Worst Warrior Cats Fanfiction Ever 3
There was Worst Warrior Cats Fanfiction Ever, Worst Warrior Cats Fanfiction 2 and now there's WOrst Warrior Cats Fanfiction Ever 3…
There was Worst Warrior Cats Fanfiction Ever, Worst Warrior Cats Fanfiction 2 and now there's WOrst Warrior Cats Fanfiction Ever 3…
Wolfclaw has come back. He's returned to camp and every cat has acted as if he's a hero. But he's not, he's a murderer and even Bramblestar is letting him get away with it. But Oakfur will not. He'd ruined his life and killed his loved ones, he was not going to be blinded by Wolfclaw like the rest of his Clan.…
I see it curve into the jaws of the green forest. I see it flow towards the great city. Light reflects towards me, as if it is answering me, shining and beaming back at me, aware of my friendly gaze. Because I am the only one that sees it. Really sees it.…
this it the "best" WaRrIoR cAtS fanfiction ever.... it's also a sequel…
Stormkit was separated from his Clan just after being born. Even after the Clan and his own parents have given up on finding him, Willowkit still has hope and she keeps searching.…
Heartstorm's got everything to fight for.... and everything to lose...…
Rain is a new beginning, could Heartpaw have one?…
The best (cough cough) warriors fanfiction you'll ever read. It doesn't make sense but hopefully it makes you laugh…
Night, the happy soul of the pack. Brightening the day. His life is more than perfect. His pack loves him and he loves them. He has loving parents. Plenty of food. Loads of fun. But it can never last forever.…
It's hard not to give up when there's nothing to fight for anymore...…
Wolfkit was born into Riverclan at a time when they were thriving. Everything is well. Apprentices are becoming warriors and more and more kits are being born. Riverclan is one of the most feared Clans and is doing well keeping most Clans away from their border. But sometimes, the biggest threat is in the Clan itself. //COMPLETED//…
What it feels like to fly…
January is the daughter of Evebridge's leader. They have not had a dragon an encounter for centuries but what happens when an ice dragon comes near their village? A dragon January befriends? What will the people of the village think? What will her father think?…
Torrents of rain pelted down onto the colourfully lit city. The city lights were on and people walked hurriedly through the rain. Cars whizzed past to get home before rush hour. The lamps lit the streets strongly through the rain creating a nice warm atmosphere in the cold weather. Umbrellas bobbed over people's heads, trying to avoid hitting other people in the big crowds. The city buzzed with late night activity amidst the pouring rain. The whole place looked lively, even in the rain. But somewhere behind the wet houses and in the dirtiest part of the city, in a muddy, grimy alleyway, a little dog lay shivering on the cold wet floor. Soon, he was lying on a puddle of water, the open bins on each side of him were getting flooded and garbage started to fall out. An old lamp dimly lit the small garbage alley. It soon fizzled out and all went dark. Still, the dog lay there on the floor. Fire Stairs from the side of the house led down to the alley but no one used it unless they needed to throw things away. The garbage truck almost never came to this street and even less to the alley leaving it with a strong horrid smell and overflowing garbage bins. Suddenly, the small dirty window at the top of the fire stair lit up faintly. The door knob was turned and a grubby little boy was pushed out pouting. The door slammed shut behind him. The little boy crossed his arms and stood still under the strong rain. He scrunched his eyes up and realised it was a bedraggled dog.…