Human Warrior Cats Novels & Stories

"Well, we only have four factions here. That includes the Vampires, Werewolves, Witches, and Werecats." "Werecats... I’ve never heard of them." "Well, you’d be surprised to know how many supernatural species actually exist. Werecats are quite similar to us Werewolves, except they don’t turn into the same cat species. Some can turn into lions, others tigers, and so forth, but they’re all big cats. I’m William, by the way. First year. And you...?" "Alex," I reply. "It’s my first year too." "Well then," he says. "I believe we’re going to be good friends. Come on, let me show you to the sleeping quarters. They’re upstairs. I’ll show you where you’ll be sleeping."

I didn’t want to have to deal with a wild animal if things got rough. Kat was a werecat. I didn’t think she was like Troi, a Kunisada, but rather a panther after she shifted. I wasn’t sure, though, and I didn’t think it would be polite to ask. Besides, how do you start that conversation? Varg, Lykos and Volk were all werewolves. They were brothers, all of them close in age. They also didn’t speak much and just followed directions. I liked that.

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.

I used to get a few updates about him from Ren and Rachel, but even they didn't hear much from him, except that he got a new Beta now. I kept myself occupied with the new trainer. While Madison was mean and relentless, Zoey was friendly but far more brutal. With platinum blonde hair and ocean blue eyes, she belonged to the White Warrior clan, a clan that doesn't have the mate concept. Their bloodline was notorious for the ruthless killers they were, not belonging to a pack or territory. Their wolves were as big as any Alpha's wolf.

They could take their words and shove it up their ass. “We’ll get you cured,” Kiran whispered as he came back to me. My heart ached at my brother's words. “Kiran, this is one of the deadliest forms of wolf venom out there. There is no cure. All I can do is adjust.” He huffed. “Well, a blind woman can still be a warrior. When we get a chance, we’ll start training so you can adjust to your new way of life.” We reached the top of the stairs, and he gently nudged my arm. “Last door on the right.”

Wolves answered instantly, howls rippling through the night like echoes of war. The scent hit me before I even reached the outer fence, blood and silver, sharp and wrong. My hackles rose. Then I heard it. The sound of claws tearing into flesh. Move! I ordered through the link. We burst through the trees together, a storm of fur and rage. There, one of my men, down, his throat bleeding. And standing over him, something large, feline, striped with black and silver. A were-cat. A janguar. No. Not just one. Two.

I grunt as I clock a warrior in his throat. “He threatened them with killing their families. We have to save as many as we can,” I yell out as I am wrestled to the ground by two warriors. These fuckers just keep coming. Suddenly, one of the idiots bites into my thigh and I look down to see he has shifted. They always underestimate my strength at first and are having to shift to take me on. Dumbasses. Kat pushes forward and pins him down in a second, snarling as she clamps down on his neck. It’s not fatal, but he will have to stop in order to focus healing or he will bleed out.

The tribal men joined too but Katana was faster and slashed through many necks, taking the toll to win the fight. One of the bandits came closer and attacked Katana with his incredible speed. Upon closer inspection, I noticed that the bandit shifted into a cheetah and to my amusement, it was as big as a werewolf. A werecheetah? I had read about them in the books but never thought I would see one. He easily bashed Katana and threw her away.