Warriors Compilation :)

by Tigercry

I have a bunch of Warriors Story ideas I'd like evaluated :) Review what you think :) Briarlight has kits? Warriors As Dogs. The Flip Of A Switch. (These are just the titles for a few possibilities! :) )

1. Lots of Stuff!

Fighting for Love and Hope (11/25/16)

(Has been written, look for the story: Fighting For Love And With Constant Hope)

Humans

"Holly, we have a visual." Our lives consist of training, fighting, and protecting our small country along with learning to love, be friends, and keeping everything legal. Are we part the government you ask? No, not at all, we're just a group of kids and adults trying to keep our country from being overrun by bloodthirsty people who would lay waste to our homes.

Before I write down all the characters name conversions I'm going to give you a tip, the character's name starts with the same letter of their warriors name :) the family trees are a bit modified but only a tad :)

Cynthia(Cindy) Lawson- Cinderheart

Haliah(Honey) Lawson- Honeyfern

Paige (Poppy) Lawson- Poppyfrost (is Haliah's twin, her sister Cynthia is a 13 months younger)

Leonardo(Leon) Bramble-Lionblaze

Jay Bramble- Jayfeather

Holly Bramble- Hollyleaf. (Is Jay's twin, Leon is barely nine months younger)

Brendon Michaels- Berrynose (I'm probably not going to use his siblings but I'll put up their name conversations if I do)

Ivory and Diana Fernandes- Ivypool and Dovewing (twins)

Harry Harrison - Harespring

Hannah Henderson- Heathertail

Leah Franchise- Leafpool

Firen franchise- firestar

Luxa Larson- Leopardstar

Bucky Barton- Blackstar

Orian O'Neill- One star

Breanna(Bree) Grayas- Briarlight

Finli Finchley- Fallenleaves

Ages

Cynthia- 16

Leon- 16

Hannah- 16

Braxton- 16 ½

Ivory- 15 ½

Diana- 15 ½

Haliah- 17 ½

Paige- 17 ½

Brendan- 17 ½

Holly- 17

Jay- 17

Bree- 17

Leah- 38

Firen- classified

Luxa- classified

Orian- classified

Bucky- classified

Harry- 16

Holly looked up from her computer and tapped into the member's commlink, "You guys shouldn't have a visual yet, why are you that close?"

"Because Brenden decided it would be a good idea to get closer."

She quickly tapped into Brendon's commlink. "Brendon! Get your team back, you're going to get yourselves killed."

"No we aren't. Attack!"

"For heaven's sake Brendon!" Holly slammed her fist against her desk before quickly typing on her computer and pulling up a screen to her brother and best friend Leon Bramble. and Cynthia Lawson both were alert, the camera angle shifting as they ran back to base. "Power Couple, Brendon's put his team in the suicide lane! Get over there and stop the bloodbath."

Cynthia nodded, her black hair billowing sideways in the wind, "Roger Holly, we're on our way." The camera shut off.

"Holly!" Haliah's voice came from a speaker, talking over her comlink, "We need backup! We're getting pummeled here!"

"Leon and Cynthia are on their way, don't panic, they'll be there in a few minutes."

"Should I give the order to retreat?"

"Yes, as co-captain they should listen to you."

"I'll try."

"Do your best, we want the lowest amount of injuries possible."

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"Brendan, get your team back," Leon said over the comlink from where he and Cynthia were sprinting towards the other group's position.

"Why?! We can handle this on our own!"

"Brendan, unless you want my fist in your face, get your team to retreat!" Cynthia snapped, interjecting into the conversation, "I have every right to punch you after what I heard about your escapade involving my sisters."

"Retreat!" Brendan yelled, not wanting to get beaten up by the annoyed girl.

"Good boy. I'm still going to punch you." Cynthia said flatly, they had nearly reached the scene and most of Brendan's team were already retreating, half of them were farther back with Haliah who was speaking quickly into her comlink.

"Here we go again!" Leon told Cynthia as the two jumped into the fray.

