Squirrelflight Warriors Novels & Stories

Blood sprayed in dark arcs that caught the strange, too-bright moonlight and glittered like spilled ink. The Crimson Claw pack was smaller but fiercer, red-brown fur flashing like embers. They fought dirty: going for throats, hamstrings, eyes. One of them, a lean female with white streaks on her flanks, leapt onto the back of a Silverfang warrior and clamped her jaws around his neck. He thrashed, yelped once, went still.

By sundown, Rockflower sent another counter-raiding party, numbering twenty-one braves. It was smaller than last time, consisting of a Green Bit group led by Chief Bess, Deborah, Marseille, Raja, the entire Foxfire Guild, and me. Rockflower couldn’t afford to send more ever since half of the guilds left town. Our goal was to stop the warheads from flying. As much as possible, we would free the prisoners if we had a chance. We would then high-tail back home afterward and wait for reinforcements to arrive.

Sierra questioned with a pleading face. The warriors spat at her in denial “You will remain no one important but a traitor’s daughter!” Sierra’s grip on her weapon tightened and she wiped her eyes off the tears forming already. With her dagger pointed at each one of them, she announced to them all “I won’t kill you but if you come for me, you’re coming for death!” She warned with bloodshot eyes. Her lips trembling in pain from the betrayal that was taking place. Sierra turned towards the other direction where she had taken a warrior out and they went after still. As Sierra continued running in the woods, the warriors changed into their wolf forms to catch up with her.

" He said. 'Al please, let me handle it my way' I rolled my eyes at his pathetic suggestion 'Your way! And what is your way? Please enlighten me.' He scoffed. 'I will figure out something.' He snorted and kept quiet. I don't want to force mark her. Never. "I just hope we are not late!" An electronic voice reached me. She was getting anxious with each passing moment, and I was more worried about aftermath. We will definitely rescue those girls, so it was not of my concern. We had the best team and even though any number of humans is no match to 9 trained warriors, werewolves. "KA MUTU TE WHAKATŪ. Me tū tātau ki konei." Aroha yelled ("STOP STOP. We need to stop here.")

Samantha A golden wolf walked up to me and spoke, "We need to return," and suddenly after it spoke, it turned to mist, and I was standing on the grounds of my pack settlement. On my left was a group of wolves led by a silver wolf. While on my right another group of wolves stood led by a bronze coloured wolf and a Silver wolf with bronze highlights. It was a standoff between both wolf groups. The environment was filled with burning houses and dead wolves. It was like a war zone. When I looked ahead, I saw my mother emerge from the smoke, she walked to me and changed to a silver wolf and spoke, "Selena Samantha Moonchild is time to return to your pack," Everything turned to mist.

“But those of us who remain — we are her chosen flame. We will reclaim our lands. We will guard the balance between fang and flesh, between shadow and dawn. The moon bears witness — the West still lives!” The camp erupts. A single howl splits the silence — long, fierce, rising from one warrior and answered by another, then another, until the air quakes with the collective cry of wolves reborn. “Arooo—oo–ooo!” The sound rolls through the trees, raw and charged, a hymn of loyalty that shakes the ground beneath their feet. Varyn lowers his head slightly, a quiet nod of acknowledgment, and steps forward through his warriors — their howls following him like a tide of thunder as he disappears into

Three men and one woman made their way to Adrian. Dragonshire’s Battle Warrior Lucas! Serpentshire’s Battle Warrior Raquel! Mantishire’s Battle Warrior Caine! Griffinshire’s Battle Warrior Gale! The four great battle warriors had assembled. Serpentshire’s Battle Warrior Raquel looked toward Paul and gestured at Prison 14’s tightly-shut entrance. She commanded, “Open the door!” Paul inhaled a deep breath and said, “I’ll need permission from Internal Affairs. Otherwise, I…” Raquel raised her hand and slashed it down like a blade.

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.

Adrian swung his gun toward the stairwell. “Strike squad! They’ve found us!” Dozens of shadows surged upward hunters in silver armor, moving too fast and, too precise to be human. Crowe tilted his head slightly, silver light flashing in his eyes. “Not mine. They’re Silver Hounds bio-soldiers bred by Dr. Alaric.” Evelyn sprang up, thumbed the safety, and let three rapid rounds fly. One creature toppled, but instead of red the blood shimmered silver, hissing as it slicked across the concrete.

The winds picked up around them as Zeke whispered some words and they all repeated it twice and as it began to settle, I saw three crescent rings appear on their forehead before it disappeared. All this to protect me, my heartbeat increased as pride and appreciation rolled through me. “So shall it be,” She disappeared before us and what hall next left me motionless, beasts with the bodies of a wolf but they looked like they could seamlessly pass thro- I had read about these beasts before. Ancient Wolf spirits bound by Starfire, the moon goddess warriors. Of course she couldn't feel remorse or sadness for the loss of the wolves here when she had a full born one that were as plentiful as this,