Warriors Fan Fiction

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Nobody 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 21, 2019 at 3:20 am

    So between the two, I’ve finally decided to do…*drum roll* *apprehension rising*…*confetti sprinkles everywhere*! TIL’ STARCLAN DO WE PART!!!💫🌸🌷

    After this, I’ve decided I will do The Eye of the Beholder because I was torn between the two! But I’m super excited to first do the story in an AU!
    I’ve never done that before so that’ll be cool!☺️🎊

    So now I’ll give the Prologue or SNEAK PEEK, alright SNEAK PEEK of Til’ StarClan do they Part….✨💞(I just realized it was ‘they’ not ‘we’😛)

    (I also will do the point of view differently then Needleheart’s Wonder. It’ll be like ‘I did this’ instead of ‘SO & SO did this’, whatever that’s called)


    Til StarClan do they Part SNEAK PEEK💫:

    I ran through the forest, my blue green eyes flashing to look behind me. My heart pounded in my ear as I leapt over a log & through the trees.
    I knew they were chasing me.
    No one could save me now.
    Cause I knew their secret.

    Ducking below a low branch, I slipped into a elder bush & waited, my breath coming fast, in pants.
    I heard the wind howl, making the trees rustle & commotion sounded from outside the bush.
    My muscles tensed as I bristled, staying as still as a tree & unsheathing my claws.

    A shadow crossed the bush, slowly…giving me shivers up my spine. My silver & gray pelt spiked as it passed, leaving me with a stunned feeling tightening my chest.
    ‘That was close…’ I thought, taking a quiet deep breath & sheathing my claws.

    Suddenly, it seemed to come quick & all there was left of me was a shriek…


    Hope you liked it! The 1st chapter will be coming soon!😊💓

    • Pineblossom wants winter to be back
      May 21, 2019 at 3:23 am

      Ooh! I’m intrigued!

      No mourners no funerals

    • May 21, 2019 at 5:45 am

      Glad you picked this one! Very excited 😀

      procrastination is the key 🔑

    • Sandfur
      May 21, 2019 at 6:24 pm

      First person and third person. Sounds great so far!

      Gray Wing nooooooooooooooooooo

    • Bluewater
      May 22, 2019 at 6:21 pm

      I’m excited for it 🙂


  2. May 21, 2019 at 3:42 am

    DOF will probably be out tomorrow or Wednesday! I’m about halfway or so done with this chapter. and I’m happy with it so far 😀 I probably won’t get much done tomorrow, because I have a chorus thing and then taekwondo 🙁 but it’ll be out at most Thursday 😀
    (previous chapters are a page back, btw)
    and Rainie, Bracken, Cheetah, and Ivie, if you guys see this, can you put your blogfic personalities down below? you’re the next POVs. thanks! 🙂


  3. May 21, 2019 at 12:38 pm

    Guys, do you think I should continue with Lilywhisker’s Crime? Or should I try another fic I have in mind, which is named Bumble’s Warning? Bumble’s Warning is going to be a one shot about Bumble from DotC. Lilywhisker’s Crime is about Lilywhisker, a WindClan tunneler, and her relationship with Leafshine (I ship it)

    Silverstream is a bae 😛

  4. May 21, 2019 at 6:47 pm

    Still working on the Embers Of The Dawn contest. I am almost done, but I made a cover of it! https://www.pixilart.com/art/the-cover-of-my-fanfic-embers-of-the-dawn-52dbcafb8ca21c8

    ~ SquirrelXBramble4life ~

  5. May 21, 2019 at 8:13 pm

    Til StarClan do they Part💫 CHAPTER ONE:

    I opened my eyes to see light glittering into the apprentice’s den, my pelt shifting. Rising to my paws, I stretched out of the den to see the sun rising.

    I searched the camp for my mentor Sandspring. Then I spotted him talking to Poppystep. “…I think Dovepaw is doing great in her training!” He mewed as I walked up.
    “Hi Sandspring.” I greeted my mentor.
    “There She is!” Sandspring smiled happily at me, “I was thinking we could go hunting today with Poppatep and Yarrowpaw. Does that sound fun?”

    “Yeah.” I nodded.
    I loved Sandspring as my mentor, I was so glad. He was so nice, caring, considerate & a bunch of fun, but also responsible. “Great, can you go get Yarrowpaw?” Poppystep piped in next to him.