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Leon dragged Brendan by the collar to the base headquarters where Holly was waiting. Cynthia had to go get something -Leon suspected she wanted to get the blood off- so it was just him at the moment. He shoved the disobedient teen into the room and inwardly sighed, saving Brendan's behind seemed to be Leon's second job, of course, Cynthia was always there, so it was really both their side job.

"Were you trying to get people killed?!" Holly asked Brendan, green eyes narrowed into a deadly glare, black hair up in a messy bun, and her usually fair skinned face pink from her annoyance and anger.

"No, we could've handled it!" The mentioned boy argued.

"How? With your supposed amazing looks?" Holly snapped sarcastically, "You're lucky the power couple were able to help you or it would've been a huge bloodbath!"

Leon inwardly rolled his eyes at the whole Power couple nickname. It made sense but that didn't mean he had to like it; the power couple name came from the idea that himself and Cynthia were linked together in many ways, they shared each other's abilities, preferences, thoughts, emotions, moods, and could even see through each other's eyes if they needed to. But they could and do borrow each others powers. Like he could borrow Cynthia's selective senses or super speed and she could borrow his super strength, or location depictor but most of the time they did it subconsciously. Hence, the power couple name.

"No! Well sorta. But I know how to fight and we could've handled it!"

The door swung open and Cynthia slipped into the room, "Like how you can handle my sisters?" She sniped, closing the door behind her and standing next to Leon. Whose hunch had been correct, she was out of her blood covered field gear and had changed to be wearing a casual t-shirt and skinny jeans with a lightweight hoodie vest layered over it, a knife probably hidden in her ankle boots with her hair up in a high ponytail.

"What?" Brendan spluttered, "What does that have to do with anything?"

"Only that you get yourself into complicated situations and have no idea what to do to get out of them." She replied before nodding to Leon who left to do as she had a few minutes ago.

"Look," Holly interrupted before Brendan could offend the feisty black haired girl who happened to be her best friend, "The point is you need to think before you act, it'll keep everyone safe and there won't be any bloodshed. I don't want to bring Firen, Luxa, Shire and or Orian into this."

"I'm sure he thinks about his actions Holly." Cynthia said bluntly. When Brendan grinned she turned the near compliment into an insult, "but I'm sure that's only when it involves his looks or Haliah and Paige." She snickered, blue eyes glinting with triumph.

Holly sighs, "Brendan, Haliah's leading the next field outing. Now scram, both of you. Cynthia, I expect you to keep the punching to a minimum and in the flat, not in the halls."

"So I can still punch him?"

"In the flat yes."

"Alright, well I'm heading back there for a while, are we doing anything out in the field later?"

"Maybe, Firen is with the other co-leaders, they're splitting up duties. Brendan leave." Holly said, pointing to the door. Brendan darted out and Cynthia went to leave also but Holly's next words stopped her in her tracks. "They're putting a few from the wind division into our flat."

"No," Cynthia groaned looking at her, "don't tell me."

Holly's expression confirmed it, "One of them is Hannah."

Cynthia cursed violently and she growled, managing to keep the growl normal and not a cat like snarl. "Couldn't she go anywhere else!"

"I don't have that power Cindy, Hannah's one of the fastest warriors in the wind division and the leaders are switching a few things around."

"Why our flat?"

"Because she is higher ranked and our flat has all the higher ranked people in my subdivision. Because she knows and listens to me she has to be in my subdivision."

"Argh!" Cynthia threw her hands into the air, "I'm not having anymore stupid excuses for why she has to go with Leon! He's my partner! Not hers!" she started pacing, "Oh! But I can't defend myself, oh! But he's so strong and she can defend herself but I can't! Blah blah blah blah blah!" She scowls, "I'm sick of it!"

"I know, that was a few years ago before the link was discovered and before you nearly died, I'm sure he won't fall for it this time."

Cynthia opens her mouth to say something but the door was flung open and Leon rushed in, his hair wet and dripping down his neck looking hassled. "What's wrong? Why're you so upset Cindy?" he asked turning to the girl with a worried expression, "Did something happen?"

