Unique Warrior Cat Names Novels & Stories

You must call me by my Christian name. ‘I don’t know your Christian name.’ ‘It is Nero.’ ‘Nero?’ Kate was surprised. Then she laughed. ‘Of course. Nero. Black. What a wonderful name. It’s ... it’s so unusual.’ ‘And you are Kate, yes? Another short name. I like short names. They suggest strength, don’t they? Short and to the point.’ Then he sighed. ‘But, yes, Nero is unusual. And it suggests, as you say, blackness. It was a black day for my mother when I was born.’

my baby started and I in my head I was sure she'd name it something similar to kitty, cat, cookie, something easy. "Yes?" I say waiting patiently for her to come up with a name. "Tiger!" she says excitedly, picking the cat up and hugging it, and then it all clicked the orange tabby wasn't just a normal cat, small enough to be one sure, but it's a tiger, an animal that doesn't exist anymore, and if I remember correctly, they are the kings of the jungle more powerful than a lion ever been. "How did you know?" I asked Katie, I couldn't even remember the name of the animal and she was one of the generation after the nuclear disaster.

He would trust in himself to keep her happy and in his life, not some strange, mystical force. The golden-eyed warrior arrived from behind a tapestry that hid the way out. "So, dog, are you ready to fight?" "Anytime, kitty cat. Anytime." The tanned fellow laughed. "I am Chaob, and it is not me that is challenging you for the female." "Pity." "Yes, because my cousin is much bigger. Not quite as big as Acat, but close." "And Acat is?" "Carlie's other mate." "Other, as in two?"

Any demon that stepped through that line would feel it like a blade to the throat. “This will be known,” he said at last, “as the ‘Venom Claw Fae Kingdom.’” A title that carried both their worlds. The warriors answered with a low, unified roar, the sound threading through the trees and echoing off the rock. The mountain had a new name. And it had death claws. ****

Werecats had a long history of deep respect and cared for the den as well as its eggs. The first question was what the familiar’s names were. The basilisk told him to refer to her as Lotus. She said she liked the name, and she would take it unless he had any objections. Stefan enjoyed how aggressive she was for a newborn. Their partnership would work well. Although Stefan would never have thought himself an Onyx Sage or that he would stand with a basilisk- a species thought extinct on Ludicium. Mimi was named a long time ago. But Blake had to name his pup. Stefan wasn’t sure which of the two came up with ‘Eriyumilai. ‘ But Lotus and Stefan agreed ‘blazing leaf’ was a ridiculous name for a wo

Jai smiled sheepishly, “I don’t even know if it’s a girl or a boy. But you can name it whatever you want. It’s not even mine to begin with.” Miria’s smile widened, “Then I’ll name you Usha!” The kitten looked up at Miria, returning her gaze intently for a few seconds before rubbing its head against Miria once again. That action made Miria laughed gleefully. “Why don’t you go to sleep, child? It’s late and I’m sure you’re spent after beating those hooligans.” Barun said. Miria looked at her grandpa in alarm, “You were attacked by bandits?!”

I admit, hearing Kitty shriek, looking up to see Nikki picking her up and carrying her to the lounge near the fireplace. “Romulus and Remus,” Osric chuckles, shaking his head at our excited friends who talk to Benjamin and Ares. “I like that, but I’m pretty sure they’re girls,” I pick up both kittens to verify their genders. “Skoll and Hati, after the wolves of Ragnarök,” Jonathan suggests, peeling his eyes from Roan to look down at the sleepy kittens in my lap. I smile, looking over at our daughter to see she is smiling up at her dads who are giving her all the attention she wants.

“Like Fluffy? Absolutely not. Our pup needs a commanding name. Something that makes people pause. Alpha material.” “You know we don’t even know if the baby’s gonna be an alpha, right?” “Details!” he said, waving it off. “Okay, first up—Ronan Dunham. Powerful, right?” I tilted my head. “Kind of sounds like Roman.” “But this has bite! Ronan Dunham. Strong. Fearless. A warrior’s name.” “It’s not bad.” Levi practically glowed. “Okay, how about Fenrir?” “You want to name our baby after a wolf destined to eat the gods?”

And yes, my wolf, which I have had since I was born; finally fucking decided to tell me his name. When I asked Kai, he looked at me oddly and said his beasts made themselves known to him from day one; even Cat knew her wolf’s name. Cat’s wolf is Sable, whereas Kai’s wolf is Gunnar and the Lycan is Loki. What the fuck? I could never imagine having two beasts inside of me, not with the insufferable way my beast acts. /“Careful,”/ he warns. /“Or what?”/ I roll my eyes at his so-called warning.

After Shaun devoured three plates of food, Fudge approached him with the three kittens. “Have they got names?” Catherine asked as she picked up one of them. “Not yet.” He looked at the woman and then the cats before saying out of the blue, “But I’ve come to a decision now. They’re called Cath, Erine, and Jones.” She was speechless. “Why?” “It just popped into my mind. It’s easy and convenient,” he said. Then, he headed into the study.