    “Sure.” I meowed, walking back to the apprentices’ den & slipping in. Yarrowpaw was sitting in her nest licking, her green eyes shimmering.
    “Hey Yarrowpaw.” I yawned.
    “Hi.” Yarrowpaw looked up from her washing.
    “Me and Sandspring are going hunting with you & your mentor.” I told her.

    “Alright.” groaned Yarrowpaw, rising to her paws & following me to the two warriors.
    “Let’s go.” Sandspring led the way.

    As we padded through the forest, the two finally stopped. “We should hunt around here. Dovepaw, you can hunt with Yarrowpaw.” Sandspring ordered.
    “But be CAREFUL.” Poppystep interjected.
    “Right.” I dipped my head respectfully.

    “I’ll go with Poppystep.” Sandspring glanced at the she cat, a flash of admiration crossing his gleaming green gaze.
    I narrowed my eyes, my ears twitching. ‘What’s going on THERE?’ I wondered.
    The two warriors padded off while me and my friend set off for the undergrowth.
    I tasted the air for prey.

    “That was WEIRD.” Yarrowpaw meowed to me suddenly. “Pardon?” I looked at her in confusion. “‘OH AND I’LL GO WITH POPPYSTEP CAUSE WE’RE IN LOOOOVE!’ Gross! Go Moon over each other somewhere else! Don’t drag us into it!” Yarrowpaw wrinkled up her nose.
    “Oh yeah.” I stammered. I totally forgot for a few moments, “I guess Sandspring does like Poppystep. I did see a flash of admiration in his eyes.” I narrowed my eyes for a second, as I tasted the air again.

    Yarrowpaw let out a laugh. “Yeah, and I saw a twitch from Poppystep’s pelt that glowed in the sunshine, making it look like a dappled river on a warm green-leaf’s day!” Yarrowpaw teased with a snort.
    “I’m just saying, I saw fondness in his eyes when he was looking at her.” I told my friend with a shrug.

    Suddenly, Yarrowpaw dropped into the hunter’s crouch and slid towards the undergrowth. I heard scuttling behind her & saw a vole on the forest floor, searching the leaf litter for food.
    I licked my lips.
    Yarrowpaw wiggled her haunches, sliding out her claws, and then launched herself towards the vole, landing on it & quickly biting its throat before it could squeak.

    “Nice!” I complimented, “You’ll be the best hunter in GreenClan one day!” I encouraged her as she bounded up, tail high.
    “Well, thank you!” purred Yarrowpaw as she smiled proudly, “Do you smell anything?” She asked me.

    I tasted the air, pricking my ears too. “No.”
    “Hmm, cause I do.” Yarrowpaw smirked, pointing her tail to a tree where a squirrel was at the roots, “Go get it.” She whispered in my ear.
    Nodding, I crouched down, staying still & watching its movements like a hawk.

    It scuttled across the roots, spotting a nut & grabbing it. It glanced at its tree. ‘It’ll go up soon…I got to-‘ suddenly, it scuttled up the tree.
    With a gasp, I ran towards it, clawing up the tree with all my speed & strength.
    Seeing me, the squirrel shrieked in terror, racing for its hole with a bristled pelt.

    Leaping after it, it squeezed into its hole right before I could get it. With a yowl of frustration, o put my paw in, feeling around & trying to get it. Nothing. “Fox dung!” I snarled, dropping down from the tree with a frown, “That always happens.”

    “Not all the time. Remember just recently you caught your first prey! A mouse!” Yarrowpaw reassured me. “I’ve been training for four moons, Yarrowpaw, FOUR MOONS!” I moaned in annoyance. Why couldn’t I be better at hunting? Of at least AVERAGE at it?

    “That’s okay. All cats learn at different times. You have two moons to master it too.” Yarrowpaw assured me, as we padded back to where Poppystep & Sandspring left us.
    “I guess. I’ll try my hardest.” I sighed, my blue green eyes glittering with frustration but determination.

    “Great. Now let’s get back to camp. I’m STARVING & also, I want to play mossball when we have free time!” My friend purred mischievously.
    “Are you so sure YOU’LL win this time?” I teased her with a glint in my eyes.
    “I’m CONFIDENT!” Yarrowpaw yowled.
    “Shush! You’ll scare all the prey away for Sandspring & Poppystep!” I scolded but laughed at the same time.

