Unusual Warrior Cat Names Novels & Stories

I didn’t move a muscle as I looked from her to the big cat. I had met him earlier in the week and learned that he wasn’t like the other War cats. In fact, he didn’t have a handler, as he refused to submit to anyone but my father. That’s why he was made a War Cat of the castle, as he was very good at recognizing who was welcomed and who needed to be watched. That’s how Lucinda explained him to me before telling me his name.

I said, my voice taking on a teasing tone, "we need to think of some backup names too, just in case." Valerie laughed, the sound like music to my ears. "Oh, really? Do you have any other suggestions, Mr. Name Expert?" I grinned, leaning back against the couch and pretending to ponder deeply. "Well, for a girl, how about something unique and strong? Like... Athena?" "Athena?" Valerie repeated, a smile tugging at her lips. "Goddess of wisdom and warfare? Are you planning on raising a warrior princess, Ares?" "Maybe," I said, winking at her. "She'd have to take after her mother, after all. Smart, strong, and incredibly beautiful."

"It’s so cute!" Matthias and Nicholas came to visit with Rufus who watched his new children from outside the box as they breast fed from Nettie. Matthias and Aubrey knelt in front of the box as they cooed over the kittens. "Look at our babies," Aubrey said. "They’re so small." "Are they all tabbies like Rufus?" "There’s a black one like Nettie." There were two boys and three girls. Aubrey named them Belladonna, Rosarypea, Angeldust, Hemlock, and Mayhem respectively.

These particular warriors were exceptional in those magic areas. With so many Fae warriors, we were only introduced to the four Captains. Each Captain had a unique story and supernatural ability. There was Vesper, a skilled archer with the power to bend shadows to her will. Next was Malik, a shapeshifter capable of transforming into any animal he desired. Then, we were introduced to Selene, an elemental sorceress who wielded the power of earth. Finally, there was Lysander, whose specialities were determining what the enemy combatants were most likely to do, and creating illusions to confuse enemies.

She's happy to know that there's no serious reason why she passed out again. "He's a stray cat then?" "Yeah, he's a stray cat." Acario confirmed. "I'll name you..." Alexis think of a name that he'll give to the white cat. "Yuko... Is that okay?" The cat licked her fingers then she caressed his head. Alexis has no any idea on why she named the cat 'Yuko'. All she knows is that the cat and that name is very familiar to her but can't remember where or when did she heard or see it.

- he asked. - Allen, - shyly, the warrior answers . - I never imagined that the Moon Goddess would gift me a man as my mate, but I am very grateful to her, because you are, without any doubt, the most beautiful creature I have ever seen. - You are so cheesy. – the funny warrior answers, completely flushed. The warriors laughed, they would miss that boy. - Allen is a nice name - Tron says, with a smile. - what's your age? - I'm twenty - he answers, without raising his head.

Brodi huffed out a breath, shocked at his own ineptitude in getting a simple point across. He glanced back up at her and saw a glimmer of humor in her green eyes. She was laughing at him. At him! He sat up a little straighter not sure how to react. The Alpha in him wanted to be insulted and act accordingly, but making his mate happy, even at his own expense, gave him a warm feeling in his middle. He wasn't used to all these conflicting emotions. He cleared his throat before starting to speak again. "Yes, well…" "You know your name is old Norse, yes?" Kelda interrupted. "Fenrir. A son of the god, Loki. It's a very powerful name. A very powerful wolf."

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.’