Good Names For Warrior Cats Novels & Stories

Aefstine doesn’t know if he can be a good parent, or a good Dalli, but with Randal’s affection, Syteiner’s guidance, as well as everyone’s help, maybe, the future’s not that bad after all. "What will they name him?" "They were named after the Wolf Gods. Arnoux, Randal, and now, Alarick." "Alarick," Aefstine smiled, and it was hard to smile when you were trying to hold tears back... “Wolf ruler." "Good, good, you are learning."

Here are some names of the characters in this, what they mean and their origins. Catori- Means spirit Calian- Means warrior of life Kateri- Is a beautiful Mohawk version of Catherine Winona- Means first daughter Halona- Means happy fortune Kai- Means willow tree Istas- Means “snow” for a winter baby. Nuka- Means little brother Meztli- Means moon And these are all Native American names. ********* Lucian-Means light

Me, Liam and Oliver We went to the same kinder garden, and same school and college, we have been together for a long time and our bond is not something others can break just like that. Alpha Liam and his pack are good with fighting, Alpha Oliver and his werecat pack are good with strategies. I look after the ruling and handling the council. And when we are at war both of their packs play a major role, Werecats plan the war strategy and my pack warriors and black panthers fight the war. All our three packs have a perfect harmony existing together as each other’s supporting system and backbones.

"This time I am choosing his name, he is to be called Charlie of the North. Your father will be proud of him when he grows up for he will inherit his strength and power as an Alpha of the cold mountain pack." My mouth open to say something but no words had come out of them. Aunt Ayah looks at me with a sympathy in her eyes so I gaze away. I don't want to be called a jealous sister, if that is what my mother thinks then let it be. However, if I am to be given a chance that I could lead this pack too then I will. I must join the higher rank warriors and prove how stronger I become. "So, what do you think Nelika?" I look at my mother and hide whatever feeling of envy I have for my baby brother.

“You took out the Ninja? Damn dudette, mad props to you.” “Thanks . . . ” “Anyway, word is these cats call themselves the Marching Tides. I guess they see themselves as marching to turn the tides against T.H.E.M.” I may hate the bastards with every fiber of my being, but I must concede that ‘Marching Tides’ is definitely a cooler name than ‘Nick’s Minions’ as Jason and I have been referring to them up until now. “Well, they’ve pretty successfully dismantled T.H.E.M.’s operations,” I say, “so is it Mission: Accomplished for them?”

“One day, I'm going to convince you to retire that nickname.” I smiled sweetly. “Not a chance.” Even Nyx purred. “I like this name too.” Osiris huffed, but stepped away to give me space. Then I turned toward the unconscious warrior and carefully placed my fingertips against his injured shoulder. Nyx’s eyes shined crimson. “Are you ready, Kate?”

Someone sang off-key near the barrels. I wove through the crowd, looking for Harrison. Instead, I caught scraps of conversation from a group of warriors. "—took down three rogues before the rest of us even shifted." "The new strongest female warrior. I'm telling you, she's something else." I slowed my steps. The strongest female warrior had always been Valeria — Alpha of the Crimson Fang Pack. They called her The Selene-Blade. People said the Moon Goddess herself had blessed her, and she fought in a terrifying mask — all you could see were her red eyes, glowing. No one had ever beaten her.

One man stood up, “We were always simply known as ‘The Rogues,’ so I guess we need to first name our pack, then merge the names?” The room was still, everyone waiting. One warrior finally rose, his voice steady. “We were always just called the Rogues,” he said. “But we’re not rogues anymore. We fight with honor now. We’ve all got Venom blood in us—our power, our bond—and our Alpha was born to us under the stars at midnight. Maybe that’s what we are now. ‘Midnight Venom Pack.” Murmurs rippled through the council room, the name rolling off tongues like thunder in the distance. Blaise’s golden eyes glowed bright with approval flashing behind them.