Ultimate Guide Warrior Cats Novels & Stories

“You address me as Alpha.” “Thank you,” I said, glancing at him. Now was the moment of truth. There was a murmur from the warriors surrounding the werecats, and I looked to see a warrior edging his way in. He nervously glanced at the werecats as he scooted past them and jogged up the steps to whisper to Alpha Raymond.

The female cats with their wolf pack mates stayed to the rear for the same reason. Most of the surrounding jungle was cleared away. Dmitri could see permanent living quarters in the distance, but their enemy wasn't yet coming out to play. The Moor said they had more than three hundred cats. Suddenly, gunfire sounded in the distance and it took everything Dmitri had to hold his position. Each clan had a job and he would do his. Esta noticed the large group of enemy first, kissed her mate, and charged with the other females. "I'm winning this bet, but I'll let you win the next one."

"When we first met, I thought he was one of the bravest cats in the forest… Then things changed when he became a warrior." Smokefrost's heart began to race a little faster when she pictured the dark-furred tom. Now she understood why he looked so familiar. A knot formed in the pit of her stomach. They'd never spoken much to each other, but it always seemed as if he was glaring in her direction whenever they were alone or close by. "Well, I'm a warrior of ShadowClan now myself," she snapped. "I can see that," Frost narrowed her eyes dangerously. "And I'm warning you not to trust the Clan cats. All they ever do is cause heartbreak and hardship."

We walked through the training fields which were several football fields wide and I was beginning to wonder how many wolves were in this pack. “Do you fight?” he asked me. “Um, not really. My mom never taught me to fight but my dad taught me to defend myself as a human. I’ve never fought as a wolf or trained or anything though,” I told him. “Ok, that is no problem. Here all wolves take the beginning warrior class. It teaches self defense and beginning attack moves to allow all wolves to feel they can protect themselves. Then the higher up and more advanced classes are optional to whether you want to be able to fight in battle, as an offical warrior. As a beta, you will be very strong and val

I don’t miss as Kyria’s face pales and a small wave of fear comes off of her at the mention of the two Beta warriors of their Pride, however, I will have to address that a little later as I ask my next question. “Why the need for dominant female warriors? From my understanding, all female WereCats are extremely good fighters no matter what their rank.”

“You’re on edge? I was just tackled and held down by a zoo’s worth of cats. If anyone’s got an excuse to be on edge, it’s me.” “Here,” the tiger shoved his way through the crowd. “Look, I’m going to make this simple. The cats are at war. Half follow Tera, half follow me. We need to bring you to our part of the city so that Tera’s people will abandon her in favor of us. We want peace—they want to keep fighting. “I don’t believe a word that comes out of your mouth, Tiger.” My fists clenched, preparing for the fight. “Go f—”

In typical Jade fashion the reports are color coded, cross-referenced and she has included a flash drive to d******d all of it to my laptop. I notice right away that the more magical cats, “The Magi,” don’t mix often with the warrior groups. Sensing that this could hurt us as a pride I set out to remedy this. I partner up a warrior with a “Magi” and assign all to meet three times a week to brainstorm possible strategies. There are some new werecats that haven’t gotten too involved, that has to change as well. It would be all hands on deck for the foreseeable future. Everyone had something they could contribute. We are growing, but if we are to survive as a species, we are going to ne

When we knew it could destroy us. I sat listening to Oliver talking to my family and made the decision to teach my children to be warriors, but not to stop there. I was going to teach them everything about our lives. I wanted them to fight when they had to, but I also wanted them to appreciate the peace whenever we had it. I wasn’t going to allow the werecats to force my people to live in fear one more second. I didn’t agree that we should take the fight to them and I made that fact known as soon as the conversation started turning in that direction!

I was always amazed by the size of Mason’s were-form, a large and powerful light yellow with darker brown spots panther. A fury of teeth and claws accompanied by growls and hisses filled the stadium air as the two werecats fought. The bloodiest battle there had been all day. I held my breath until finally, Mason’s cat had the warrior pinned on the ground. With his claws sunk deep into his side and the warrior lay still in a position of submission. The whistle blew indicating the match had ended. I ran up to him, grabbing a towel as I did and assessing his injuries. “Shit are you ok?” I asked while my hand automatically came up placing the towel over the bleeding claw marks left behind on his

Another woman frowned, unable to understand this. “I told you guys to go up the path. Go up the path guys. Why can’t you all understand?” Skyler was speechless as his hints were so obvious. He did not expect that Orchid and the others would still struggle to understand. “It’s not the Goddess of War, but we need to think higher? Could it be…” Orchid frowned and soon smiled bitterly. “Could it be the Supreme Warrior?” “That’s right!” Skyler smiled indifferently. “The person who’s looking to hire bodyguards is the Supreme Warrior. The one and only strongest person in our Cathysia army, the Supreme Warrior!”