Herb List Warrior Cats Novels & Stories

I stated. "You will help me? Can you even fight?" She scrunched her nose, eyeing me up and down. "Ouch" Jia whispered. She knows my mate is insulting me, but I can't do anything about it. What she thinks? Am I a small kid? I can't fight? She doesn't know who I am. "Don't worry my people will help you we have the huge number of strong Warriors capable of taking down a huge army." Alpha said proudly.

“Our girl has been talking about her best friend since she came last time. She even told her dad about her.” Abby’s hand tightened around Carly’s. “You are my best friend, too.” Carly’s smile was big as she leaned in. “Don’t be afraid, okay?” Abby nodded. “I trust you guys.” I had to clear my throat. I don’t know why, but I started to feel choked up. “Okay.” I stepped back top the bowl and lit the cotton. I added the herbs I needed. Dried acorn for protection and personal power. Adder’s tongue for healing. Ague weed for hex breaking. Bamboo for hex breaking and protection. The pit in my stomach grew bigger. So many of the herbs were for protection, healing, and hex breaking. Usually, only on

Shelves lined the walls, packed tight with vials, herb bundles, and handwritten labels that curled at the corners like they were tired of keeping secrets. I’d been here before. Once. But not like this. This time, I wasn’t looking for herbs. I was looking for proof. I moved shelf to shelf, fingers brushing glass and parchment. Bitterroot. Silverroot. Ghost thistle. Sleepberry. Burnt sage. Bone salt. Most were standard. Harmless, in the right hands. But some? Some were only used for wolves who needed to be silenced. I paused at a jar of Wormroot—crushed, sealed tight with a wax-stamped lid.

I asked Catherine who was patting my back to calm me down but the rage my wolf was feeling was too hard to fight back. “The potion is too strong but you have to be strong and not let your wolf shift,” Asher warned me, looking at my nails warily. “His nails are turning blue which is a good sign.” I was so confused about what the fuck he was talking about and why I never heard about such a potion before. Our warriors were wounded in the wars but Asher didn’t use such medicine ever. “The herbs are working,” Catherine heaved a sigh, looking at me with a faint smile.

And somehow I agreed with her. Love was bullshit. “So, what did you find out?” I asked. Ruby shifted on her chair and folded her arms. “The tattoo you showed me was a pack sigil alright,” she said. “It belongs to a pack named Mystic Warriors.” “That I know. What else?” “Well, this is one of the most ancient packs to have ever existed. And when I say ancient, I mean ancient. It’s said that of all the packs that the Moon Goddess created, Mystic Warriors was one of them. This pack is a warrior pack and the first ever Alpha was named Achilleus. He was the greatest warrior to have existed in our entire history. All members, true blood of the Mystic Warriors pack were born with incredible strength

Herbert said, patting her shoulder "He was here!" Karish hissed and slapped Herbert's hand "Rogue!" My eyes became large, I tried to use my werewolf senses and I could distinguish a faint but disgusting smell from the direction of the other flocks. I got the smell of soil, rain and forest Karish's flock and Herbert smelled like pines Somehow, the smell from the other wolves did not feel threatening. thought this is how werewolves can distinguish friends from enemies. I could not understand why Karish was the only one affected by this scent, the others could definitely smell it too but showed no reaction to it. Then I remembered what Karish said to me the day I was attacked by the villains, t

Her voice rose, sharp with command and terror: “I need herbs NOW! She scanned the cluster of warriors and escapees, eyes blazing with a mix of terror and command. “Silverleaf! Moon-root! Night-bloom petals! Ember-haze powder! Anything! Hurry!” The group froze for a heartbeat, disbelief and fear paralyzing them. The forest held its breath. Then, luck… a fragile, trembling thing answered. Hands flew into bags and pouches, shaking violently. Fingers fumbled as whispered prayers escaped trembling lips. “Here!” “Take mine!” “I’ve got silverleaf!”

He was still wondering how a she-wolf got a werecat as a mate. 'How's that possible? ' Few minutes later Alexander came down the staircase with a medium sized box in his hands. He was about to leave when Calhoun suddenly asked a question. "Werecats Cannot be mated to werewolves. If you marked her, how did you do it? " The question caught Alexander off guard. All heads turn towards Alexander including Xavier who was also surprised at the outcome. Alexander glared at the alpha before waving his hand. "A story for later, I should go to her," he bypassed the question and left almost immediately.

Jai commented, leaning back slightly from the surprising smell. Rin laughed lightly, seemingly not bothered at all by the smell. “Yes. It has to be strong to repel the monsters.” Darrion covered his nose and frowned in discomfort. “It smells kind of sour. What’s it made of?” “Fire Rat’s tail, Crusty Lemonia, Verdant Blush, and Drosaria’s Tongue,” she answered flawlessly. Those were Greek to Jai’s ears who didn’t know anything about those things. Though he ever heard about the Fire Rat tail when he was at Teacher Enji’s class. But those things seemed to ring in his friend’s ears, because the blonde hummed in acknowledgement.

"Meow?" The little cute cat woke up from the dream and turned her head to look at the young warrior with great dissatisfaction. "Meow... meow!" "A bunch of rubbish, get out before I change my mind!" Ding Hao's tone became strong and she sneered without looking back.