    As we slipped through the undergrowth & into the clearing, there was no cat. We waited, picking at our claws & staring at the rustling trees.
    “Do you think they’re injured?” I fretted.
    “No, I’m sure they’re fine. They’re probably IN LOVE. Saying ‘Oh Sandspring,’ ‘Oh Poppystep’, ‘Oh Sandspring’, ‘Oh Poppy-“ suddenly, rustling in the bushes cut off Yarrowpaw as the two apprentices’ mentors came back with lots of prey in their jaws.

    “There you are!” I jumped to my paws eagerly. I felt a wave of embarrassment as I felt Sandspring’s eyes on me, searching for the prey I caught.
    “Nothing?” He queried.
    “IN HER DEFENSE, she’s not the best hunter! So that’s not her fault!” Yarrowpaw jumped to my side.

    ‘Thanks?’ I thought with a stifled purr of amusement. “I’m not that great, but I tried.” I told my mentor, bristling.
    Sandspring looked at me for a moment or two. “Maybe we’ll have to train more on hunting. But I’m glad at least you tried.”

    I sighed in relief. That was the best reassurance I could get.

    At camp, we dropped our prey onto the fresh kill pile. “Can we ask him?” Yarrowpaw bounced. “Sure.” I nodded, walking towards our mentors. “Can we have some fresh kill & play mossball?” I asked him.
    “Uh…” Sandspring’s ears twitched, “Yarrowpaw can. Dovepaw, you didn’t hunt so I’d like you to change out the queens’ nests & give them prey.” He ordered.

    I frowned, but nodded. “Alright.”
    Padding towards the fresh kill pile, I picked up three shrews. I stopped by Yarrowpaw. “Sandspring wants me to change out the queens’ nest & give them prey, but you can.” I told her.
    “But how can I play mossball ALONE?! THAT’S INSANE!” Yarrowpaw scowled.
    “I didn’t hunt so I got to do this…sorry. Save me a rabbit?” I mewed to her,

    She nodded glumly, and I bounded away to the nursery. Inside, Dappleflower was licking her three kits’ heads as her mate Duskstorm wove around her. “Hi, I’m here to change out your nests. Would you like a shrew?” I offered to her.
    The dappled & white she cat looked up with glowing blue eyes. “Sure.” She purred as I dropped the prey at her paws, dragging her nest to the side of the den.

    Lilysky & Tallflower were in the den, making mossballs with twitching pelts. They were permanent queens, here to help any queens who stayed with their mates. They even helped with the births.
    “Hi.” I greeted them, “I have two more shrews?”
    They nodded. “Thank you.” Tallflower dipped her head gratefully to me.

    Finding new fresh moss behind the elders’ den, I padded back and made the threes’ nests, sliding them in for the three to rest in.
    Suddenly, a rustling at the entrance behind me startled me, as Goldensky, my older sister walked in.

    Her golden pelt glowed like the sun as she walked in, her violet eyes sparkling happiness & excitement. “Goldensky!” I called, bounding up & wrapping my tail around her as my head hugged her shoulder.
    A purr rumbled in her throat as she looked down at me. “Dovepaw!” She mewed, “I’m so happy to see you.”

    “Me too!” I smiled, “How’s Mother & Father?” I asked eagerly. “Wonderful. I was actually here to stop by.” Goldensky glanced at the three she cats in the den.
    My whiskers quivered. “For what?”
    “You’ll be joining Dappleflower soon enough in tree moons.” Tallflower laughed.

    I narrowed my eyes, staring at my older sister. “What does that mean?” I wondered.
    Goldensky’s violet eyes flashed as she met my gaze. “Oh Dovepaw, I’m getting married!” She announced happily, a smile spreading across her face.

    I gasped, my eyes stretching wide. “T-That-that’s-“ I stammered. “Wonderful?” cried Goldensky.
    “Y-Yes! To who?” I meowed.
    “Rowanstrike.” Goldensky sighed wistfully, love glowing in her gaze.
    “Rowanstrike? The DEPUTY?” I gasped.

