Short warriors stories

[I don’t know what I’m doing]

Hello everynyan! Today, I bring you some Warriors short stories! I wrote these back in like august so be prepared for cringe. I did 1-11 with this prompt: www.wattpad.com/393474347-warriors-writing-prompts-writing-prompt-twelve. Also, if some are missing, it’s just because it might have some PG-13 stuff. Enjoy!

#1: Write about an elder who knows that they are going to die soon, but the rest of the clan doesn’t know. How do they spend their last days...

Dawnbreeze slowly lifted her head after waking from a terrible nightmare. She’s been having it for a couple of days, and she knows it’s not anything normal. The dream starts with her, just sitting in the elders den, doing nothing. It seemed to be bare-lead, which would soon come in a couple of days. She then feels a surge of pain through her, and then Dawnbreeze floats away from her body. Her clanmates arrive, seeing what happened. By the saddened looks on their face, Dawnbreeze could tell she was dead. Her clan,ages gather around, young and old. All have grief-stricken faces. She was glad that they cared about her, but this is her death, and it feels so real… She then turns around to see a blinding light, more beautiful than anything she’s ever seen. Dawnbreeze then wakes up.

She stretched out her paws, and looked around. She’s not dead, like the last time, and the last, and the last. Everything is back to normal. Nothing changed. But the dream, it feels so real! Dawnbreeze is convinced that it’s true! “Dawnbreeze? Are you alright?” She turns to see her denmate, Slatefern. He is older than her, but still looks younger. “Oh, it’s nothing to worry about Slatefern, just a nightmare.” Slatefern nods, and continues to stare outside the den. Dawnbreeze turns to where he’s looking. The new kits, Deerkit, Ashkit, and Softkit were playing outside. Deerkit speaks up. “Alright guys! I’m going to be the leader, you and Softkit can be rogues! I’m going to defend my camp!” Both Ashkit and Softkit give him dirty looks. “No fair! You’re always leader Deerkit! Give me or Ashkit a turn!” Deerkit smirks. Well that’s because I’m much better than both of you, and besides, your name is Softkit!” Their mother steps in before the arguing escalates. “Both of you stop that right now! Come inside the nursery!” All the kits let out a groan. “But Deerkit started it, and-“ Dawnbreeze could only assume that Ashkit kept on complaining after entering the nursery.

She looked at the sky, and let out a sigh. “Oh, what I’d give to be young like that again. Young, energetic, and free. Now, I’m just an old sack of fur and bones.” She laid down beside Slatefern. He didn’t seem to hear what she said, but he did. “Well, I would still like to be this age, even if I had the choice. I’m wise, and well respected. Sure I’m weak, but I lived a good life. I wouldn’t give anything for being young again.” Dewbreeze saw his point, but didn’t say anything. She looked down at her paws, knowing soon she was going to die. Sure, it was scary, but then again, hopeful? She would go to Starclan, and see all of her family again! All her friends, and her dearly departed son. She would see them soon… “My beautiful son, please wait a little longer! I will soon join you, and we can be happy again!” She prayed to Starclan, and then stared out of the den. Slatefern was right. Dewbreeze wouldn’t give up anything for the life she experienced!

2#: Write about a young apprentice who discovers that they can understand and communicate with dogs after first finding them. Write about what the apprentice discovers about dogs through this? Did they like what they found...

Honeypaw slowly slinked around the forest, making sure not to make a sound. He had been apprenticed a couple days earlier, and was already sneaking out of camp! He overheard some senior warriors talking about some dog scents near the border, so obviously he had to check it out! Everyone said that he was too small and weak. When he finds the dogs, they wouldn't even dare to say anything mean about him! He would instantly become a warrior! Okay, maybe not instantly, but still early! He parted to Starclan that there would be something at the border tonight!

