Make Your Own Warrior Cats Novels & Stories

They looked at her with hungry eyes, and Althea knew that she was in trouble. She tried to fight back, to defend herself as a warrior, but she was outnumbered and overpowered. The wolves pounced on her, knocking her to the ground. Althea kicked and punched, using all the skills she had learned as a warrior, but it was no use. They were too strong. As they dragged her away, Althea realized that she was completely alone. She had no pack to protect her, no allies to call upon. She was just a nobody, a banished warrior with nowhere to go.

: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."

‘All the participants who took part in the warrior training and selection were those who trained their wolves with those generals. ‘Then Gamma and Delta screened them very strictly. That’s why our warrior wolves are so strong.’ My wolf grinned widely. ‘I’m so proud that they earned the nickname of the iron warrior, describing how great they are. I smiled in satisfaction. My ancestors were geniuses who found the formula to create warrior wolves with terrifying power. Even though many packs adopt our way of creating mighty warriors, they would never be able to compete with us. I glanced at my bleeding right arm. A wolf warrior accidentally scratched me.

I couldn't entirely blame her, since it was my fault for even giving her audience. Along with some female warriors, Canary emerged from the training hall that was just next to the training ground. They had some weapons in their hands. I could only recognize two — a nunchucks and a sword. Since I was an omega, I was never involved in any strenuous activities, nor did I know of any weapons used in martial arts. The warriors lined up in warrior formation, while I stood by the sidelines with Sophia and Katniss.

"Come on, babe. I have a new trick I want to teach the warriors today, you can join in, and later, I will give you private lessons on how to be a good fighter." She gets excited hearing that. Mathew kisses her lightly on the lips (much to the dislike of all the unmated she wolves present) then starts throwing instructions at them all. After seeing how she is struggling with the new trick Mathew is teaching the warriors today, he decides she needs a lot of basic training to catch up with all the agile wolves that have been training for ages. He takes her to the gym after training. She looks around in awe at the spacious room filled with different machines designed for various activities, then

I cower thinking of the one-time Max put her on his bike and took a picture of her, it lasted five seconds but apparently Rory had someone watching us for a long time. "Mr. Mahoney, I'm sure the picture looks bad, but the Nightmare Warriors are friends of mine. They are no part at all, a danger to my child. She loves them, they are like a bunch of uncles." I don't mention the relationship I have with their Road Captain, figured that small bit of information would be best left out.

That morning, he was chased by dozens of warriors, while walking leisurely in the middle of the city. "Shit.. Why are they after me today anyway!" chyou Chen continued to run with great difficulty. When he was in the middle of a very spacious street. Dozens of other warriors who had been hiding in a mound of snow all this time, came out and cut Chyou Chen's path. "You won't be able to run anymore, you thief," shouted one of the warriors chasing him. With a relaxed face, Chyou Chen smiled sinisterly in front of the warriors who were blocking him. "You still need tens of years to catch me." exclaimed Chyou Chen.

“Because from this day forward, they’ll see you as what you are.” “What’s that?” “My Luna. Their Luna.” I hesitated, then smiled against his shirt. “Then you better start preparing them. Because I’m not exactly the soft, smiling kind of leader.” He pulled back just enough to tilt my chin up. “Good. Because I didn’t fall in love with soft and smiling. I fell in love with a warrior.” “A blind warrior.” “A warrior who sees more than anyone else.” I bit my lip. “You’re going to make me cry.”

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

We collided, claws and teeth flashing in the dark. But I was too angry. My rage made me reckless. Marcus took advantage of an opening in my attack and sank his teeth into my back leg. Searing pain sent me stumbling. Then Lila shifted. A silver she-wolf. Beautiful and deadly. They ganged up on me. I was quickly outmatched. Blood poured from a dozen wounds, staining the warehouse floor red. Finally, I crashed to the ground, unable to get up. Marcus and Lila shifted back, looming over me.