    “Yes, You’ll be related to him. We’re getting married in two moons.” Goldensky breathed.
    “That’s amazing! I’m so happy for you!” I rubbed my nose against her muzzle, a purr rumbling in my throat.
    “Thank you.” Goldensky murmured as she licked my ear, “And I wanted to ask you if you wanted to cover the whole camp with flowers on the day without a Yarrowpaw.” She asked me.

    “Of course!” A surge of surprise rushed through me at that offer. That was a special duty for the day of a marriage.
    Goldensky smiled at me. “Mother & you will be helping me plan the wedding, of course with Lilysky & Tallflower’s help.” She meowed, glancing at the two she cats.

    “And me!” piped in Dappleflower.
    “Oh shush, you have kits to take care of!” Tallflower scolded the queen like a kit.
    I smiled at my sister. “It will be my duty to make your wedding the best moment of your life!”

  6. May 22, 2019 at 1:44 am

    I finished it! 😀

    Dawn of Fire – Chapter Six
    The shockivy tears through me, bringing blinding flashes of agony to my skin and bones. I feel myself trembling, but can’t do anything about it. Waves of shock ripple through my trapped body. My vision dims until I can’t see anything but specks of light, and screams travel through my ears.
    My name surfaces among the screams, louder and louder.
    Something’s calling to me. I can sense it. It’s trying to reach me.
    Suddenly, my vision flashes, and I see-
    A world of ash.
    Empty, void of anything.
    Ashes spin in the air, but no wind moves them. A chill creeps up my back.
    What is this place?
    Panic forms a knot in my chest. Desperately I twist, breathing heavily, but I can’t move.
    I have to escape.
    There’s a secret hiding in these ashes. But I’ve never been the kind of person to like secrets – the power of the truth has always been a dangerous one to me.
    I need to get out of here.
    I can sense the voice – it’s here. It’s calling to me.
    What is is not always what it seems…
    What is fact is not always true…
    What is dark is not always light…
    Sometimes, good can be bad…
    and bad can be good.
    Dark can turn to light…

    Another wave of panic surges through me.
    I must escape.
    A silent scream rises in my throat. I thrash desperately against the shockivy, squeezing my eyes shut tight. My heart thuds in my chest.
    Whatever’s here, I don’t want to know.
    Some secrets are better left hidden…
    The voice screeches at me, louder and louder until everything around me seems to be on fire. Flashes of light echo in my vision, pulsing faster and faster. Then, for a split second, all I can see is a blinding light, and all I can hear is a deafening roar.
    The world slows.
    It stills.
    I see fire, but it’s moving in slow motion. It’s flickering across a field, spikes of orange and gold funneling together against a smoky gray sky.
    I’m enveloped in the middle of the fire. I can see no one and nothing.
    A spike of fire slowly twirls upward, above my head.
    Then the fire erupts into a flaming ball.
    I’m thrown backward, and everything speeds up, faster and faster andfasterandfaster-
    a wave of blinding pain hits me, then I feel nothing.


