Novel & Cerita Calico Warrior Cats

Three part-time jobs a day, sixteen-hour shifts, nonstop. Word spread among my coursemates: Scarlett had gone mad, struck by a disease that would kill her if she were without cats. I didn't care. All I wanted was to protect my two precious cats. Over time, I grew accustomed to this punishing lifestyle. Then, Luna became pregnant—and gave birth to a little snow-white bundle. I named the kitten Snowy. The true little demon had arrived. … I had never seen a cat so white. So pure that even snow seemed dull in comparison.

(Zorya) Caliath's luxurious room was nothing but a reminder of painful memories. The table where he had tainted me sat there like an ugly reminder. I couldn't help but stare and remember that night. There was something twisted about Caliath; I remembered something like a green tail coiling around me, binding me. Werewolves didn't have green tails, nor did they have the slits in their eyes Caliath and Canara had. What were they? Apart from being werewolves.

have found me so fast. She shoved the thought down. Hard. Across the yard, Jasmine and Kika were locked in a brutal spar. Jasmine—wild cat number 89—was dominating, landing elbow strikes and knee drives that had Kika (101) staggering. Serial stood at the edge of the mat, arms crossed, shouting critiques. “Too slow, 101! You fight like you’re scared of pain—newsflash, it’s coming anyway!” Jasmine swept Kika’s legs; Kika hit the mat hard. Serial barked a laugh. Then her gaze shifted. Landed on Riley. A slow, predatory smile curled her lips. “Oh look who we have here,” Serial called, loud enough to draw eyes from every corner of the yard. “The runaway wild cat. Quite surprising how out of the

I didn’t move a muscle as I looked from her to the big cat. I had met him earlier in the week and learned that he wasn’t like the other War cats. In fact, he didn’t have a handler, as he refused to submit to anyone but my father. That’s why he was made a War Cat of the castle, as he was very good at recognizing who was welcomed and who needed to be watched. That’s how Lucinda explained him to me before telling me his name.

She laughed as my surprised expression, and I nodded eagerly, going over to sit beside her by the bed when she began narrating her story. Niana explained that her kind had a deep connection to their feline nature, with their agility, independence, and a strong sense of family bonds. She shared stories of her family's history and the different werecat clans that roamed the world. I listened with fascination, eager to broaden my horizons beyond the world of wolves that I had always known.

As always, Carlo completely ignored her presence and appeared completely oblivious to her existence. Carlo moves forward to the area for the upcoming training session. Two female warriors chuckle and smirk as he removes his shirt. Morea couldn't help but envious and bit her lips as she watched, but she knew there was nothing she could do about it. I'm glad I just placed Catrina far enough away so she didn't have to hear all of this shit. ~Flashback off~

I used to get a few updates about him from Ren and Rachel, but even they didn't hear much from him, except that he got a new Beta now. I kept myself occupied with the new trainer. While Madison was mean and relentless, Zoey was friendly but far more brutal. With platinum blonde hair and ocean blue eyes, she belonged to the White Warrior clan, a clan that doesn't have the mate concept. Their bloodline was notorious for the ruthless killers they were, not belonging to a pack or territory. Their wolves were as big as any Alpha's wolf.

One for men and one for women. The woman's curtains moved first as a large sleek panther stepped out. Its fur was a dark coffee brown color that was a few shades darker than Calix. The bright amber eyes dancing as Calix launched himself at the lean creature, hugging one of its legs. She was as tall as she was in human form, making her just a few inches bigger than me if you didn’t count her ears.

I don’t miss as Kyria’s face pales and a small wave of fear comes off of her at the mention of the two Beta warriors of their Pride, however, I will have to address that a little later as I ask my next question. “Why the need for dominant female warriors? From my understanding, all female WereCats are extremely good fighters no matter what their rank.”

“If you say so.” “Yes. It’s final. I’m taking him with me after my shift.” I put him back inside. “Later, baby boy.” The majority of our clients had cats. I’d always been a dog lover, but after a week of working here, I learned to love domestic cats and fell in love with them. I put on my bite-proof gloves and started working when the cutest calico kitten was brought by his owner. “Aw. What happened to you?” “He’s here for vaccination,” Lorenzo said.