YEA IK I WAS SUPPOSED TO LEAVE BUT MY WARRIORS PHASE RANDOMLY CAME WHILE I WAS DOING MY EYELINER ND TOLD ME TO WRITE FANFICS AND GO BACK TO MY OLD OCS 

ILL LEAVE LATER BUT WATTPAD IS THE ONLY PLACE WHERE PPL FIND MY WARRIORS OCS INTERESTING SO MHM

MY BRAINS FORCING MY TO DO THIS AKSWN

anyways the main plot for the wandering river was simple, except some changed were added. 

 it was either hissheart or nightrose who was getting the phrophecies from starclan / dark forest . SPOILERS FOR MY SOTRY THATS NOT EVEN OUT YET either hissheart or nightrose is connecetd to poisionheart, but poisionheart wasnt even the villian. she was framed and all thanks to goldenwing she was banished from starclan. lionfoot knew what had actually happened, so before they banished her, he sent a kit merely close to poisionheart to save goldenwing from what she was going to do. After what happened, goldenwing took over starclan (idk how) but starclan technically became fucked up. Cats who deserved to go to starclan went to the darkforest for no reason, and cats who didnt deserve to go went to starclan. Starclan started changning the warrior code and sneding rogues to kill specifically meadowclan, so yuh . I js realized rn that poisionpelt was the one connected, hissheart and nightrose just die LMAO but then rn im remembering spacefur was the one who dreamed about the dark forest showing her the way to the stars, showing that they would die if they didn't leave the territory immediately so it was eitehr her or nightrose was getting the phrophecys . either way heres an exceprt from the 62 pages i have rn have  a look oh shit 

Halfheart looked back, her paws shaking with fear. She felt the ground shaking quickly and the screams echoed in her head continuously.

Her eyes catched a glimpse of a few meadowclan cats sprinting away from the fire, frightening from their fur. A few waterclan cats were caught following them.

Is this the fate Starclan has chosen for them? What had the clans done so horrendous to the point where their territory had been put to an end?

She glimpsed a few more times, hoping her clan would detect her scent and find her. But there was no one. "There has to be someone!" She muttered, her voice becoming more shakily by the second.

She sprinted her way to the burning trees, cackling ash covering her fur slowly. Her vision was getting worse by the second, but she had to find her clan. Flowerface and gingertail were probably searching for her by now, but nowhere in the stretched fire.

She coughed, the hissing fire was getting to her. It was a bit calmer, but it was still flickering with flames. Her paws were aching from walking, and sharp thorns had entered her paw, causing blood to be spilled on the ground.

She stopped in her tracks, and her eyes opened wide in horror. Minthearts bloody body, blood spilling from the hole in her ribs. She was on her last breath, and her skin was slashed open, her organs visible to the naked eye. Blood was leaking, and halfheart had realized she was stepping on it, her own friend's blood.

"Mintheart!" She shrieked, tears slowly falling from her golden hazel eyes. "How?..." she asked, breathing hard.

Mintheart glanced at her, and cracked a smile. "Halfheart! I'm so glad it's you to see before I go to starclan..." she purred, her tail barely twitching in excitement.

"No!... No mintheart, I'll stay with you. Then early in the morning we'll leave for mountainclan. Sugarwing can get you well and-"

"Don't worry about me. Acornfoot and moonheart await for me in starclan..." Mintheart whispered, putting her paw over her whiskers. She took one last fainting breath, and closed her eyes. "It's my time, halfheart."

Halfheart had realized what blossomfall told her the day before, how one wise, sweet, and calm life would be needed by the starclan to fulfill the stars of destiny, an important life for the 5th clan.

She sniffled, knowing Minthearts body was fully unconscious now. Her spirit had now been taken by starclan, and there she would be united with Moonheart and Acornfoot.

What hurt her even more was the fact she couldn't even give her a proper burial. Halfhearts paws were already aching, and burning from the walking, and she had lost a couple of teeth from biting crowhearts thick, retchied skin, the taste of blood still wondering in her mouth. And was faced to just leave Minthearts dead body rotting, forgotten.

THERES ALOT OF MISTAKES BUT JUST HANDLE TA ILL FIX TI WHEN I MAKE THE COVER

GIVE ME CIRITIMS PLEASE ABSAHS