Honeypaw made his way to the Shadowclan border, and instantly started to sniff around. He only smelled pine marsh, and dog. How disappointing-, wait, dog? Dog! He found a scent! Honeypaw instantly praised himself. It smelled fresh too! He made sure to be silent, making sure the dogs won’t see him. He found himself near a small barn, right out of clan territory. Great! Wait, he could just pretend the scent was right in the border to make it seem more dangerous! He praised himself again. Honeypaw instantly smelled the strong scent of dog, and crow food. He was about to gag, but then remembered that the dogs were here still. He looked around, noticing the barn was full of hay. That’s what the deputy Tinystream called it. He took one step closer, and heard a cracking sound underneath him. Honeypaw looked down to see that he had stepped on a stick. He took one big gulp, and looked up to see two big yellow eyes peering back at him. “

Aaaah! Don’t hurt me!” A big brown dog stepped out. “What is doing here?” Honeypaw stopped. Did the dog just talk? “What?” The dog looked like he had been disturbed during a nap. “What is doing here?” Honeypaw looked at the dog, shocked. It did talk? “You can talk?” The dog looked confused. “All dog talk.” Clearly the dog didn’t know how to talk, or maybe that’s how they did speak. What did he say? “M-my name is Honeypaw! I’m a Shadowclan apprentice!” The dog looked at him softer. “I Rosie. My master is away.” Honeypaw asked “Master? Who’s that?” The dog seemed happy when he said that. “Master takes care of me, and I love him.” Ah, so a twoleg? Honeypaw has heard that not only do they keep kittypets, but also dogs! They were crazy! “Fine! You better come back with me!” The dog growled. “No! Stay here until master come!” Honeypaw took one step towards the dog, but it barked back. “No!” It came at him. Honeypaw instantly raced out of there. He had learned two things today. One is dogs call twolegs “masters”, and never go alone somewhere at night! Thanks to his dumb ego, he is now being chased by an angry dog!

3#: Write about an “Old queen story” or “Nursery tale” coming to life…

“Every Riverclan cat has heard of the story about Aqualo, the ancient cat who saved Riverclan. The story goes that many generations ago, a terrible drought was happening. At first it was nothing, but soon cats were dying. The medicine cat Elmpelt decided to make a journey to the moonstone. He hoped that Starclan would help during the troubling times. When he got there, Elmpelt received a message. Starclan told them that the clan would find assistance from an ancient cat named Aqualo. He didn’t believe it, but Elmpelt didn’t have a choice. He went back to the clan, but nothing had changed. That night Elmpelt woke up to the sound of rushing water. He went to the river to investigate, and found a giant cat sitting in the middle of a lake. The cat looked translucent, but clear at the same time. He was the most beautiful thing that Elmpelt had ever seen. Waves upon waves of water were coming from his paw, almost effortlessly. Soon enough, the lake was full again. Then-“ A tiny voice squeaked “Mom! This is dumb! Every cat knows this is a nursery story for newborn kits! We’re older, and about to become apprentices!”

The queen stopped, and looked down at her kits. “Well Smallkit, it’s still important to tell you about it. Besides, it provides a little comfort since there is a drought right now. Who knows if Aqualo will help us again!” Smallkit didn’t look convinced. “Don’t worry mama! I believe you!” Chimed in another kit. “Stop supporting her Toadkit! She’ll treat us like babies if you let her!” Toadkit looked down ashamed. “Well, I just wanted to remind you that there’s still hope. Here, let's get you both ready for your apprentice ceremonies! You have to look nice!” Smallkit grunted as the queen licked his head. Suddenly, a patrol arrived. “Every cat, you won’t believe it!” Shouted Nettlerock, leader of the patrol. “We checked the lake today, and it was full of water!” Every cat instantly became intrigued with this discovery. They all seemed so happy! So Smallkit was too. But he could have sworn he heard one cat murmur “There also was a sparkly cat near the water, but I don’t think any cat saw that.”

4#: Write about a cat with ocd…

Emberleaf had just finished collecting herbs, and was bringing them into the medicine cat den. She caught her apprentice sorting herbs, just like she asked him too. Emberleaf placed the herbs down, and then instantly caught something wrong. “Copperpaw, where are you putting the cobwebs?” Copperpaw looked up. “Oh, I know you said to put them near the lavender, but since it’s a very important herb I thought-“ Emberleaf shook her head. “No no no! You must put the cobwebs near the lavender!” She instantly moved them near the other herb. “I’m sorry Emberleaf, but why do that?” Emberleaf stopped. “Because I’m your mentor and I know what’s best!” Copperpaw looked down at his paws. “Okay, sorry…” Emberleaf left the den. She did feel bad for Copperpaw. She let her anxiety take control, again.

