Bluestar Warrior Cats Novels & Stories

show them what to expect. He gathered his warriors to make a circle around me so I could show them all how I was going to fight the cats. He explained to them what I told him but didn’t tell them I am a dragon. That was probably for the best for now and I was grateful. You never who could be a traitor within the pack. I already had my doubts about beta Ray and his loyalty to my mate. I didn’t want them to fear me. Selwyn walked over to me in the circle and kissed me and said,” Show us what you got my Rain.” I nodded my head and waited for him to back away from me. Electricity danced in sparks up my fingers and my eyes turned an electric shade of blue as I called the earth’s natural currents

the cat Beastman said and slowly explained what High and Unique Rankers were. “1 Star to 2 Star Warriors are called Scrubs while 3 Star and 4 Star warriors are referred to as Broilers. Starting from 5 Stars, Beastmen are sorted out a bit differently. 5 Star Beastmen are called High Stars while 6 Stars are referred to as Unique Stars. As for 7 Stars, they are called Crowns.”

Leno said pointedly. I fold my arms in front of me. “Anything else, Beta Leeeeeno,” I said, scoffing while dragging his name. He stepped forward, standing in front of me. “You know you are lucky it was me and not my mate,” he said, grinning menacingly. I visibly shudder. I am not a warrior. I barely went through the training to shift our first time. But Nora came from another pack. She is scary in combat. I gulped and nodded. “Good, you do have a guard outside. Just ask him what you need, and we will get it,” he said while he walked away, his back to me, waving his hand.

Taking a deep breath, Flamestrike took one step forward and decided to take a risk. Almost as if this was what StarClan had wanted, Flamestrike felt a chill sweep through him. His fur stood on end as he dropped down to the ground, and images flashed across his vision. Flamestrike was so startled by the visions that he suddenly stepped back, only to find himself staring at what looked like a white cat with strikingly dark blue eyes.

Over 200 million years of history unfurls before her eyes as she learned about the intricate hierarchy and the rich tapestry of their past. The next chapter of her discovery unveiled the resurgent werecats, a species once thought to be extinct. The enigmatic presence preserving their existence amidst the brink of oblivion was the revelation of Alpha King Blaze Neptune Hunter's transformation into a Tiger form in the fateful year of 1983. He stands as the solitary living werecat, holding the potential to safeguard their ancestral bloodline.

She was so smart and skilled that she twisted around and slashed them fiercely with her two swords, her hair danced and flapped in the air according to her movements and the Gars followed her like a Missile. Lord!! Six of them were after her and I was thrown upwards in the air from my distractions, earning a great scratch from its sharp fangs. Fuck!! It hovered over me and I almost surrendered but this creature darted its gaze and leaped forward, jumping away and going over to meet Tahira. I turned sharply to the scent and I cursed. "What's going on?" Blue spat out in fear as he stared at the animals leaving them alone and going over to meet Tahira who kept taking them deeper in the forest.

They had fearless warriors and skilled wolves that were always ready to stake their lives for the pack and one of them was the beautiful young grey wolf with dark blue eyes named Althea. Althea was known throughout the kingdom as one of the fiercest werewolf warriors. She was fearless in battle, and her fighting skills were unmatched by any other warrior. She also had an unwavering loyalty to her pack. She had fought in many battles and had never once faltered in her duty to protect her pack and her Alpha. She was also known for her beauty, with her long, flowing hair and piercing blue eyes that seemed to glow in the moonlight. What made Althea truly special was her unwavering bravery in the

He cries out as Rebel’s aura crushes down on him. She bends down and tells the warrior, “Grab what’s left of your warriors and return to your pack. You tell your worthless and pathetic excuse of an Alpha, not to cross me. I’m not someone you want to piss off. Consider this my mercy that I allowed you to leave alive and your heads intact.” I growled, “If you dare come here again, consider us granting your death wish. No one on my watch will let you leave alive.” I stand and make it very clear to the rest of the Blue Moon warriors and where ever their pathetic Beta is, “My Luna and I are showing mercy ONCE. Next time you all will die. Now leave, and do not come back.”

“West Fang and Starfire packs.” I smiled at that. “Seems you see some reasoning?” he asked. The audacity of this man! West Fang was a pack that were filled with warriors, and they made the best weapons. Starfire, on the other hand, is a mine pack. The resources gotten from there are used to boost our wealth. “Isn’t that exploitation, Hansel?” I asked. “Add some respect to my name,” he said with gritted teeth. “It isn’t. This is a fair trade.”

Azami’s expression was unamused, but she gave a short, high-pitched whistle, and the remaining sounds of battle stopped. Slowly, I lowered my dagger from underneath her chin, stepping back cautiously. “There,” Azami said, once I was out of dagger-range. “Are you satisfied?” I cautiously turned away from her to examine the situation. True to her word, the werecats had stopped attacking and were instead licking their wounds or prowling back and forth, eyeing me. Killian still stood in front of the rest of the warriors, his gaze wary. He met my eye and gave me a small nod to reassure me that things were under control.