Good Warrior Cats Names 소설 & 이야기

“I think Troi is pretty. I like watching her.” “Aren’t you afraid of her monster?” I asked, using the word that the pack members had been using. The child shook her head. “No. She’s not a monster. She saved Lucy and my grandma. I love her.” I grinned. “I wish everyone thought how you did.” I paused. Her suggestion was a really good one. “What would you name her big cat?” I asked, curious. “Tyra,” she said promptly. “It means Thunder Warrior. I learned about it in school. We did Norse Mythology and Tyra was a warrior for Thor. Thor’s my favorite Marvel character.” This was well thought out.

I sighed and turned away from them. "They named him Gedeon." (G-de-in) I looked over at her. She still spun the apple in her hands till we passed the giraffes and one of them happily took it from her. Wrapping its long bluish tongue around her hand. "What does that mean?" I muttered while we walked downstairs. Brett and his gaggle worked on the girls' breakfast. "Destroyer." She whispered with a roll of her eyes. Tsk. What is with these people and naming these wolves after horrible things? Tormentor and now Destroyer? Hell, the tiger's name is Cuddles! I disliked that.

He thought long and hard about it, and finally, he chose his three best warriors: Beta Jong, Gamma Arnold, and Delta Wilfie. Jong was the strongest warrior in the clan. He had a muscular build and a fierce determination in his eyes. Arnold was the fastest warrior in the clan. He could move with the speed of lightning, and he was always one step ahead of his opponents. Wilfie was the most skilled warrior in the clan. She was a master of all forms of combat, and she had a never-say-die attitude. The other clan leaders also chose their best warriors. The stage was set for the greatest werewolf battle competition in history.

I tell him with all seriousness. I change and get outside to start working on the build and find that many of the warriors are there waiting for me and ready to help. I stand there confused, “What is going on?” I look at Austin. “Food is a great motivator, Luna.” One of the warriors said. “Alpha keeps talking about the pork shoulder sandwich you gave him and said you have skills.” He added. “What’s your name warrior?” I ask “David, Luna.” He replied, "The other four with us are Michael, Leo, Derick and Thomas.” He added.

Traitor. His hand hovered over the edge of the box, fingers outstretched as he gave her a chance to object. When she didn’t, he gently brushed his fingertips over her head, then down her back in a soothing stroke. His voice dropped to a low murmur as he greeted each of the kittens, naming them like he was checking attendance. “Mochi,” he whispered with a soft touch to the sleek black one. “Nova,” he added as the orange tiger rolled over with a squeak.

I would rather be called an Alpha if Dominic and I end up mated in the future—that’s if the Moon Goddess pairs us as each other’s second chance. For the next hour, the two of us enjoy the silence the office has to offer, chipping away at the cheesecake. Today, we are discussing which wolves are ready to become Hunters- and Trackers-in-training. We refer to these wolves as HITs and TITs, and honestly, I hated these nicknames. Since I begin training these wolves, both Hunters and Trackers have been training together, sharing their knowledge and working towards becoming stronger with new skills. It is why we have been debating on a new name for our wolves—Warriors. Dominic and Christian kept th

A warrior asked. "Yes he is, his face is menacing just like the other warriors said. " Another warrior spoke. Suddenly, Rioka looked at them with menacing look. They changed their gaze as their body starts to shiver. "Anyway, what's your name? " Rioka asked the lone warrior. "Tokiyo. " A small sound came out of the lone warrior's mouth. "Tokiyo huh, your rhyuk is so suppressed, to the point that I can't even sense it at all. You reminds me of someone." Rioka smiled at the sky.

He revealed. "Hmmmm!" I hummed. The Iron Claw Warriors were the sword of the werewolf kingdom. They were the werewolf king's army and they were usually led by warrior leaders. The Iron Claw Warriors were to directly participate in the war and Erbot was also a warrior and one of the four leaders of the Iron Claw Warriors.

I look at Argos and the new wolves. “ How about I give you a name at least.” I said. I looked at the female and whisper don’t worry, this won’t hurt. I let my eyes glow until I get a name. Don’t ask me why I do it. I have never figured it out. But I can feel when someone is good and it helps me name them. “ You are a warrior, a protector. You need a name that suits that. I have got it. I will call you Myrina.” I said before I turned to the male. I looked into his eyes and I could see he was a proud warrior as well. “ And you sir I will call Ajax.” I nod to myself “ Yes, those names seem fitting for you two. Again I thank you for your help. And I’m glad you are safe.”

Below them, a sea of subordinates stood in suffocating silence. “The Wild Cat Crew has faced an influx of threats,” Armani’s voice sliced through the room like a blade. “And we do not tolerate weakness.” In the back of the hall, Riley leaned toward Skylar, her voice a jagged whisper. “Wait—this ‘crew’ is actually called the Wild Cats?” “Keep your voice down,” Skylar hissed, her eyes darting nervously. “And yes. It’s an honor.” Riley let out a sharp, mocking scoff. “An honor? It’s pathetic. It’s lame.”