FINALLY! This took SO. LONG! But I finally got it, so BE HAPPY! ANYWAYS...
1-Warriors on Willow Way
2- Lone Warrior
3- Into The Darkness
4- Lightning Flash
5- Blue Lagoon
6- Heart of Willows
7- Broken
8- Shadow Hunters
9- Mysteries Awakening
10- The Final Path
As you can see, I added a few. You know, four of them weren't originally planned, so... Just go along with it!
Super Editions-Willow's Storm Arising
-Seed Droplets
-Winding Roads
-Divided
Warriors in a stormy ally... Snowcrystal of Thunderclan: 2p.
Kin of a Willow: Seed of a Willow: History of the Willow: A Willow's Storm... Nightfeather of ThunderClan: 5p. (a few for History of the Willow, because that's what one of them basically is)
Warriors on willow way: willow road: a mysterious clan: Broken hearts... Unicorn brownies: 5p.
Looks like Nightfeather and Unicorn are tied! Okay, the final competition will be agreed by the two of you guys! Private message and agree on one, and I'll ask you the to do the challenge! Whoever wins gets the prize I named last time. Whatever you want that I can provide! It can be a spoiler, you getting to decide the next plot despite whatever I have planned, or even you writing the next chapter! It goes onto etc! Now for the chapter!
Amber P.O.V.
Dead. He's dead. When I buried him, my heart cried out in unspeakable pain. My brother, who's been with me his whole life... Gone.
Rex P.O.V.
So I guess this is it. My final breath. It was a good life. I'm glad my sister gave me a final resting place. I suppose I'll be here fora very long time... Goodbye, sister. I'll always love you. Never forget. See you in the afterlife.
Tinker P.O.V.
"Flitting Storm?" Tinker asked in disbelief. "Foxes can talk?"
"Yes," replied Adam, a young, large, handsome dark cream tom with brown ears and a white-tipped tail, grey specks and black patches. His deep amber eyes stared into Tinker's. "This one can, at least."
A glossy light silver she-cat with small cream paws and a black-tipped tail and pretty dark blue eyes was next to him. Mirror. Their kits (Sky: Blue-grey tom with black stripes and brown ears, sharp amber eyes, Jess: Pretty dark cream she-cat with dark chocolate-brown ears and forepaws, black-tipped tail and muzzle, amber eyes, and Murre: Black tom with two vertical white streaks on each side of his muzzle, grey eyes and light silver underparts, black-tipped tail) were chatting with Ballas, who alone wasn't much of a socializer.
Willow weaved her way through to Tinker. He looked at his mate.
"Yes?"
"Who is this?"
"Oh, this is Adam, Mirror, Sky, Jess, Murre, and Flitting Storm."
Willow glared at the strangers. "Go away."
Everyone stared in surprise except the kits, who were still talking. Adam flicked his tail, Mirror and Flitting Storm following him away.
Willow bent down to the kits. "Stay away from my son," she hissed to them. "Follow your parents and that fox. And never come back."
The frightened kits scurried after the others, and Willow gave a satisfied smile.
Ballas sobbed. "I had friends! And you took that away from me!"
Willow met his gaze steadily. "It's for your own good."
"I hate you!" Ballas ran away. "SERI, COME ON!" his voice screeched. "WE'RE GOING TO THE CLANS!"