"You're going to find out this evening," Cynthia growled through gritted teeth, blue eyes flashing.

"Alright?"

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"What's going on?" Leon hissed to Cynthia, they and everyone else in the flat were standing in a line in the entry room, all wearing their different variations of field uniforms. A dark gray top and black bottoms. Leon's was in a dark gray muscle shirt and black camo cargo pants, a knife strapped to his thigh.

"You'll see." Cynthia hissed back, not turning to face him, she was in a dark gray thin strapped tank top and black skinny jeans, her lightweight pistol with sleep ammo tucked into the belt of her jeans, a knife hidden in her black running shoes.

"Quiet!" Holly hissed, glaring at the two whisperers. She was the only one not in field gear, instead wearing a white half sleeve and black skirt, her laptop bag slung over one shoulder, her comlink connected eyepiece displaying complicated codes and numbers on the tiny screen. They obediently went silent, Leon was well aware of Cynthia's unease and couldn't understand why she was feeling that way.

The door opened and wind subdivision leader Harry came in with two others trailing behind him. "Wind Subdivision leader Harry, It's a pleasure to meet you again," Holly spoke politely, shaking his hand in the same manner.

"Same to you. I have the two who are going to be under your command. Braxton Crawford." The black haired boy stepped out from behind Harry and nodded slightly to Ivory who didn't react in return. "And Hannah Henderson." A lighter blonde haired girl stepped out from behind her leader and smiled cutely at amber eyes widened but he didn't move, instead sending the mental message or pure horror to Cynthia. Hannah and Cynthia locked eyes and Hannah smiled with mischief and competition while Cynthia's eyebrows furrowed and she silently growled, her lips a thin line. The competition between the two girls was high and heightened further as Cynthia moved slightly to clasp her left hand in Leon's right.

"Hi!" Hannah chirped happily, heather blue eyes glimmering with fierce competition directed towards Cynthia, anger simmering under the surface at other girl's action. Leon instinctively laced his fingers with Cynthia, but was looking at Holly, amber eyes pleading. 'Save me!' He tried to plead to his sister with his eyes.

'I can't, sorry Leon.' Holly told him with her emerald green eyes, sympathy in the green depths.

Cynthia locked eyes with Leon and shook her head violently, despite the dizziness that made her mind foggy and confused. They couldn't give up any information, 'No.' She thought, 'don't give in.' She felt the knife touching her thigh move and felt searing pain down the back of her entire leg. Biting down on her lower lip she stopped the cry that wanted to escape, 'No weakness.' She could smell the blood covering her body and felt dizzy from the pungent smell. Getting a few gallons of it dumped on your head did things to your senses. She shook her head again at Leon, they couldn't give in.

Cynthia coughed, her voice raspy and wheezy. Pain, that's what her world consisted of at the moment, she could feel every nerve tingling with the sensation and was lucky to be able to see. The sight she could see she didn't want to though. Her blurry vision allowed her to see her screwed up leg that was a bloody mess. She blurrily watched as a figure moved and felt the cold metal of the bat lying against her skin. The pain flared and she screamed, wanting to curl into a ball and hide away from the torture her body was enduring.

"Cindy!" Someone get Leon!" Holly yelled, restraining her thrashing friend who was screaming, blue eyes squeezed shut.

Leon slammed face first into the door and stumbled back before throwing it open and rushing in, sprinting over to sit next to Holly on the mattress. "Cyn, you're not there anymore! Wake up!" He gathered the girl in his arms and kept speaking, "nobody's hurting you, you're in the flat, safe and sound, I'm right here, It's Leon Cyn, it's me, listen to me, you're safe." Cynthia's stopping screaming and her blue eyes snapped open, glazed over and confused, terror gleaming in the depths. She clung to Leon, her arms locked around his back trembling like a leaf, her right leg cold from the autumn air. "Sshhh." He comforted her, rocking slightly, letting her hide hide her face in his neck…

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What if Cinderheart's leg never fully healed? (11/26/16)

Cats

Cinderpaw's expression dropped, ears flattening against her head looking upset, Jaypaw's curt words ringing in her ears. 'You aren't going to become a warrior Cinderpaw. Your leg isn't going to heal correctly.' After the first time she messed up her leg she had tried everything to not mess it up further. But when she failed her assessment due to tripping on a fallen log she knew she should've told Cloudtail about how badly it hurt all the time and her inability balance well on that leg.

