Sparkpelt Warriors の小説・ストーリー

I could no longer see that bizarre comment section once Henry left. I pulled out a chair, my eyes moving steadily across the four elite players in front of me. I then pulled a pre-drafted team proposal from my bag and tossed it onto the table. "It's time to get to work now that the riff-raff has been dealt with. Astral Sparks is officially formed today." In the following three months, romance was the last thing on anyone's mind. It was nothing but a brutal, hellish training camp.

Emberstar did care about his kits, whether he wanted to to admit it out loud or not. Eventually, Wrenpaw became Wrenflight. Ebonypaw became Ebonypelt, and Driftpaw became Driftwind. All four newly named warriors looked as if they were ready to burst with pride when the Clan chanted their names. Even Oakfire, Acorntail and Spruceleaf cheered their names. Flamestrike glanced at Reedriver in surprise to see that the normally grumpy RiverClan warrior was doing the same as he sat beside the SkyClan she-cat.

This year, it came from Johnathon Davis. I pull up my list of packs and ranked members. Johnathon Davis isn’t a current or retired ranked member in any of the packs. Shit. I know they accept warriors who they think can achieve the status of the elite warrior, but that will be like finding a needle in a haystack, even knowing his last name.

I Continue, and he smiles “Yes, I do. Welcome all.” He says and smiles “The Warriors are Jacob, Jason, Andre, Christopher, Thomas, Michael, Jack, Oliver, Owen, and Eli,” I say and I feel the surprise from my warrior. They didn’t expect me to know their names. “I have cleared a wing on the second floor to the right. It is completely free, and your warriors have my permission to keep everyone away from there.” Carter tells us. “Thank you, Alpha,” I say and smile.

This year, it came from Johnathon Davis. I pull up my list of packs and ranked members. Johnathon Davis isn’t a current or retired ranked member in any of the packs. Shit. I know they accept warriors who they think can achieve the status of the elite warrior, but that will be like finding a needle in a haystack, even knowing his last name.

He was in deep trouble now! Benson had long since heard of the Pendragon Warriors' reputation. The Pendragon Warriors were among the most elite and most ruthless soldiers one would ever have the misfortune to meet. They had served the frontline of the battlefield, which equipped every single one of them with razor-sharp instincts and merciless ferocity.

Viktor POV So far my life has been 'Normal' as normal as it can be. I had a wonderful childhood, loving and caring parents, a bunch of amazing friends and one of the most respected title in my pack. I was head Warrior of Pearl moon pack. I always wanted to be a warrior, my dad was head Warrior too. I was trained by him at a very young age to fit in his shoes. What else can anyone ask for? But still, something was missing.