    “Maybe she’s dead.”
    “Will you stop? You’re such a downer.”
    “You’re one to talk.”
    “Am not!”
    “Am too!”
    “Let go!”
    Everything is blurry. Light from somewhere bounces off things, looking wavey. I blink once, wincing against the onslaught of pain that rushes to my head. Putting my hand on my forehead, I groan.
    “See? Not dead.”
    “Huh. Must be resistant to shockivy or something.”
    “Come on. You’re not stupid. Anyone touched by the ivy dies. You’re just bitter that I was right.”
    “As if.”
    “What’s going on…” I mutter, slowly sitting up. I feel a rush of blood to my head and gasp, thumping back down.
    “You’re immortal.”
    Someone snorts.
    “Immortal…?” I murmur.
    “You survived the shockivy,” one of the voices responds. “You probably didn’t get real shockivy; Rain likes to exaggerate things.”
    “And Rainie likes to not think outside the box.”
    “Who are you guys? Rain and … Rainie?”
    “We’re the Rains,” Rain responds.
    “Oh.” My head spins. “While we’re on the subject, what’s going on, where am I, when did this happen, why did it happen, and how?”
    “Whoa, there, Inquisitive. One question at a time.” Rain clears her throat.
    “If you ended up in a strange place with strangers, what would you do?”
    “True, true. Good point. Okay, here goes some attempt at answers. But I promise, when I say I don’t know, I don’t know. There are no secrets here. I know as much as you do. What – you were captured using shockivy, which you somehow survived. Where – you’re in a prison cell on the remote Planet of Eclipse. When – about five hours ago. Why – we don’t know. Probably something the government wants to keep hidden. How – they Teleported to you and wound shockivy around you, most likely. That’s all I’ve got.”
    “Before I woke up, I … saw something,” I stammer. “Ashes and fire. Do you think it has to do with the shockivy, or me being captured?”
    Rainie’s eyes widen. “Hold on – ash and fire? Keep going.”
    “Well, everything got dim, and I heard screaming. Then I saw ashes. Then I saw slow-moving fire.”
    “Dreams,” Rain gasped, staring at me.
    “Dreams?” I repeated.
    “We – we don’t know much about them.” Rainie’s eyes darted back and forth. “All we know is that they have something to do with the paranormal.”
    Shock pounds my chest. The paranormal? Government secrets? Deadly shockivy? Something doesn’t quite add up. Oh, and of course, don’t forget the Multiverse Wars, which have already killed millions … billions, probably.
    But a vision?
    It doesn’t make sense.
    How would I survive something that kills everyone it touches? It’s not possible. At least, not possible to explain.
    Then I remember what the voice said while I was in the ash world.
    “Rain,” I stammer, “Do these dreams ever have … voices?”
    Rainie’s head shoots up.
    “What’d you hear?” she demands.
    “Well, it’s kind of foggy…” I wrack my brain. “Something about things not being what they seem, and dark changing to light.
    “Rainie…” Rain whispers. Her eyes are huge.
    “You think…”
    “I’m positive. Rainie, they’ve sent us a Message.”
    “Who? About what?” I mutter.
    Rainie rushes over to something, scribbling things on a paper. Suddenly, she gasps.
    “What?” Rain hisses.
    “The Darkness … it’s escaped.”


    I’m exited to bring this back! 😀 it’s a nice feeling 🙂
    yes, that was Willowrain I featured 🙁 I wanted to give her a tribute <3
    anyway, what did you guys think? next chapter will be Rainie’s pov, and then Ivie’s 😀
    and that’s not the last we’ll see of the ash world, or the fire – there are still surprises to come … and plot twists 😉
    stay tuned for chapter six!


    • Rose from her phone haha
      May 22, 2019 at 3:33 pm

      🙁 My shipping assistant… May she stay in our hearts forever <3

      Whew! This chapter was great! 😀 and also may i change a few things about my character?

      • May 22, 2019 at 9:38 pm

        sure! 😀 what do you want to change?


        • Rose from her phone haha
          May 22, 2019 at 10:45 pm

          (A) my sexuality (i like girls now?? lol 😛 i identify as queer now)

          (B) I have lots of underlying depression and anxiety underneath all my optimism oofity, i don’t think i ever mentioned it but i want to be sure my character is both like me and realistic

          That’s it 😀 thanks!

    • Willowpaw (Wistep)
      May 22, 2019 at 3:52 pm

      nice job, frosto! i really like the tone of this chapter. 😛

      anyway the wind blows~

    • Ivie | Ivypaw
      May 22, 2019 at 3:57 pm

      Ahhhhh it’s amazing!!! I’m so excited for my PoV ^ ^ 😀 I bet it’ll be amazing!

    • Mapledrift
      May 22, 2019 at 6:54 pm

      also I can’t wait to see me again 🙂

    • May 22, 2019 at 10:38 pm

      thanks y’all! 😀 <3


  7. May 22, 2019 at 3:00 am

    Ok I promise to finish this one

    Torn Paths
    Chapter One

    Breezedream woke up from his sleep. He padded out into camp. It was a typical day in LightClan: drowsy cats rushing around, getting ready for the day.
    “Breezedream,” Dawnleaf pleaded, coming over “can I please go on patrol? Grasspool said I could.”
    Breezedream studied the she-cat. She had had asthma attacks ever since the fire, when she was still a kit. This made her stuck in the medicine cat den getting cooed at like she was helpless by old Grasspool. That cat did get really annoying. “Sure. You’ll come with me and Beeflight. Let me just get the other patrols sorted.”

