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No Holding Back Now - Warriors FanfictionHawkpaw gazed the water below him warily before he began tentatively lowering his shaking paw down into it, his big, ice-blue eyes wide with terror. He managed to dip the tip of his pad into the cold water before he launched back like he had touched fire. His fur was fluffed up considerably and his body language was tense. He knew this day was going to come ever since he and his sister, Mothpaw, had become official members of RiverClan. Swimming was the trademark of the Clan that made it unique, after all. But… he didn’t expect it to come this soon. He didn’t know he would have to face the blue depths this early. He had only become an apprentice yesterday, for StarClan’s sake!No Holding Back Now - Warriors Fanfiction by Ashdapple
The vague memory of watching his brother, Tadpole, who’d always been so brave and strong, getting swallowed away forever under the blue depths of the water made him shiver with fear. And now here he was, about to willingly dive into the very thing that had killed his brother only a m
A Tainted Place - Warriors FanfictionThere was a reason I had chosen to become a medicine cat instead of a warrior like the rest of my littermates had, other than just deciding to help the sick and ill (although that was admittedly, a big part of it). It was simply because I didn’t agree with battling or fighting. Sure, I would partake in a play battle with Tigerheart and Dawnpelt back when we were kits, and don’t think I would hesitate to claw the ears off of any cat whom decided to cause harm onto one of my Clanmates. It wasn’t like I was a pacifist who refused to fight for anything.A Tainted Place - Warriors Fanfiction by Ashdapple
But, I didn’t understand it, and even now that I am dead and away, I still don’t really understand the concept. I remember back when I was still tiny and things were much simpler, where my biggest concern was beating Tigerheart to the darkest part of the nursery before we went to bed, seeing some of the warriors after they returned from battle. Tigerheart and Dawnpelt would eagerly rush up and ask the warriors
Friends: Old and New - Fanfiction - :GIFT:Old FriendsFriends: Old and New - Fanfiction - :GIFT: by Ashdapple
Throughout the years, the famous Wigglytuff Guild had produced many strange rescue team duos. For example, there was the late Team Hurricane, one of the first official rescue teams produced by Wigglytuff and his team. The duo, which had consisted of a runty little Pidgey who went under the alias Thunder (to this day, no one knew his real name), and a floppy Magikarp (whom was lucky enough to know the move ‘Tackle’, which allowed him membership into the Guild) who, in return, went under the alias of Lightning.
No one had thought a team with such measly Pokémon would get anywhere, but Wigglytuff had insisted that, with a little training, Thunder and Lightning would rise up to be a great rescue team. Others rolled their eyes at the claim and figured the old loon would learn soon enough about his folly. Well, they did… until Thunder and Lightning both evolved into their final evolutions.
Soon, no one could stop the Pidgeot and Gyrados duo from taking t
Apprentice - Warriors FanfictionI had honestly thought you were different. I really had.Apprentice - Warriors Fanfiction by Ashdapple
I will admit, when I had first found out about your origins, I had immediately been skeptical. I don’t know if you knew this, but your father had caused a lot of damage to my Clan when he took over. Not only had he littered the place with bones and basically enslaved us to do his bidding, but he also sentenced the execution of my loyal deputy, Stonefur simply for the crime of being half-Clan just like you.
I don’t know who is worst, in all honesty. Your father for making us all so miserable and killing Stonefur…or me, for allowing it to happen. For letting my own infatuation smother out the loyalty I held to my Clan. Love is a strange phenomenon, really. It controls you in ways that most don’t know is possible. I had always prided myself in being well-composed and strong, but the day Whiteclaw had tumbled down the gorge many years ago, I couldn’t even go near that gorge without bitter memories filli
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Babysitting - StreamClan Fanfiction - GiftHow, in the dear name of StarClan, did Leonpaw get himself stuck in this situation? Why was he stuck here in camp, babysitting some dumb kits while a majority of his Clanmates were attending the Gathering?
Actually, why was he asking these questions to himself? He knew the answer to them all.
The reason he was stuck here was through the carefully concentrated effort of Kirigiripaw and Monobear, or aka, the scourges of his whole entire existence. Okay, so maybe he was the only cat who knew and called them by that, but still, it was a fitting nickname.
Granted, he had been foolish to believe Monobear in the first place. But an apprentice should be able to his trust his/her mentor full-heartedly. Wasn’t that like one of the unspoken agreements in the ritual between both mentor and apprentice. Sure, Monobear was an evil, sadistic cat but…
No, there was nothing to add to that. There was his answer of why he shouldn’t trust any of Monobear’s words. Monobear was a sic
Secret Chocolate - Durarara! FanfictionShitsuo had always liked chocolate. Normally, this fact wouldn’t shock anyone. Lots of people loved chocolate. It was a perfectly normal love to have. Maybe not the healthiest, but it was okay.
But people were raised in different families, and if Shitsuo’s family had even heard a hint of this fact, he didn’t even want to imagine how much they would hound and lecture him.
Shitsuo’s family, to say the very least, were extremely strict. Obedience was the one skill Shitsuo had mastered completely. It was the law he was raised by his whole entire life. Whatever his parents said was law.
He was assigned to be a butler to Sakuraya by his family, so obviously, he had to learn how to be obedient and used to taking orders. His family had given him early experience per say. Everything in Shitsuo’s life was controlled by them, timing and everything.
Shitsuo, when he went to play outside with other friends, had to come back exactly an hour later. That was his curfew. &