AngelTheWildWolf

| Sequel to Imperfect |"You really do have a dream and cause, but can you make it strong enough to withstand this world? Your impregnability is remarkable, but that can all be proven wrong with a single command..." Hurricane has gone through the Tribe of Shining Suns and the Tribe of Roaming Spirits and still hasn't found a safe world. She has gathered very few cats that support her cause and is wandering the imperfectly perfect world with a foolish dream. Tied by family, she struggles to fight for a cause when she knows a single action from her could end the life of a loved one. But in this dark world, nothing can change, and the sun's bright rays or a spirit's freedom can't save her.Arrow is thrust into a world that he never knew of. Ever since that bloodbath night, his perfect home crumbles before his eyes while he stands in the middle of it all. With Origanum gone and Eagle in charge, he is no longer safe in a place he called home. The brilliant sun now hides behind a dark cloud and forces him to realize that no arrow of hope could ever pull him out of the nightmare.Blizzard doesn't know her future anymore. Before chaos unrolled, she had a family- the Storm Siblings. Ever since the loss of Tsunami, Hurricane, and Lightning, they are no more. Forced in a game of pawns under her father's tyranny, she can only hope that she can be swept along with the crowd. No matter how strong or cold a blizzard is and no matter how much trouble and damage it leaves in its wake, the sun will continue to shine endlessly.| Note: This is my story! All characters and plot belong to me! Copying is NOT PERMITTED |{Credits to @anfarlamb for editing!}…

AngelTheWildWolf

"There are two things that separate us, perfection and imperfection..."What if a tribe was run by perfection? Where failure is no option. That one mistake could end a life. Positions are won by strengths and there are no such things as flaws. Take every mistake, tripping, falling, failing, and erase it all. In this world, there's perfection. Nothing bad ever happens - after all, perfection means flawless. Being perfect is the only way to live and falling short of that expectation is unforgivable.That is Citrus' world. There's no betrayal, no heartache, no mistakes, no sickness, no deaths, and no unnecessary battles that force her to choose sides. All that's waiting for her is the bright sun, shining its golden beams onto her. Home to all perfect cats: the Tribe of Shining Suns. A shining, dark world where the perfect roam.But what happens to those who don't shine? As long as there is a sun, there are always shadows. Citrus has always thought of herself as a proud cat and wrinkles her nose at the sound of Imperfects; cats that suffer and starve in the shadows. Those cats stumble and fail yet try to spread their seeds in fresh soil, lingering around the world like an ongoing sickness. These disgraceful beings continue to rise no matter how much the sun burns them, stirring chaos in her perfect world. Like any infection, she knows her life will be better when the disgusting ticks are out of her fur.All she has to do is slaughter her way through in order to achieve perfection, but fighting this disease may risk her own life and worst of all - imperfection. [Warning: All characters, plotline, and cover belong to me! Copying is NOT PERMITTED]…

AngelTheWildWolf

Every disaster that threatens a Clan means StarClan will come and save you. You'll receive a prophecy that will save everything you love. The peril is vanquished in a battle, and there is no need for sleeping with one eye open anymore. StarClan will forever watch over you from your nest and keep you safe. That is what has been passed down from generations. Not every tale has to end like that: StarClan saving everyone with the chosen cat, everyone loving the hero or heroine - but it always does. So facing a challenge such as missing cats shouldn't be a challenging task. Moons pass on, cats keep disappearing faster and faster; nobody is doing anything to prevent the case. Everyone is relying on StarClan to send the prophecy to their medicine cat, just hoping that one day, the fiasco will end. Yet that's not the way fear works its way into hearts. Warriors, once brave and strong, now cowering behind one another. Apprentices with their eagerness to learn, now afraid of the outside world and going missing. Queens, always caring for their kits, now fearful of losing them to the mystery. Elders, who are as wise as the deepest river, now unable to provide an answers. With leaf-bare creeping up, the Clans are preparing for the harsh weather. Preparing for another season should be like gathering moss for the elders, but not this time. This time, the Clans are struggling just to assemble a hunting patrol and maintain borders. Forcing time out of daily tasks is asking the impossible. Leaf-bare is going to take the remaining lives of the cats that are lucky enough to even make it through leaf-fall. A silent storm will sweep across them and leave no traces; they might as well prepare to die in the white flakes of leaf-bare, covered up by mounds of snow, lost and forgotten.{This is a rewrite of my story and just like before, copying isn't allowed}{This is also a work of fanfiction! I do not own Warrior Cats!}…