It was dark now and She had a plan. Thunderclan already had two medicine cats, they didn't need another one and she didn't want to be stuck in the elders den for the rest of her life, unable to hunt and fight, so instead she decided she was going to run away, for a few days she'd been working on being able to walk on three legs with her injured one held higher than the other three. Getting to her paws she left the medicine den and crept up the second entrance, avoiding the main entrance not wanting to be found. She half fell half leaped down to the ground and rolled in some bracken and ferns and started on her way, limping heavily but determined not to stay and be a cripple for the rest of her life. She knew how to hunt, she'd have to modify it a little so she could actually do it without causing herself too much pain but if it kept her from ending up stuck in the elders den she'd do it. Briefly stopping at the border she drank in the scents of ThunderClan one last time before leaving the territories, her goal strong in her mind. 'I'm not being a cripple and I'm not being thrown into the elders den because of it.' She mind whirred on small ways she could possibly allow herself to do many things.

Cinderpelt watched with reluctance, she had wanted to be a warrior so badly this time, but if Cinderpaw was going to survive out there she'd need her knowledge for herbs.

"Cinderpaw's gone!" Leafpool yowled rushing out of the medicine cat den, tail fluffed worriedly, "She's not there!"

Hollypaw and Lionpaw scrambled out of their nests and hurried into the medicine cat den, sniffing for any trace of Cinderpaw. The clan searched for her until sun-high but found nothing, not a trace of Cinderpaw. Lionpaw sniffed the silver tabby's nest, hoping to find something there. Eventually Hollypaw joined him and the two apprentices who were close friends with Cinderpaw drank in the missing tabby's scent before leaving, being called by their mentors. 'Where'd you go Cinderpaw?' Hollypaw wondered, her heart weighed down by grief. 'Why'd you disappear?'

Moons went by and there was no trace of Cinderpaw except once, and only Lionpaw knew about it. He'd been hunting in the forest while Cloudtail was with Brightheart and Whitewing when he literally crashed into her. Cinderpaw had been chasing a mouse and skidded on the ground to avoid the border but accidently crossed it and Lionpaw crashed into her. Lionpaw instinctively fought her, believing she was a rogue until he noticed the distinct markings, coat color, and eyes. He froze staring at her in shock, she did the same to him, both just staring at each other. Cinderpaw had gotten bigger in her time away, filling out her almost fully grown size which wasn't too big but a decent size compared to Lionpaw's bulk. She looked decently fed maintaining a healthy look with her turquoise colored eyes shining and coat glimmering sleek and shiny.

Lionpaw was huge! Cinderpaw noticed blue eyes widening, indeed Lionpaw was a large tom, her ears would brush his cheek and no higher with broad shoulders, fluffy neck fur, glinting amber eyes, large paws with dark golden tabby markings and a tan underbelly and muzzle. "Cinderpaw?" Lionpaw asked with a low surprised whisper.
"Lionpaw?" She asked in the same tone, staring at him. She hadn't noticed how much of an attention magnet and handsome tom he'd been when she was with the clan but she definitely noticed now, long golden fur, broad muscular shoulders, tan colored nose, and darker markings and his tan underbelly. Lionpaw hadn't noticed how pretty she really was until she disappeared, sleek fur, gentle muzzle, black nose, and grey tabby markings. Cinderpaw purred happy to see him and friendly licked his ear, "It is you!" Lionpaw purred in return, glad to see his missing friend. Cinderpaw's back leg looked normal, she had it extended completely so her paw was touching the ground but was barely putting any weight on it, instead her weight was balanced on her right front leg and left back leg with the other from leg taking a small amount of her weight.