    A while later, they were padding out of camp into their territory, the most beautiful thing ever, in Breezedream’s opinion. It was a sunlit forest with gleaming rivers and spectacular waterfalls. Although the fire, it still looked stunning.
    They stopped near the border of twolegplace, something not so amazing. I can’t believe twolegs could destroy this place for their stupid dens.
    As they were marking the borders, Breezedream heard a rustling. Lots of rustling. It sounded like a clumsy kittypet, but still. He stopped dead. Dawnleaf and Beeflight looked back at him. They didn’t seem to hear it. “Go on without me. I’ll catch up.” Beeflight started to object, but stopped. It was no use arguing with the deputy. They walked back into the forest.
    Once they were out of sight, Breezedream turned to the bush it was coming from and hissed “I know you’re there.”
    “You forest cats really are good at things,” came a voice. Out of the bush came a fluffy, plump, ginger she-cat. She was obviously a kittypet. “Ow. How do you forest cats hide in these? They hurt. Oh and I’m Layla, live right over there.” She pointed her tail at a nearby twoleg den. “But me and Chloe spend most our time outside away from those dogs. Hate them. Why do people like dogs so much?”
    Breezedream was surprised at how much this cat talked. “Oh, how lazy you kittypets are. All you do is lounge around all day, waiting for your twolegs to feed you. Leave LightClan territory now.”
    “Do not,” Layla protested, jumping onto the fence. “I do plenty of exercise. Sometimes I swipe random dogs in the face!”
    “With your claws sheathed?”
    “Of course! Do you want to actually injure it?”
    “Yes! Pawing a dog on the snout is nothing compared to what real cats like LightClan cats do.” But to be honest, Layla, for a kittypet, was impressive.
    “What is this LightClan you keep talking about?”
    “Us. My Clan. Real cats.”
    “Ooh, what do you do? That sounds fun!” Layla leaned in, interested.
    Ugh, will this cat ever stop? “You may think it sounds fun, but once you try it out, you’ll be running back to your twolegs.”
    “Try me! I’ll do fine!”
    Breezedream shook his head. Layla did seem like a good LightClan cat if you added skill, actual fighting, and dealing with things. But what would the Clan say when their deputy brings back a kittypet and says she’ll be a good warrior? “No, you won’t. Now leave.”
    Layla whined but flicked her tail in goodbye. “I’ll be here if you need me!*
    “I won’t!” He then sprinted after his patrol. Why would he need a useless kittypet. She was good company, but no Clan cat. And if it wasn’t a Clan cat he hung out with, then he would demolish his reputation. His Clan mattered more than a kittypet. Breezedream would soon forget about Layla like they’d never met. But for some reason, he felt they would see each other again.

    “Where have you been?” Beeflight demanded once Breezedream caught up with his patrol.
    “Oh, just an adventurous kittypet. She’s gone back to her twolegs now.”
    Beeflight looked at him suspiciously but, of course, said nothing.
    As they finished up their patrol and headed back to camp for a well-deserved meal, Dawnleaf suddenly collapsed and started breathing heavily. “Get Grasspool! Quickly!” Beeflight nodded and ran through the forest.
    “You’re going to be fine,” Breezedream soothed. Grasspool will be here real soon.
    Oh please StarClan, let them be fast. I don’t know what to do.

    A few minutes later, the sound of 6 pairs of paws was getting louder. Three cats burst out the undergrowth: Beeflight in the lead, Sunheart beside him, and Grasspool trailing behind. That really made Breezedream realise how old the medicine cat was. She still hasn’t gotten an apprentice.
    “Stand back,” Grasspool huffed, dropping the herbs. She turned to Breezedream. “Oh, and dear, Eaglestar wants to speak to you. You should go now.”
    Breezedream hesitated. Will Dawnleaf be okay? Of course she will. Grasspool is a great medicine cat. He broke into a gallop towards camp.


  8. Bluewater
    May 22, 2019 at 8:05 am

    Here is the character page for my roleplay



  9. Bluewater
    May 22, 2019 at 8:06 am

    And if you want to chat about the roleplay here is the page 😛 (the page we’re roleplaying on)



  10. May 22, 2019 at 1:05 pm

    I’m giving my presentation on the false killer whale today! Wish me luck!


    • Goldenpaw (Goldenfawn)
      May 22, 2019 at 1:17 pm

      Good luck! 🙂

      ~spicy oreos~

    • May 22, 2019 at 8:37 pm

      Lol why did I put this on this page? 😛


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