Unusual Warrior Cat Names Novels & Stories

I asked, grinning. "Well, I am going to be wearing a turtleneck from now on," she replied. "You know, when I was fighting, I came up with a sweet name for you," she informed. "Oh really and what is it?" I asked. "I'm barely going to be using it, but I just want you to know," she says. "I understand, I told you not to rush to it," I assured her. "I called you, My own but now I'm saying it, it does sound somehow to me," she admits.

I wheezed. He squeezed harder and for a moment, black dots danced in my eyes. My claws twitched, ready to lash out but even I wasn’t stupid enough to attack a Redmoon warrior. These men weren’t normal wolves. They were the violent and dreaded lycans. They were killers raised on war. He finally dropped me like I weighed nothing and I fell to my knees, gasping and rubbing my sore neck. Another warrior snorted. “Should chain her somewhere. She talks too much.”

They had fearless warriors and skilled wolves that were always ready to stake their lives for the pack and one of them was the beautiful young grey wolf with dark blue eyes named Althea. Althea was known throughout the kingdom as one of the fiercest werewolf warriors. She was fearless in battle, and her fighting skills were unmatched by any other warrior. She also had an unwavering loyalty to her pack. She had fought in many battles and had never once faltered in her duty to protect her pack and her Alpha. She was also known for her beauty, with her long, flowing hair and piercing blue eyes that seemed to glow in the moonlight. What made Althea truly special was her unwavering bravery in the

I answered shortly, not giving her much to work with. She seemed to pick up on it, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Do you have a code name?" she asked, her curiosity growing. "Umm, yes." Shit. If she asks me what it is, what do I say? I was a lead warrior, but I wasn’t a ranked member. Why the hell did I lie just now? I was confused by my own behavior. "Can I know what it is?" she asked cautiously, her voice soft but eager. "Umm, usually it’s… Delta."

I say, my voice still growly. “Please! He’s a good boy. He’s not a warrior.” I look at the pup. He’s a young teen and I can tell he’s not happy about his mother trying to protect him, but he’s also terrified. One of my warriors come rushing out of another room in the hallway, stopping when he sees me. “What’s your name, pup?” I ask him. “Sean, Beta,” he says. His voice wavers, but he answers, lifting his neck in submission as well.

“Let’s start throwing out ideas and see what sticks.” “Okay,” Isolde said, leaning forward with interest. “If they’re dragons, maybe something powerful like Pyra and Draven.” “Or if they’re wolves,” Cheyenne added, “something classic and moonlit. Like Lune or Fenric.” Tora covered her face with her hands. “You guys are going to give them identity crises before they’re even born.” Chelsea was already on a roll. “If one’s a boy, I vote we name him Brimstone. Brim for short.”

I speak up, “Yeah, Kaia’s codename is Canary and Sinclair’s codename is Sin, short for her actual name.” “Oh.” Adrian said quietly. I don’t know what that is about, but I brush it off, because it’s time to start the ceremony. I mind link all warriors to come to the training facility and all ranked members need to report as well. Which earned a reply from my mother saying to watch my tone. I chuckled and waited as everyone started filing in. After a little bit I see Mom, Dad and Thalia all walking down the middle and onto the stage. I smile at her and take her hand to join me. My folks are standing behind me, and I make a small speech to the warriors.

She asked loudly, waiting for him specifically to answer. War sighed, hating how all of this was turning out. His wolf just wanted to grab their mate and go but unfortunately, it was just not that easy. Not to mention she was upset. "Pomelia is my mate...my name is War from Bane pack," he explained to her, knowing he should just get that out of the way immediately. Bane pack was infamous...not a place where anyone wanted to brag about, at least not in such a holy place.

I told him just in case the hunter gets the wrong idea here. “Got it. Catherine Grey. Blood Moon Pack.” He replied as he said those words slowly, as if he was carving her name hard inside his head. I nodded subconsciously. “Wait. Tell me this hunter’s name.” “Oh you’ll remember him easily. His name is Hunter.”

A thought pops in my head and I search for moon names since wolves are connected to the moon. With that, I speed read through another million names, but this time I feel like I'm getting closer to a name. I save a few names to read out loud for later. Finally, I have a few names that seem like the wolf would like them. "Astennu. Rakesh. Io. Badru. Aibek. Aku. Koray. Hang," he gives me his full attention with a small howl and I reread a few names back.