Hollypaw watched her brother get up and leave the den at night, he'd been doing the same thing for at least six moons and she had to stop him. Getting to her paws she followed him at long distance, keeping her paw steps light and silent. His scent swerved away from the Windclan border and she was surprised but also worried, she followed him to the border where there weren't any clans. She could hear meowing and pleased purring so she carefully looked at the scene through some branches and got a shock of her life. Lionpaw was playfully batting at the silver tabby she-cat's ears, jumping in circles around her and batting at her ears when he got close enough, the tabby followed his movements and batted at his ears when he got close enough, spinning in circles, her right back leg held off the ground so she did a sort of walking hop. Finally Lionpaw pounced on top of the tabby and purred, licking her face, muzzle, and ears. The other tabby purred as well, the purr a familiar pitch that Hollypaw recognized.
"Cinderpaw?" She asked slipping out of her cover. Both the tabby and Lionpaw froze the purring dying in their throats, Lionpaw quickly got off the she-cat and she rolled over and got to her paws looking at Hollypaw through dread filled unique turquoise colored eyes. "It is you! Oh Cinderpaw!" She rushed forward and friendly nuzzled her ear. Cinderpaw looked at Lionpaw who also looked worried. "Are you ok? You seem to be doing well, why didn't you tell me Lionpaw?" She asked whirling on her brother. Lionpaw briefly spooked before he spoke quietly,

"Because I wanted to have her to myself." He replied, amber eyes truthful and aimed down at his paws. Hollypaw sighed but told herself it was better than Heatherpaw.

A few moons passed of Lionpaw and Hollypaw visiting Cinderpaw who was pleased to see them both but had a larger reaction to seeing Lionpaw, purring and briefly touching noses before licking his ears and face. With Hollypaw she purred and friendly licked her friend's ears. Lionpaw and Hollypaw crept out to meeting Cinderpaw and didn't notice that Brambleclaw and a few other warriors were hiding, ready to follow them. They watched as Cinderpaw leapt down from a group of rocks and greeted Hollypaw before greeting Lionpaw, winding her thin body around his bulky one, doing the walking hop thing and rubbing her cheek against his and licking his face and ears.

Bramble claw lifted his tail to give a signal. They weren't on Thunderclan territory but they needed their apprentices to stop disappearing. Moments later he gave the signal and with a howl the warriors darted down into the gully. Cinderpaw's tail bushed out like a gorse and the tabby bolted, making giant leaps up rocks and disappearing into a crack in a rock wall. Lionpaw hissed, "Why're you here!" He was being pinned down while another warrior fished Cinderpaw from the crack, carrying the tabby back down into the gully by the scruff and tossing her to the ground where she grunted as she landed on her right back leg. She scrambled to her paws and hissed threateningly, her fur wet and clinging to her body, making her look small and weak, turquoise eyes wide and fearful.

"Who're you." Brambleclaw growled, "And why are our apprentices with you." Cinderpaw flattened her ears and hissed. She flinched as a warrior clawed her cheek, causing blood to spray onto the ground at the action. She huddled down to the ground, meek and frightened, blue eyes darting between each warrior.

"Get off me!" Lionpaw threw off the warrior holding him down and stood over Cinderpaw, "Leave her alone Brambleclaw, you've invading her territory and you ask who she is and why Hollypaw and I are with her? This is her territory, don't threaten her off it." Brambleclaw knocked his son aside and nudged the tabby to her paws.

"You're coming with us." Cinderpaw's ears flattened further and she hissed.
"You don't have any control-"

Bramble claw gave a signal and two of the four warriors with him fought her, two vs one. A few minutes later Cinderpaw was limping with the Thunderclan group, blinking blood from her eyes scratched and bloodied being escorted by the warriors with Lionpaw growling under her his breath. Before they reached the camp Lionpaw shoved one warrior out of the way and padded alongside Cinderpaw, licking the scratches above her eyes and letting her press against him, Cinderpaw was trembling in fear not making a single noise. They arrived into camp and yowled to wake up the clan. Cinderpaw pressed closer to Lionpaw, fearfully pressing her cheek against his neck as if he could hide her from view.

