Human Warrior Cats Novels & Stories

Hayward looked over at the princess again, smiling to himself. At least she's pretty. That'll make this more pleasant. "If you encountered some of these beasts, you might be less so," she told him, though she doubted he'd ever seen anything of the sort. The lush forests and mountains were an ideal habitat for many types of animals but especially large cats, five times the weight of a human or elf and ridiculously strong. Their muscular bodies covered in thick fur would send a chill into the heart of someone who had never encountered them, but he would get to see one soon enough.

Aside from being unusually long, they were curved, too—like the claws of a cat. “Stay here,” Mei said. “I’ll give a signal when it’s safe to follow.” Two guards were patrolling the corridor that followed the hallway. Mei took down the first guard by slashing through his neck with her claws before moving on to the second guard. She moved so swiftly and silently that the second guard didn’t even notice her before it was too late. As Jade watched, she couldn’t help but compare Mei to a hunting tiger—agile, quiet, and precise. “You’re really good,” Jade said in admiration right after Mei had made her tenth kill.

They had fearless warriors and skilled wolves that were always ready to stake their lives for the pack and one of them was the beautiful young grey wolf with dark blue eyes named Althea. Althea was known throughout the kingdom as one of the fiercest werewolf warriors. She was fearless in battle, and her fighting skills were unmatched by any other warrior. She also had an unwavering loyalty to her pack. She had fought in many battles and had never once faltered in her duty to protect her pack and her Alpha. She was also known for her beauty, with her long, flowing hair and piercing blue eyes that seemed to glow in the moonlight. What made Althea truly special was her unwavering bravery in the

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 hadn’t had any dealings with Lord Lightfoot, but my first impressions were not warm. I glare at him, my cat growling and hissing. Itching to rip his throat out. “The Princess isn’t going anywhere with you.” I spit back, wondering where the fuck Crimson was. We could really do with his presence right about now. *Commander, we have a large number of very large werecats that just crossed our borders.* A lead warrior on the Gamma team mentally connects to me. *They are not Cambiadorian and they are wearing… loin cloths.* He supplies with utter confusion in his voice.

So we fought together, each of our kingdoms coming together to face off against the Vampires, witches and freaks who would rather see the world burn than to accept that we had already won this war. At some point during the battle I was pulled away into the caves of the ocean where I could hear the Atlantian princess wailing. I was surprised as I watched a vampire coming at me with super inhuman speed before a large black cat came leaping from a connecting cage to tackle it into the wall before ripping its throat out. I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face knowing that the werecats had come to the rescue of the Atlantians in their time of need.

said Eloy. He looked at his husbands who were glaring at him. But then Adharva said "If you try and win by cheating, chief Javiar, you and your clan will be burned down," said Adharva. Javiar seemed to have gained back some confidence. "He has only fought with warriors who have fought men, not animals. My warriors are the best there is. Not even the former head warrior of former Mahereya will be able to win against them," said Javiar.

Luckily the list told me what the species of each person was, a majority were tigers, but there were a few others, including two Weretiger/Vampires. It was a few days later when I was supervising the training of the newly shifted when I saw one of the Warriors showing a man from the Amazons around.

Immediately, the four cats felt a strong energy entering their bodies, and they gratefully meowed before sitting down to start their training. In Winston's room, there were only these four cats. All the cats working for the Cat Clan were only those four, as they only performed simple tasks such as making beds or tracking targets. The Cat Clan not only fed them but also transmitted Winston's energy to them for training, benefiting both parties.