Emberleaf decided to get some prey instead. She picked up a vole, and began eating by herself. Wait, was that squirrel, right on top of that mouse?! No, that can’t happen! She had to fix it! Emberleaf instantly picked up the squirrel, it wasn’t properly placed down, and it had an odd number of marks! She instantly started tearing into it. What do you think you're doing!” Emberleaf recognized that voice. It was her sister, Sootstone! “I-I’m just making sure the prey is okay! I thought I smelled crow food…” Sootstone didn’t look convinced. “Stop lying. It’s your anxiety, isn’t it.” Emberleaf gazed dropped. “You need to stop letting it control you! You’re destroying prey! Please…” Emberleaf looked at her sister. Sootstone was desperate. She looked at herself, and knew she was right. “Alright, I’ll try to stop. It’ll be hard, but I promise. Please, just help me.” Sootstone looked happy. “Of course I will! We’ll support each other, no matter what! Remember when we used to say that?” Emberleaf nodded. “Yeah, I do. It was so much fun growing up with you!”

5#: Write about a clan where rank/status is decided by wealth…

Blazestar looked proudly at his clan. He was the richest cat here, and therefore became leader! He was not a good one, but who cared! After his father died, Blazestar had inherited all the nuts he had been saving up! Combined with his nuts, Blazestar was instantly made leader! What a great system! He watched down at all the poor cats, who were deemed useless and weak. They usually died of starvation. “Blazestar, please! I just need to collect a couple more nuts, and then I promise-“ Blazestar let out a laugh. “Oh you're such a mousebrain! I don’t care! Guards, take him away from my sight!” Other cats quickly took the poor one away. “Please Blazestar! My family!” Blazestar didn’t feel any guilt. It was that dumb cats fault for being so poor!

He didn’t care what the cats' backgrounds were, just if they had nuts. If they were rich, they were treated as friends. If they were poor, well then… Blazestar let out a laugh. He loved being a leader! His deputy returned. “Blazestar, your position as leader has expired. A cat named Snowstem has become richer than you. You will now have your warrior name Blazepelt returned to you.” Blazepelt looked shocked. “W-what?! Wait! Let go of me!” But the deputy was already pulling on him. Cats were gathered around, and he saw the smug face of the new leader. Darn him! The poor cat from earlier glared at him. He lost his position, he lost everything…

7#: Write about a clan named Vaugueclan. Lost by the mist of time, and only remembered by the forgotten...

Littlepaw walked across the moor as he sniffed around for any prey. Today was his assessment, making him a Windclan Warrior! He has to pay attention, and not let his thoughts distract him. Suddenly, a flash of brown fur caught his eye. As Littpaw smelled the spot, it confirmed his suspicions. It was a rabbit! Littlepaw instantly dropped into a hunter’s crouch, and followed the rabbit. It wasn’t even aware he was there, what an idiot! The rabbit stopped for a moment, stopping to sniff something. This was his chance. Littlepaw leaped up, and was about to pounce on the unsuspecting creature. But, he noticed something. The world around him, had slowed down? What? He felt a wave of sleepiness overcome him, and Littlepaw blacked out.

Littlepaw awoke to find himself inside a den. Where was he? Oh, the nursery! Wait, how did he know that? Littlepaw realized that he remembered this place without knowing it. How is that possible? He looked up to see he had shrunken quiet a lot. The size of a kit, to be exact. He looked up to see a tall black she-cat. He instantly knew this was his mother. She smiled down at him. He looked around to see 3 other kits playing. The brown she-cat was Curlkit, the light grey she-cat was Cootkit, and the black she-cat was Otterkit. He noticed another she-cat who seemed to be pregnant. This was his family. But how did he know? It’s not like he knew them or anything! “Pikekit, why didn’t you go play with your sisters. I’m sure they would like you to join themselves!” Small paw just nodded. He recognized the name, almost like it was his own. He went over to his sisters, who were playing catch the mouse. “Otterkit! I wanna be the hunter!” Whined Curlkit. “Okay, you can be! But try to make it hard!” Pikekit decided to watch them instead. It was sort of funny. “Kits! Come back inside! It’s almost time for Duck-kit’s apprentice ceremony!”