"What's going on here?" Firestar asked leaping down from his den.

"We found the cat who's responsible for our apprentices to disappear," Brambleclaw reported, tail twitching agitated.

Firestar looks at the she-cat who has her eyes squeezed shut and it pressed against Lionpaw in fear. Lionpaw nuzzled the top of her head, amber eyes worried and concerned. Firestar sighed, "There's no need to frighten her to death. Let her see Leafpool and Jaypaw before putting her in a secure area with a guard at all times." Cinderpaw reluctantly let Leafpool and Jaypaw treat her scratches but didn't allow them to touch her coat besides cleaning it to put the herbs on it. She huddled in the area she'd been given, curled into a tight ball on the sandy ground with her eyes squeezed shut and tail wrapped around her. Lionpaw hissed at the guard when he didn't allow him to pass and shouldered past before laying on the ground with her and starting to clean her pelt, helping her relax with a gentle purr rumbling through his throat. Hollypaw had to go hunting with Brackenfur and couldn't be there. The next time Firestar came over to talk to the tabby she was asleep, Lionpaw was on his side with her asleep sprawled, tucked into his underbelly, her head resting on one of his paws, his other paw was thrown over her shoulders. He was watching them and didn't look ashamed at all. He looked down at Cinderpaw and starting washing her ears with half closed amber eyes. Firestar gently prodded the tabby she-cat who quickly opened her eyes and looked up at him, fear sparkling in her eyes. "What's your name?"

"Um…" She looked at Lionpaw who nuzzled her ear in comfort and she reluctantly said her name. "My name is Cinderpaw." She then hid her face under Lionpaw's chin, afraid of being rejected. Firestar stared at the tabby in shock.

"Are you sure?"
"Yes." She moved back so Firestar could see her eyes which were glinting with truth. "If… You give me a few minutes I can have my pelt clean so you can see."

"Alright." Firestar settles back on his haunches and the she-cat got to her paws and started vigorously washing her pelt, Lionpaw sat up and helped out, revealing the bright silver gray color with markings all along her back, head, ears, face, and tail with a significantly lighter underbelly. Cinderpaw shook herself and the fur settled, her tail fluffy, turquoise eyes nervous, a small clump of fur sticking up between her ears.

"I am Cinderpaw," She meowed softly.

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Briarlight's Hopes, Dreams, and Opinions (11/20/16)

Cats

Briarlight watched the sun rise once again, from inside the medicine cat den in her nest. This was something Briarlight did every day, reassuring herself she was still alive and hadn't succumbed to sickness and joined star clan. 'Another day arrives.' She mused, watching the sky turn light pink, orange, and red. 'I remember when I used to walk down to the lake to watch the sunset reflected across the water, it was so pretty, and it probably still is.' She looked over at the kits scrambling out of the nursery and tumbling out of the den, followed by their mother Cinderheart with one of the kits dangling by the scruff in her jaws. 'I can't ever have kits with my injury… I don't want any kitten blood on my paws since I can't feel them coming.'

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Briarlight's Kits. (11/17/16)

(Completed, Look for Briarlight's Kit(s))

Cats

Briarlight's nose twitched uneasily and she settled in her nest her belly hidden under the dip in the moss she had created for that purpose, she knew the kits would be born soon but she couldn't have them in camp, with Jayfeather as the father and her unfeeling back legs it would be extremely difficult to have the kits at all, and with all the clan watching? That's completely horrifying. She waited for Jayfeather to fall asleep before slithering out of her nest and pulling the leaf wrap from under her nest before heaving herself up the alternate entrance to camp, disappearing into the forest the only sounds of her disappearance was the faint dragging sound of her back legs being dragged along the rough terrain. 'Close to camp but not too close, sheltered, warm, safe.' She mentally went over the things she needed as she looked for a place, her belly fur dragging on the ground with her back legs. She nosed around and found gave up, instead, digging out a small den and placing moss on the floor. Settling in the warm den she narrowed her eyes to slits as the first set of pain rippled through her belly gritting her teeth she muttered, "great star-clan do I feel bad for my mother."

