Millie Warrior Cats の小説・ストーリー

"We need something to do while waiting for Damien’s update. Might as well entertain me." I sighed, letting my arm rest against my forehead. "Alright. Let’s see… There was Millie." "Millie," Ruby repeated. "Basic name. Boring. Continue." I smirked. "She was far from boring. She was an artist. She painted murals all over the city. I met her when I caught her spray-painting my warehouse. Remember The Basement?" "Yeah, I remember." Ruby snorted. "Romantic." "She had a whole speech prepared about fighting ‘capitalist overlords’ and ‘gentrification.’" I shook my head. "I told her I was a capitalist overlord who specialised in gentrification and somehow, we ended up in a relationship."

Stormshadow growled. Birdpaw watched on in amazement as they maneuvered around the dog. The ThunderClan cats were actually working alongside RiverClan cats, keeping the dog confused and frustrated. Their claws landed pretty nasty looking marks along it's muzzle and legs. It tried snapping it's jaws around Acorntail, who squirmed out of the way and retaliated by leaving a deep wound on it's muzzle. The combined attack of every warrior was more than enough to scare the loud, obnoxious dog away.

Its fingers alone were larger than towers. Black mist flowed from cracks in its skin. The Gatewalker immediately attacked. The two colossal figures collided. The impact shattered part of the city. Shockwaves rolled across rooftops. Entire districts vanished beneath falling debris. Even from this distance, the battle felt unreal. Nobody in the tower spoke. Nobody knew what to say. Eventually Rowan whispered the question everybody was thinking. "What in God's name is that?" Elara's face became grim. "One of the Wardens." The answer raised even more questions.

"Channel it toward something that doesn't compromise Drevalon's security." "You can't redirect mate bonds," Millie says with surprising firmness. "You can only accept them or watch both parties suffer. And right now, you're choosing the suffering option." The war room falls into tense silence as Millie's words settle over everyone present. Araya looks between her son and her oldest friend with expression suggesting she's watching everything she built start to crumble. Then Lucian's enhanced senses catch something that makes the incomplete form's entire body go rigid with attention. A scent carried on wind through the war room's small window. Familiar. Distinctive. Impossible to mistake.

There were more important things to attend to than my wounds. "No, he doesn't. He's only angry and doesn't know the truth. You also don't know the truth. That's why I want to keep you safe!" As we ran through the gallery, we found an enemy standing in the hallway. I immediately recognised him. He was Colin's warrior. My blood boiled— the ones that hadn't spilled at least. But Mila pushed me behind her. "I got this!" Before I could say otherwise, she snarled and ran with inhuman speed towards the man. She climbed up his body in swift, easy movements and slashed through his throat with her claws before snapping his neck. He was dead before his body hit the floor.

“Plus add how you got this War Cat to listen to you. Maniac never listens to others!” “Oh, since you had me trailing behind Lucida, 2 weeks ago, I’ve been trying to get Manny to take a treat from my hand. I just knew if he did then we could be good friends. Not that I wanted him to risk his life for me. Manny please next time just go and get someone.” Meri says as she reaches out and slaps his bum. His response was just to purr, this War Cat was really surprising me.

Leon said, "Amelia, Mila is different from you. She can tear out an enemy's throat on the battlefield. She's a true warrior! Stop being paranoid and jealous. Isn't Mila your friend? Why are you suspicious of her?" Mila was one of the few female warriors in the pack. She had many battle honors and was favored by the Elder Council. Even my son, who used to cling to me, started asking for Mila every day. "I don't want Mother! She's boring. She just makes me do combat practice! I want Ms. Mila! She takes me to play in the forest! "Ms. Mila said Mother isn't capable of doing anything except getting jealous. I like Ms. Mila!"

What made Mila so different? “Let me make this perfectly clear,” Mila purred, her voice dripping with a mixture of disdain and mockery. “Tomorrow, at the crack of dawn, you two will battle fiercely to the death. No tricks, no mercy will be permitted—just a vicious brawl until one lone victor remains breathing. Do we have an understanding?” She lifted one slender brow when she was finished, regarding us like insects she planned to squash beneath the heel of her boot. I hadn’t felt this small since before we had ended the Luna’s reign.

yet they made it worked. " You met all of them, who do you get along with the most?" I didn't even have to think about it, I just knew. " Allison" She started laughing and it was the most beautiful sound. "Ally Cat? Yeah, I have to admit she is easy to get along with. She hates conflict." And that was the truth, Allison is a creative little thing a couple of inches taller than Catalya. She has long pitch black hair with bright blue eyes, she is a fashion designer and her designs are incredible. Her pale skin is a complete opposite from her black hair, which gave her a more gothic look sometimes depending on her makeup. She has an hourglass figure with curves on all the right places, Collin

Mili told me. I could see wolf warriors, irrespective of gender and that reminded me again of my warrior training. “Head warrior Ashley Stevens is a blood-thirsty creature. Nobody can expect mercy from her on a battlefield.” The present warrior sounded like a heartless woman. Would Kiara also turn out to be the same? In the family wing, Mili took me to the first floor and stopped outside. The guard announced our arrival and opened the doors. The scene inside the bedroom was something I wasn’t prepared for.