Obediently, him and his sisters went inside the nursery. Small paw stood at the entrance, watching what would happen. There stood Duck-kit, ready to become an apprentice. “Duck-kit, you have reached the age of 6 moons. Your mother has chosen you to become a fighter. Do you promise to train to become a mighty warrior of Vagueclan?” Smallpaw recognized the name! This was Vaguelclan! His clan! But, it wasn’t. He was Smallpaw, an apprentice on his assessment. Maybe, maybe this was his past life? Smallpaw heard from the elders that once a cat was fully forgotten in Starclan, they were reincarnated. So, this was his past life. Weird… He hoped to get out soon! Almost like a command, Smallpaw woke up back in the medicine cat den.

“Ah, Smallpaw, you’re awake! Every cat was so worried when you fainted. Good thing your mentor was there to help you!” Smallpaw saw the medicine cat Duckpelt looking down on him. “I-I’m fine. But boy do I have a crazy story to tell you!”

9#: Write based off of the lyrics “Spark like empty lighters”(I don’t know this song-)...

Firewhisker found himself right in the middle of a clan battle. But, this battle wasn’t ordinary. Every cat was battling ferociously, young and old. The nursery queens were hiding their kits. Elders were hiding too. Young apprentices looked frightened, but forced into battle. This wasn’t a battle. This was a massacre. Riverclan has attacked during the night, and no cat had expected it. They were quick, and silent. Shadowclan would have never seen it coming. It was all because of one piece of prey. A fish was found on Riverclan territory, and no cat there had killed it. So of course they instantly blame Shadowclan. The clan that’s so evil! Firewhisker gritted his teeth at the thought, but right now he had to stop thinking. Right now, he had to fight for his clan.

Firewhisker looked around for an opportunity to fight, but didn’t see anything. He the caught Birdpaw, his son, who had claws on his throat. No! No cat would ever hurt his son! Firewhisker felt fire fill his veins. No cat would hurt his son! Firewhisker leaped on top of the attacker, and bit down. The cat instantly fled. He turned to more Riverclan warriors, and got ready to attack. He saw red at this point, and didn’t know what happened. Firewhisker woke up a while later, and blood was all over him. He was in the medicine cat den, and he saw his mate Antfeather sitting outside. “Willowheart, he be okay?” The medicine cat looked up at her. “Of course! Besides, all that blood isn’t his.”

10#: Write about a raid on a wasp’s nest…

A patrol walked across the forest. There was Kestrelpaw, Ashsky, Birchspiral, Mottlebelly, and Gulltail. All of these cats were assigned to deal with a wasp’s nest.
“What? A wasp nest? This will be easy!” Said Kestrelpaw. All the warriors just stared at him weirdly, and said nothing. Kestrelpaw got a bit nervous, wondering why every cat looked so silent and serious. What was going on. Had he volunteered for something bad? Only time would tell, so he kept on walking. A few minutes later, the patrol came across the wasp’s nest. It was huge! Even bigger than Mottlebelly, one of the biggest cats in Thunderclan! All the cats dropped down, so Kestrelpaw did too.

“Okay, those wasp’s are stealing some catmint, and we need to get it back! Kestrelpaw and Birchspiral will attack from that side. Mottlebelly and Gulltail will attack from over there. I will go first over here, everyone ready?” Kestrelpaw was bayou to argue about his position but Ashsky’s look shut him up. All the cats nodded. Kestrelpaw and Birchspiral slowly stalked across to the other side of the wasp’s nest. He saw Mottlebelly and Gulltail doing the same. Ashsky leaped out from the bush, her teeth snarling and her claws out. The wasps instantly zoomed out, and started stinging her. At the same time, all the other cats jumped out from the bushes and began stealing the catmint and swatting off wasps. Kestrelpaw felt sharp pains all over him, but knew he had to keep going. After a couple of minutes, the group had managed to destroy the wasp’s nest and get back the catmint. The patrol began to walk back home. Ashsky turned to Kestrelpaw. “Hey kid, you did great back there.” Kestrelpaw’ s eyes sparkled. Yes!

11#: Write about a prophecy including the words “Raven, sickness, and violet”...

Raven will plague the clan with sickness, and only violet will stop it. A raven brings an unknown sickness to the clans, and violets are the cure.