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Jayfeather opened his eyes to the hunting grounds of star clan, there was a silver tabby sitting watching a puddle. "I have brought you here to see what's going on beneath your nose." The tabby beckoned him closer. Jayfeather looked down into the puddle, he saw a dark brown furred she-cat with lighter colored tabby markings, dysfunctional back legs and amber eyes dragging herself a little ways away from camp before digging out a den and disappearing inside. "That is your den-mate Briarlight. If you don't help her she will die like I did." The silver tabby murmured.

Jayfeather's mind clicked, "You're Silverstream aren't you?"

"Yes."

"But you died by giving birth to kits… Great Starclan!" Jayfeather jolted awake, his vision going black, jumping to his paws he scrambled out of his den, following Briarlight's faint scent trail. His fur bristled as he smelt blood along with the crippled she-cat's scent. He found the den after a lot of trial and error and managed to squeeze inside, "Briarlight?"

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Flick of A Switch (11/10/16) Updated: (3/21/17)

(If you're curious about this, go to Warriors HUman Short Stories and look at the Wilds chapters, that's this world)

Humans

Leon Bramble is a normal everyday teenager with a love for sports, Cynthia Lawson is a girl with a lot of strength and is Leon's best friend. But one day soon after they turn 16 like the flip of a switch a wild side of them they never knew is now aware.

Cynthia's blue eyes darkened to a darker blue, a drastic difference to the usually bright sapphire blue. She bit her lower lip and fiddled with her pencil, now wasn't the time for Cinder (the name of Cynthia's wild side) to emerge. Leon was busy with school work, she was tutoring him at the current moment, and with a test coming up tomorrow for both of them, they really didn't want their wild sides to keep them up any longer than they had to already. But it was hard fighting against it, which was proven a moment later when she dropped her head against her textbook on top of the table she was sitting at where Leon was sitting on the other side. "I hate being a wild." She mumbled to herself.

"What did you say Cyn?" Leon asked, looking up from his math work to blink and look confusedly at her, wondering why she had her head on the table.

"Nothing," Cynthia replied, keeping her head on the table, "Nothing at all."

"Come on Cyn, what's going on?" He asked, reaching forward to rub her back.

"Don't touch me," Cynthia stated sharply, making him pause as she lifted her head to look at him, her blue eyes a medium dark blue, a mix of sapphire and dark blue.

Leon breathed in sharply and retracted his arm, putting it on the table instead, his amber eyes widened a fraction. "What startled you?" He asked, knowing that her wild was triggered by sharp, strong, or sudden emotions.

"Nothing," Cynthia replied, putting her head back on the table. "I've been fighting it for three hours," She groaned, using her arms to hide her head and block the rest of the light.

"We can take a break," Leon suggested, "and get it out of your system." He put down his pencil on the table, looking at her with empathy.

"Can we afford it? You have a lot of work to do." Cynthia reasoned, her response muffled by her arms.

"I know I do, but I don't want you to be uncomfortable and unable to focus for the next two hours," Leon replied calmly.

"I'm fine, just keep working Leon."

"I don't think so." Leon said, reaching over and brushing his fingers through his friend's black hair, "I need your help on a lot of these and when you're like this, you're unable to focus."

Cynthia just gave a small pathetic whimper.

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Cynthia rolled her shoulders, incredibly stiff despite it being ten in the morning and over ten hours since her wild had emerged. "Ow," She muttered, lifting one hand to attempt to stop the throbbing pain as she put too much pressure on her muscles as she swung her backpack up onto one shoulder.

"Here," She head Leon say and the mentioned teenager brushed away her hand before gently massaging her shoulders for a moment. "Stiff?"

"What do you think?" Cynthia winced as he hit a particularly tense spot. "Being up all night with a mild wild interaction with your wild, isn't the best solution to not being stiff."

Leon chuckled, leaning forward and kissing her cheek. "I can't agree more, but at least it's fun."

"Eh..."

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