hufflepuff)

    • May 24, 2017 at 12:23 am

      This is great! Nice dream sequence πŸ˜€
      I hope Snowykit is okay πŸ™‚

      Dusktape πŸ˜›

  2. May 23, 2017 at 10:02 pm

    One Small Chance
    Chapter 2
    By : Robinfeather (Robinpaw)

    I had just woken up when Frostypaw snuck into the nursery. The she I was against nuged me up, and I caught a glimpse of another queen, and four more kits. A dark grey one lead me out and into the clearing. A large silver and grey she-cat yowled from the top of a rock overhang.

    “May all cats who believe in the stars and their choices need below Overrock for a Dawn clan meeting?” I drew in a breath as so many cats entered the clearing, this was the first time I have been around more than six cats.

    “Treedawn,” The silver and grey cat called her forward. “You have claimed protection of this kit,” She said, beckoning me forward. “What shall you name her?” Her dark blue eyes stared seriously into hers.

    Tree dawn wrapped her tail around me. She whispered, “Your name is Hope, correct?” I nod. She returns the serious look to the silver cat.

    “She deserves to keep her own name. Featherstar, with the powers of our ancestors, I name this kit Hopekit in honor of her and the hope she gives us as a Clan.” She spoke lighter to her, muffled but still heard by me.

    “Featherstar, call he Hopewish as a warrior along with Snowkit and Whitekit. Shall I die before she sit vigil, you and Dawntail know my wish.” She risked licking Featherstar’s shoulder.

    “At your wish, Treedawn. May this kit be called Hope kit in favor of the hope she gives us.” She yowled to everyone. I hear them calling the name ‘Hopekit’ down in the clearing.

    What names do YOU want Snowkit and Whitekit to have as warriors?

    Fly, Little Bird!

    • May 24, 2017 at 2:23 am

      I like it! Treedawn is so nice πŸ˜€
      what about…
      Whiteflame? Whitepelt? Whiteflower?

      Dusktape πŸ˜›

  3. Breezeflight
    May 23, 2017 at 10:24 pm

    My stuff is here >https://www.wattpad.com/story/108665348-a-symbol-of-love

    You don’t have to read it.

    Also, I made in like fifth grade, so pfft

    The Dark Emo Nerd


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