Stormtail Warriors Novels & Stories

A benefit of being king was that I could mind link anyone in my kingdom. Since it was their first time presenting as a team I was told they had arranged a special introduction and agreed to it, curious to see. When the door opened they stood there with their hooded capes on and walked in single file and bowed before moving to one side or the other. The last one to walk in was Stormie, her smaller frame flanked by her brothers on either side. Once they were in position Alpha Adam introduced each one in the order that they entered the room. As each one’s name was said, they stepped forward and removed their hood, nodding slightly. First was Marius to the left, future head warrior. Then to th

A sharp black eyebrow lifted upwards over unearthly green eyes that resembled a serpent with blood red lip set themselves into a hard line. "As you know," Cassandra finally spoke. "The committee intends to give Nathaniel Thorn and his men a fair trial. Those found innocent will be released from custody and those found guilty will be given an appropriate punishment. However, Thorn's Alpha title is suspended pending investigation, meaning the pack has no Alpha and so makes it susceptible to being invaded by another pack of rogues. Word will get out soon and it won't be long before any wannabe and their friends come looking to lay down a challenge for the title. We will have a war on our hands

Trent sneers, blowing on a smoke pipe and coughs a little, “the North star pack are an ally pack with you as Alpha but unfortunately I’m the Alpha now and I don’t consider them one.” Tatum grits his teeth, a scowl adorns his face and the sound of Amara yelling echoes in his head and he snaps and slaps the pipe away from Trent’s hand, startling Trent and making his eyes go wide in fear. Tatum leans dangerously close to him and points a finger in his face, “Now you fucking listen to me, I’m taking the warriors and you can tell your king that since Leo is over there, I’ll be carrying out his orders too.”

" *Scream!*… The cheering sounds Ravyn never expected to receive echoed throughout the stadium. Blue lights illuminated a small circular platform floating inside the cuboid arena, and above it stood Ravyn. "On the red side, one of the eight Rising Stars, a guarantee of unparalleled competence. Hailing from his homeland with a determination to conquer and become an esteemed hero, he is the man with the mightiest physical strength in this tournament—Supreme Warrior, Thwar!" *Scream!!* "Whoa!!!" "Yeah!" …

But then, a ShadowClan patrol, alerted by the sounds of the fight, arrived as reinforcement. The ShadowClan warriors, known for their stealth and agility, moved like wraiths through the undergrowth, flanking the Crimson Fang and cutting off their escape routes. Their attack was coordinated, not with elaborate plans or pre-arranged signals, but with an intuitive understanding born of shared experience and mutual trust. Rhys, the hotheaded Silvermoon warrior who had previously clashed with Kael, found himself fighting alongside the ShadowClan leader, their movements a ballet of deadly precision. They fought not as rivals but as equals, their combined strength turning the tide of battle.

The Elite Warriors favour kevlar and HDPE , but like the Old Guard, I feel like something is lost in this modernisation. The wind may have let up slightly but it still blows the rain in almost horizontally, and it whistles merrily through the air, lifting and breaking down any obstacles in its path. The blatant destruction of the storm is immediately obvious as I look around. The decking that wraps around the pack house is broken and splintered in places, tree limbs litter the ground near the far tree line and the fence around the training ground and armoury roof are mangled and sprawled on the ground. The flood lights cast a glow over the devastation and it looks like we will have our work

Merrick knew me better by now and knew I’d find a way around Arrick’s timeline. I nodded. Then turned to Zion. “And you?” “I can do 300 warriors.” That made 700 so far. Not bad. “My pack is on the smaller side as you all know so I can only spare 150,” said Kolter. Aydin spoke next. “I am able to do 250.” 1,100. “Count me in for 300,” said David. 1,400. Not counting us. “That makes almost 2,000 warriors with all of us,” said Xander. “We are about evenly matched with them.” He looked over at me, a glint in his eyes that I adored. “And we have the Queen of Storms.”

The barrier flashed violently with each impact—cracks spiderwebbing along its surface. Caius roared: “Positions! Warriors! OUTSIDE the shield! Elders, reinforce the barrier!” Michael and Alexander also barking orders to hold the barrier. Tyrel now inheriting a wolf since mated to Caius shifted in a burst of silver. Damian summoned the wind. Fierro summoned the fire element with Marion slightly shifting holding his twin blades.

" we're not sure Alpha Tyler as we said, once the warrior cried out in pain our focus shifted to him " " Men have a sniff around and see if you can find anything, make sure to keep the sample secure, Beta Trevor stay with my men and Alpha Teejan please take me to see the warrior who was hurt and the others that were present, by the way what is the warriors name who was hurt? just so I know how to address him " "oh yes sorry, Ivo his name is Ivo Turke him and his older brother Evo are Seventh generation warriors " " very impressive, well I imagine that injury would do a lot to his pride then "