Apprentices Warrior Cats Novels & Stories

Little Minerva glanced towards Kate. Kate moved towards her and sat before her on her knees, “Yes sweetheart. I am.” “So that makes you my Luna?” She asked innocently. “No sweetheart. That makes me your friend.” “Would you teach me how to make Vanilla Shampoo?” “Aunt Hazel is an expert on shampoos. Let’s leave this skill for her. But I can teach you something else.” “And what’s that?” “I will teach you to become a warrior, I guess!” Damian lifted Minerva and helped Kate to stand up.

The fall of the Winter Moon pack angered Agnar and that's when he began making moves to take the throne. He now was Alpha to the largest known pack. He began taking in warriors from the packs that did not have Alpha’s any longer. He ensured they pledged loyalty and if there was the slightest bit of questioning it he killed them. There was no room in this world for weakness and uncertainty. He wandered over the river bank, he had always found water relaxing and calming. He found himself staring down into watching the rapid current make small waves over the river rocks. Soon hopefully all this will be over. Alpha Derek was the only real threat these days. He had sent scouts to see if it was D

A rush of disbelief and awe crashed through me. “These old, withered bones are not keeping up as they used to. Taking you to the summit will let the world know that witches will not weaken, even if I am not as strong as I once was. It is time to show them my beautiful granddaughter, my heir, my apprentice.” Her eyes gleamed like iron under firelight. “You will soon become the High Witch. And now, Hana, is the time to start building allies. As I fear…” Her voice lowered, almost to a whisper. “War is upon us.”

In any case, he couldn't hunt them because they were five and a half feet tall- only skilled warriors like Randal could take one down. He noticed that he had already eaten three apples, and decided he was full. Just as he was about to leave, three tall strong men entered the kitchen. They were all dressed in fur capes, with bows and armor hanging from their shoulders, and their boots made loud noises when they entered. One of them barked something to the head cook who nodded and walked away. "The Xiath is asking us to separate some meat for a group he is going to take into the forest, he likes to make them train there," Cealy said as she was getting up.

The town of Limerick was small and I ported us right to the front gate leading to the Elder hall. The two warriors standing guard gaped open mouthed at us as we suddenly just appeared in front of them. “Alpha Damon Woods, Enforcer pack,” Damon announced himself, “Enforcer Griffin Woods and Enforcer Jett McDaniels.” “Who is your feline companion?” the second warrior asked as he eyed Kane. “This is my pet jag, he chews the couch whenever I leave him home alone,” I said and Kane glared at me.

~~~ ~Callum's POV~ I lay in my bed, and heavy pants fell from my lips. The work of training the warriors for battle has made me an exhausted man. The warriors we had available were trained harder than every other warrior we've had in the history of the Moon Crescent pack. —there, we have to pay for losing good men in battle. I continued laying on the bed, about to drift off into a beautiful sleep w, when the door to my bedroom cracked open, and the woman who had made herself known to me, and a sigh left my lips.

“Very few injuries on our side, nothing serious. We’re working on patching over the other chapters. Two left.” “Patching over?” Laura murmured, “What’s that mean?” I pushed off the counter and moved to stand behind her, my hands resting on her shoulders. She leaned back into me instinctively, and I felt that ache in my chest again. “Means we’re absorbing them,” I explained, my voice low. “Their chapters, their members, their territory. They either join the Warriors or they’re out of the game entirely.” She tilted her head, looking up at me with those big blue eyes. I always felt like they could see straight through me. “And if they don’t want to join?”

I had rescued them, nurtured them back to health, and saved their lives. They stored energy ceaselessly, slept endlessly, and evolved further in the harsh environment, producing an even stronger offspring. They restrained their abilities so well that everyone assumed they were ordinary house cats. Until… the apocalypse returned. Their powers reactivated. The familiar game had begun. No sooner had I absorbed the story than a commotion erupted outside. "Where are the cats? Hand over the cats!" The landlord and several residents stood outside, three enormous crocodiles slithering at their feet.

They said they had met demons and terrifying beasts in Death Valley. Lily looked over at Venn, somewhat suspiciously, and asked, "Did the prince really tell you that?" "Really, Lily." “Do you know what that place is like?” Venn shook his head and replied, "Death Valley is a place for wolf warriors to practice their fighting skills."

It was insane. What was more gobsmacking than their sheer size and build was their battle skill. These men crafted the word perfection. Their movements were fluid, and every strike was masterfully landed. Their warriors were inspiring; I had never seen warriors train like these before. What was more impressive was that the pups trained them. Well, not all pups. Older teens and young adults. These weren’t seasoned veterans leading the training; it was young warriors. That was beyond words; impressive.