Stories
My first story is Rising Sky: Book 1: The Four of the Sky. I would be very grateful if you could check it out and review!
Summary: Born to half-clan parents, four kits have the blood of all four Clans within them. They are destined to save the Clans. But for the Clans to be saved, there must be a fifth...

I also adopted We are Golden from Storm-Eyes-Osprey (thanks so much!), and I'll be switching between writing from one story to the other. Please read and review this one too!
Summary: When a new prophecy is foretold to ThunderClan's medicine cat, for once, the message is clear: a golden cat will save the Clan. There is only one problem. There are two golden cats in the Clan. Not too bad? It is when they're sisters.

One-shots
A New Star in StarClan.
Summary: We all know how Honeyfern died, bitten by a snake. But what was she really thinking? How did she feel? And what happened to her after her death but before StarClan?

After Firestar's Death: Bramblestar
Summary: What happened when the great ThunderClan leader died? First, Brambleclaw needed to receive his nine lives. But who gave them to him and with which gifts? One-shot.

Leaving You Behind
Summary: A short poem on Mousewhisker's feelings for Hollyleaf.

I have also decided to give y'all a handy guide to the Clans, entitled (ever so originally) A Guide to the Clans.

And my first Harry Potter one-shot, celebrating Fred and George's (or Gred and Forge's) birthday, named Confiscated and Highly Dangerous.
Summary: Well... when we were in our first year, Harry - young, carefree and innocent -" One shot, set two years before Harry, Ron and Hermione go to Hogwarts. April Fool's gift.

Today, we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.

He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as: Knowing when to come in out of the rain; why the early bird gets the worm; Life isn't always fair; and maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies such as don't spend more than you can earn, and reliable strategies like adults, not children, are in charge. His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6 year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate, teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch, and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer Neosporin, sun lotion, or a band-aid to a student, but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband, places of worship became places of business, and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home without having to worry about the burglar sueing you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded $3,000,000 when she sued the McDonalds that had given her the coffee.

Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 3 stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, Someone Else Is To Blame, and I'm A Victim. Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.

Random Stuff

"I know water doesn't bite! What a stupid thing to say! Water doesn't have to bite you! You drown in it you moron!"
WARNING: Do NOT walk in my footsteps... I tend to walk into walls, and off the occasional cliff.
Everyone has a photographic memory. Some just don't have film.
They say "Guns don't kill people, people kill people." Well, I think the guns help. If you stood there and yelled BANG, I don't think you'd kill too many people.
I am nobody. Nobody is perfect. Therefore, I am perfect.
If you can't convince them, confuse them.
What happens if you get scared half to death... twice?
If electricity is made up of electrons, is morality made up of morons?