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. October 17, 2019 at 8:30 pm



    i am the human owl

  2. Havenfang
    October 17, 2019 at 8:31 pm

    Aww! I love this! Great job! It’s purrfect for this website!

    ~~~Havenfang ~♡~♡~

  3. Havenfang~~♡~~♥~~
    October 17, 2019 at 8:58 pm

    Hey everyone! It’s Havenfang again! I wanted to show you the next chapter of my fanfiction. Feedback is needed!
    (Sorry it looks so long!!)
    “Let every cat old enough to catch their own prey, come to the Highledge for a clan meeting!” Emberstar’s yowl rung through the hollow. Havenkit poked her head out of the nursery. I become an apprentice today! She thought excitedly. She rushed out of the den, coming to her mother’s side. “Oh for StarClan’s sake! You can’t be apprenticed looking like that!” her mother started licking Havenkit’s fur vigorously.
    “Mother! I can lick my own fur! I’m becoming an apprentice today, remember?!”
    “Of course I remember! That is why I’m grooming you correctly.” Nightpelt had a point. Last time Havenkit tried to groom herself, she ended up looking like a crazed hedgehog. Nightpelt thought she looked so silly she might as well grown wings.
    “Thank you Nightpelt.” She let Nightpelt groom her while everyone gathered around the Highledge.
    “I would like to announce we will have three new apprentices today. Havenkit, Lilykit, and Lizardkit, could you come up here?” Emberstar beckoned them with his tail. Havenkit padded up beside her littermates, seeing pride in their gazes. They leaped upon the Highledge, waiting for Emberstar’s instructions. “Havenkit, please come forward,” Havenkit shivered with excitement as she touched noses with Emberstar. “Havenkit, do you swear to follow the warrior code, and learn the ways of the ThunderClan warrior?”
    “I do” Excitement pulsed through her.
    “Then by the power vested in StarClan, I give you the name Havenpaw. Your mentor will be Juniperheart.” He nodded his head towards Juniperheart.
    “I’m looking forward to training you Havenpaw! I expect the best from you.” Juniperheart whispered cheerfully as they touched noses. Everyone cheered her new name,
    “Havenpaw! Havenpaw! Havenpaw!” Emberstar had made Lilypaw apprenticed to Rockclaw and Lizardpaw apprenticed to Twigleaf.
    “My kits!” their father Oakleaf purred as they leaped down from the Highledge.
    “Oakleaf! Watch me pounce on this leaf!” Lilypaw clumsily leaped on an elm leaf and rolled over, batting it in the air. Oakleaf purred again, this time with amusement.
    “Havenpaw! Lilypaw! Lizardpaw!” Another apprentice, Dewpaw padded up to them cheerfully. Dewpaw was a handsome tom apprenticed to the deputy, Rippleheart. He had left the nursery only a moon ago, so he wouldn’t be moving out of the apprentice’s den any time soon. Havenpaw swallowed back a purr. I’m glad. “How about we show you the apprentices’ den before you go tour the territory? We can even set up your nests if you’d like.” Dewpaw looked shyly at Havenpaw. “Would you want to have a nest next to mine, Havenpaw? I could tell you all the new stuff I’ve learned since the nursery!” Havenpaw looked at him fondly.
    “Of course, Dewpaw! I missed you. Even though you moved to the apprentice den when I was still in the nursery I always thought of you as my friend.” she gave him a swift lick to the ear and started following him to the apprentices’ den.
    They padded up to the opening of the den, seeing Mosspaw, Flowerpaw, and Poppypaw laying in their nests.
    “Congratulations you three!” Poppypaw said cheerfully.
    “Thanks, Poppypaw! Were so glad to be here! I’m so excited to hunt, and battle my enemies- but I’m so sure I’m excited picking out fleas from Owlwhisker. She’s cranky, but she does tell great stories. Reedwhisker is awesome too!” Lilypaw babbled on. Flowerpaw lifted her head from her nest, something not right in her eyes.
    “Hi Havenpaw,” Flowerpaw said warily. “Sorry I couldn’t make it to your ceremony, I don’t feel to we-” her sentence was cut off by a bought of coughing. Oh no! Havenpaw rushed over to her, helping her stay sturdy as she coughed. Poppypaw rushed over too, licking her sister’s ears gently.
    “I’m taking you to Violetheart and Needlepaw. You need to be checked out.” Poppypaw said, worry flashing in her eyes. Flowerpaw drew away quickly.
    “No! My warrior’s assessment is today! I can’t miss it! I’ll finally be the best warrior in the forest.” She puffed out her chest proudly, until another bought of coughing came, her chest heaving every time she coughed.
    “Come on Flowerpaw. I’ll wait to take my warrior’s assessment until you get better. After all, you are my sister. We will get through this together.” Flowerpaw gave an uneasy nod and padded out of the den, Havenpaw’s gaze hanging after her. The den was filled with silence, and nervousness gripped them all. That can’t be a good sign. Havenpaw thought nervously. It is leafbare, what if she has greencough?
    “How about we get you guys’ nests set up?” Mosspaw broke the silence and Havenpaw’s train of thought.
    “That’s a good idea, Mosspaw. My nest is right here Havenpaw.” Dewpaw flicked his tail towards a nest in the back of the den. They started building their nests when Needlepaw burst into the den, panic in his eyes, and Havenpaw’s worst fear came true.
    “Everyone! Evacuate the den! Flowerpaw has greencough!”
    Thanks for reading!
    –Havenfang ~~♡~~♥~~

  4. January 1, 2020 at 5:55 pm

    Silvernose nudged a little kit into a deep hole. “Stay there. I will come back for you, Shykit.”

  5. January 1, 2020 at 6:01 pm

    Shadowstream sat silently by her mate. “It would be so easy just to fall off this cliff and go to starclan.” Her last words ringed in her mind. “I never wished this to happen.” Sigh Tallear, her mate. Shadowstream just ignored him. “Neither me.” She whispered sadly

  6. Wildspirit - Spirit from the Wild woods
    May 20, 2020 at 6:10 pm

    Prologe: A large brown tabby she-cat stood in front of a small white tom. “What have I told you, Icepaw?” she growled. Icepaw tried to back away, but backed into a tree. “I told you never to tell my secrets,” she continued. ” Pineflower, I wasn’t going to tell any cats! ” Icepaw begged. “You know I have to punish you,” Pineflower growled. She pinned Icepaw down. She raised a paw, claws unsheathed. “Pineflower, I swear I —” Icepaw never finished his sentence. His eyes were frozen in a fearful look. “Evry time I get an apprentice,” Pineflower growled. Leaving Icepaws body, she walked back through the woods. She entered the BreezeClan camp. A small gray and white she-cat approached her. “Did you find Icepaw?” she asked. ” I’m sorry, Ivyleaf, but Icepaw was killed by a fox, ” Pineflower lied. “We will sit vigal for him tonight. Thank you for looking for him Pineflower.” When Ivyleaf turned away, Pineflower purred. Sorry Ivyleaf, she thought. But if you want a warrior son, don’t apprentice him to me.

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