Make Your Own Warrior Cats Novels & Stories

In typical Jade fashion the reports are color coded, cross-referenced and she has included a flash drive to d******d all of it to my laptop. I notice right away that the more magical cats, “The Magi,” don’t mix often with the warrior groups. Sensing that this could hurt us as a pride I set out to remedy this. I partner up a warrior with a “Magi” and assign all to meet three times a week to brainstorm possible strategies. There are some new werecats that haven’t gotten too involved, that has to change as well. It would be all hands on deck for the foreseeable future. Everyone had something they could contribute. We are growing, but if we are to survive as a species, we are going to ne

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.

Teresa smiled at Rioka. Rioka is touched as he sees a warrior with a pure intention and heart. "How do you became the most powerful warrior in this generation miss Teresa?" Rioka asked as he drew his sword. "I totally do not know how. But one thing is for sure, I chose this path and I'm going to end this war quickly." Teresa then jumped in the air, so high that she looks like a bird flying in the blue sky. Rioka also followed Teresa as they approach the incoming opponent.

What kind of women-deprecating shit goes on in this pack? I sigh and shake my head. Then, the first warrior steps forward. He’s a brunette, broad-shouldered, thick-necked, and built like a freight train. He eyes my bloody claws. His gaze lingers on my canines before moving to my eyes. But the bastard’s smile is cocky, the kind that says he’s already decided I’ll last five seconds… ten if he’s feeling generous. As we square up, the air between us sharpens, charged with tension and silent judgment.

They stood back to back, waiting for an attack from the unknown darkness. "A dozen, from all sides," Alex whispered. From the shadows emerged glittering cat eyes from all around. The painted warriors came away from the shadows as one. They were human-like with large ears and sharp oval eyes. They stood barely chest-high and took stealthy steps forward with spears and bows at the ready. The firelight caught the zigzags of white paint from their bodies and light metal armor, making the creatures seem rather formidable.

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.

Chapter Two THREE DAYS EARLIER IN THE TOWN OF RIM The town hall was packed full with warriors and youths alike. There were heated words and raised voices. There were also shaking of fists and exchanged words. It took every ounce of will for each man there not to transform into their wolf skin and fight each other. It seemed after the death of Tekenna, mate to Keratin, head of the warrior wolves, all the restraints holding them back had been broken. "I say we go to war!" Bravo, one of the warriors, said. "We can't just sit around and do nothing while they kill us, no!" He stamped his hand against the pillar and it shook, letting lose plaster and dust particles from the ceiling.

She asked loudly, waiting for him specifically to answer. War sighed, hating how all of this was turning out. His wolf just wanted to grab their mate and go but unfortunately, it was just not that easy. Not to mention she was upset. "Pomelia is my mate...my name is War from Bane pack," he explained to her, knowing he should just get that out of the way immediately. Bane pack was infamous...not a place where anyone wanted to brag about, at least not in such a holy place.

The female cats with their wolf pack mates stayed to the rear for the same reason. Most of the surrounding jungle was cleared away. Dmitri could see permanent living quarters in the distance, but their enemy wasn't yet coming out to play. The Moor said they had more than three hundred cats. Suddenly, gunfire sounded in the distance and it took everything Dmitri had to hold his position. Each clan had a job and he would do his. Esta noticed the large group of enemy first, kissed her mate, and charged with the other females. "I'm winning this bet, but I'll let you win the next one."

I didn’t need them, not with my wolf at full power, awake and alive. She barked and I shifted, almost involuntarily, my skin becoming thick, protective fur, my teeth elongating, and my muscles growing strong and powerful. Several of the werecats seemed to balk when they saw my wolf form. I was nearly as large as they were, with teeth and claws just as sharp and as deadly as theirs. I bounded forward, leaping nimbly into the air to take a werecat by the throat, giving it a shake and tossing it aside. The one behind it whimpered, but I merely shoved it away with my shoulder.