Human Warrior Cats Novels & Stories

"Oh she wasn't a friend. But either way I am a warrior I fight, I kill, I enjoy it . But I don't kill innocents for pleasure. Only the scum of the world would do such things." As the group continued on down their path it really began to sink in for Christopher, although this was the same planet, down here it was a completely different world. Feral looking beasts stalked them from the shadows as if sizing the group up, but seem to whimper recognizing an Alpha Predator and would back away. There were also cute little animals that looked similar to a Red Panda but the fur was black with a hint of blue interweaved in with the black, and white fur. The edges of it's ears glowing in the darkness,

It didn't take less than five seconds and I was healed magically. Nagisa's jaws dropped. " Just what are you?!" I put the bomb away and buried my hands deep in my pockets. " I'M A CAT WITH NINE LIVES!"

She bites her lower lip— white teeth sinking into red flesh— then turns, smiling at the bartender. "Whisky please. Rocks." Her gaze returns to me, and she raises her eyebrows. "Make that two," I say, not leaving her gaze. A minute later he places the drinks in front of us, her hand immediately reaching out to bring it to her lips. "Katherine," she says after taking a slow sip, "but my friends call me Kat." "Adam, but everyone calls me Emilio." "I think I'll stick with Adam," she replies haughtily, daring me to tell her otherwise. I lean in closer to her, trailing her body with my eyes again. I can't stop looking at her legs. She notices, and again raises an eyebrow.

:Warrior, you said you had another such vision earlier. Rhychard nodded as he told them about the incident at his parents' house. "That one was real enough to singe my fingertips." He held out his hands for their inspection. Tryna slid off the table, took his fingers in her tiny hands, and inspected them as if she were a doctor. "You really should have had Kree treat these burns when they first occurred. That is part of the reason cosheys bond with Warriors, remember? Their healing powers help keep you alive."

Another woman frowned, unable to understand this. “I told you guys to go up the path. Go up the path guys. Why can’t you all understand?” Skyler was speechless as his hints were so obvious. He did not expect that Orchid and the others would still struggle to understand. “It’s not the Goddess of War, but we need to think higher? Could it be…” Orchid frowned and soon smiled bitterly. “Could it be the Supreme Warrior?” “That’s right!” Skyler smiled indifferently. “The person who’s looking to hire bodyguards is the Supreme Warrior. The one and only strongest person in our Cathysia army, the Supreme Warrior!”

The strange man immediately moved with a speed that defied human limits grabbing a heavy cast iron skillet from the range and swinging it, the sound of metal hitting a helmet echoed through the room like a bell. He was a whirlwind of black cloth and blue-eyed rage, moving between the hunters with a terrifying efficiency. I scrambled up, grabbing a butcher knife from a magnetic strip. I was a dancer but also a fighter Nd the wolf in me was tired of hiding. I lunged at the second hunter who was trying to reload his crossbow. I didn't go for the heart, I went for the gap in the armor at the back of his knee. I felt the blade sink in, as the hot spray of his blood covered my face. The hunter let

he replied with a smirk, “but then you wouldn’t learn to get up yourself.” Aunt Eliana thought we were “just sparring for fun.” If she knew Maddox was teaching me the ways of a Moon Claw warrior - combined with my growing elemental and fae magic - she might have forbidden it. Uncle Alpha Roman was working to change pack laws to allow women in warrior training. My other uncles - and my father - were outraged, but with Grandpa gone, they could no longer override him. Alpha Roman’s word was law now, and anyone daring to challenge it risked death. My father and his bully brothers knew better than to test him - Uncle Roman was simply too powerful to defeat.

“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.”

a sharp, mocking voice sliced through the murmurs. The crowd parted instantly. A tall, heavily muscled female warrior stepped into my path, completely cutting off my route. Her long blonde hair was pulled into a tight braid, and her golden eyes burned with pure, unadulterated arrogance. "And who exactly are you supposed to be?" I asked, refusing to back down an inch. "Tanya," she said, leaning down slightly to look me dead in the eye, her breath hot against my face. "A real warrior of the Shadowpelt pack. A hunter. Not a broken, useless human who got dumped by her lover within a twinkle of an eye."

When war reached the northern border, she abandoned all three to save herself. She never learned what they could have become. Ronan could hear movement through a blizzard. Kael could strike faster than most healthy warriors even with one damaged wing. And Ash was not a common cat shifter at all, but a rare lynx whose strength would terrify far larger beasts once he fully matured. Selene saw three useless burdens. I saw three warriors who had never been given the chance to survive. Golden light wrapped around her and carved the Blessed Female fate into her body.