Hello few followers of mine, or people who haven't followed and are just reading! Some of you used to know me as an account titled DarkForest. It was an account for fanfictions of a series called Warriors by Erin Hunter. Eventually, I did stop production of every story after I lost motivation for them.

I wanted to announce that, yes, I am restarting (for the third time, hooray!) my biggest and my favorite fan fiction series that I didn't get far into; DarkClan's Claws. DarkClan's Claws was about, just like in canon WC, a kittypet who came across wild cats and joined their Clan. However, she wasn't an ordinary kittypet, as she did not lack battle skills. She easily won a test of loyalty and was given her name, Violetpaw. I'm pretty sure that's about where I stopped.

Recently, I grew sick of the storyline and wanted a change. I have much more experience writing now than I did when I was literally nine or ten years old. So, as probably any writer would, I decided to remake it entirely. After finishing most character and story designs and solving some plotholes, I'm proud to present The Lost Feather of FallenClan!

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"She's over here somewhere," a low voice snarled. Five dark silhouettes painted the starless night with movement.

A new voice, a tiny she-cat, piped up. Her voice was shrill and squeaky, as if displaying her worry.

"But what if we don't find her?"

"I'm sure we will," the first cat quickly replied, "and if not, we'll try again at sunrise!"

The small she's silhouette lowered its head. "Sure, o-okay."

The five continued on. They traveled through the brush and half-dead shrubs, golden and auburn leaves crumbling beneath their paws. Suddenly, a gasp emitted from one of the cats in the back.

"Hey, what's wrong?" A big tom turned to face the astonished she-cat. All he saw was a scarlet feather, but the smaller cat's expression said different.

"...A.. It's a.. sign..." She muttered quietly, "..FallenClan is.. is in danger."

im gonna

start making the designs soon

because im gonna rewrite that one thing that I wrote uh

I think it was called darkclans claws or something idk

yeah

Also, I might make a discord server to post the designs in so lmk if youre interested

My family knew I loved to write, so, my brother offered a website I could use. He said it was called "Prose," so, I decided to try it out.

That's right, I actually joined Prose at 9 years old. It went downhill from here, but after long-ass breaks, I feel comfortable here again. It's real peaceful, scrolling through stories, everyone writes so beautifully. I love to just scroll, read, listen to music.. relax.

Relax, that's the right word. Prose is my spot for relaxing, even if it seems I'm never active.

Yep, I'm back. Again, I keep leaving LMAOSEKNJEFKJ

aAnyways, I looked back at my older posts.. and I said to myself, "Man,,,, I really hate this account lol"

So I wanna repurpose it !! I wanna write! Should I rewrite an old trashy story of mine that. never finished because it was so bad??

dababa had just returned to town, excited to see finn. it was the first place he would go, dababa decided. so, as soon as he arrived at the train station, he wasted no time, got to his own house, put down all of his stuff, and drove over to finns house. he excitedly knocked on his door, holding flowers for finn. after about 15 seconds, there was no answer, so he knocked again.

“coming!” yelled an unfamiliar voice. did dababa have the wrong house? he would wait and see. the door opened, and revealed lilhuddy. finn stood with him, looking at lilhuddy as if he was the only person he had ever loved. dababa gasped.

“finn..who is this?” he frowned. finn looked down in shock at dababa.

“DABABA?! I-I-I thought- I THOUGHT YOU LEFT!” he shrieked.

”...I came back for you.” he said sadly. “it seems you’ve found another man, though..”

he crumbled the flowers, and walked home. seeing finn with someone else made his heart break into a million pieces.

dababa cried and shut himself in his room. his neighbors had started to suspect he had died, but noone dare to check. dababa never even unpacked. his lights stayed turned off, and he constantly thought about ways to get rid of lilhuddy. until one day, finn came to dababas door, sniffing. dababa stared, surprised finn had come to see him.

“oh..hi finn.” he said, looking away dramatically. finn wrapped his arms around dababa, crying.

“im sorry, dababa! but..lilhuddy is just..so amazing..im sorry for doing this to you..” he sulked. dababa clenched his fists.

“lilhuddy is NOT BETTER THAN ME! how could you say such a thing?!” he pushed finn away, slamming the door closed. so finn walked home, sulking about how much he would regret his decision of leaving dababa. dababa was outraged. he had to get rid of lilhuddy. he started making elaborate plans, sketching out ideas and even more. once he was confident with his final plan, lilhuddy would be gone forever.

and he would make sure of it.

dababa tapped the buttons, dialing the number finn had given him from the first time they met lilhuddy. he listened to the rings until lilhuddy answered.

"hello? dababa?" lilhuddy murmured.

"hey lilhuddy!" dababa answered cheerfully. "I was wondering if youd like to join me on a roadtrip!"

"will... will finn be coming?" lilhuddy responded softly.

"only if he agrees to come!"

but which finn didnt want to go. he was worried hed just upset dababa more, but it only helped dababa's cause that he didn't come.

"dababa, where are we going...?" lilhuddy groaned, sitting up. but dababa didnt respond. lilhuddy reached forward, but dababa gripped the wheel harder and turned it as harshly as he could. lilhuddy let out a screech as he grabbed at the window for support. he clenched his fists, slamming them into the glass so he could at least try to make an escape. but the van was already slamming into the rocks and boulders, off the concrete, through the metal fence.

the two met the water and dababa carried lilhuddy out of the car. he reached the surface and gasped for air, cuts on his face. he used lilhuddys back to climb onto land and he began his long journey on foot.

but lilhuddy stared on, heaving himself out of the water. he watched dababa go.

"finn will know everything."

I feel Him rest his claws on my back. I look up at Him with a smile, his long fingers running to my for a side hug. He wasn’t the talkative kind, He only spoke through body language. He always came to my backup when people said I was crazy, although, nobody else but me could see Him. We had different diets, but that didn’t differ us. As a kid I made drawings of Him and me together. I remembered all of that. Now I sit in a room, watching the stars shimmer outside the window. I gaze up at Him, his smile forgiving.

The lights began to dim as I flipped the switch. I stood still in the center of the carpet, which was as old as me. I blared music, the lyrics repeating harshly in my head. I raised my hands, gaze cold, thinking about how I'd been told I was the favorite. I thought about my parents arguing with my brother, and how he had so much built up stress. I remembered the several fights and drama in my friend group. I thought to myself a thought I'd never thought before, as I loved my friends dearest. Screw them, I don't need Finn, or Arlo, I don't need Cypher right now. I wanted the friends I was ripped away from by the people who said I was their favorite. I stood in the center, still, as I gazed up. My eyes slowly closed as I let my hands fall and told myself to rest. I climbed into bed, but I couldn't lay. I smiled as I stood over my bed, on all fours, waiting as I told myself the person that helped would be here soon.

i dont know how to vent without

sounding like im

seeking attention

when all im seeking is

hope

humanity

faith

love

and to see them again

to the 92 followers who changed my life on twitter,

thank you.

i'm alive because of you.

i smile because of you.

you don't know how much i care.

i just wish

i just wish i could have said goodbye,