All The Warrior Cats Names の小説・ストーリー

Immediately Aren left to the pack house to where the lack warriors where training. He picked the strongest among them , whise name are called Devan, Stou, Dave, Kachi, and lastly Mike . After relaying the information the alpha had given him to them, they gathered together and left for the healers house. Looking from the window in his office, Dwanye saw Aren and the other remaining warriors leaving. He went back to his desk , expecting a feedback from them. On getting to the healer house, Aren knocked on the door. Nobody answered.

I speak up, “Yeah, Kaia’s codename is Canary and Sinclair’s codename is Sin, short for her actual name.” “Oh.” Adrian said quietly. I don’t know what that is about, but I brush it off, because it’s time to start the ceremony. I mind link all warriors to come to the training facility and all ranked members need to report as well. Which earned a reply from my mother saying to watch my tone. I chuckled and waited as everyone started filing in. After a little bit I see Mom, Dad and Thalia all walking down the middle and onto the stage. I smile at her and take her hand to join me. My folks are standing behind me, and I make a small speech to the warriors.

A look of shame came across the faces of the warriors and the one who had spoken for them looked at me with regret in his eyes “Please forgive us, commander, we did not recognize you.” “Mason,” I greet the werecat who was one our best warriors back in MacTire. “It is good to see you, I did not realize you were still here with Tawny?” “I requested to stay with her, sir.” He said giving me a short bow. “Who are your friends?” He questions lifting a dark brow.

His tiger eyes landed at me, looking at me for a second too long before he said, “My name is Azrael. I am the Alpha of the Moon Goddess White Moon’s warriors.”

I guess this little enigma is not who Alpha Zane was referring to when he said one of his best warriors would be training us. “What the fuck did we just watch?” My head warrior asks. His dark eyes are flashing with anger as he stalks over to Greg and gets in his face. “You come here to our pack,” he flings his arms out wide, “and pull this shit. There is no way that that tiny little bitch could have handled herself against all of us, so what the hell is going on?” Greg is unphased even though he is having to look up into the eyes of my warrior who has a good two inches on him and just as bulky as he is. “What’s your name?” he asks. My warrior seethes, and bites out, “Ray, what’s it to you?”

he lifts his head, now I at least have his attention. "Blaze. Saber. Rex. Raven. Gunner. Shadow. Mocha. Kong. Ammo. Butch. Coyote. Deadpool. Dynamo. Snowball. Tiger. Oh, Cobra, then you and Python can be matching," I laugh to myself, but the wolf doesn't look impressed. Python as well. "Oh come on. Please get me something to work with," my throat is becoming dry saying all the names. "So far, the only response I got out of you was Alpha. What has that got to do with anything? 'Cause you don't understand English," it feels like I'm going to cry. This wolf is not satisfied with anything.

She asked loudly, waiting for him specifically to answer. War sighed, hating how all of this was turning out. His wolf just wanted to grab their mate and go but unfortunately, it was just not that easy. Not to mention she was upset. "Pomelia is my mate...my name is War from Bane pack," he explained to her, knowing he should just get that out of the way immediately. Bane pack was infamous...not a place where anyone wanted to brag about, at least not in such a holy place.

Followed by a Gamma, whose main function is to protect her. Then follows Mathew, yeah, the name appears in her mind because he is currently holding that title (the head of the warriors) and because she is so proud of him. Next follows the warriors and then the Elders, then the Omegas and, finally, at the bottom of the ranks in the werewolf world, are the Rogues.

She gave him one look, and then her eyes fell back on me. "First, I would like to tell you a story. It is about a warrior named Catalyn, the blessed. She was a blessing from the moon goddess herself; she was best at every single thing she did. The moon itself smiled at her, but there came a dreadful day. The Lycans attacked her pack while she was away hunting and slaughtered every one of her pack members, they were only a pack of fifty. She returned back to see what had befallen her people, the people she loved and could give her life for.

“Because from this day forward, they’ll see you as what you are.” “What’s that?” “My Luna. Their Luna.” I hesitated, then smiled against his shirt. “Then you better start preparing them. Because I’m not exactly the soft, smiling kind of leader.” He pulled back just enough to tilt my chin up. “Good. Because I didn’t fall in love with soft and smiling. I fell in love with a warrior.” “A blind warrior.” “A warrior who sees more than anyone else.” I bit my lip. “You’re going to make me cry.”