Warrior Cat Maker 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.

No time to waste, we need to get over to my Pack fast. “Mari, what’s the hurry? And what was that back there? You’re only provoking them. They won’t aid us at all” Winter raises as we race down the stairs and outside the building to see my Chimera scaring the warriors to death with her indignant snarls. “What’s the need to count on them when we’ve got something worth a million Bears and Wild cats?”

He then buffed his chest proudly and punched it as he bragged, “That’s right. I am Kaiser Conrad, the one and only blacksmith of Maplewood.” He’s a 3D painter, actually. However, the part of him stating that he’s a blacksmith has a slight truth in it. Kaiser specialize in creating arts with a 3D pens of weapons from fantasy series and animations. A few days ago while I randomly scrolled the I*, I saw him posting about his creations of the hilt of a swrord in his I* story. The design itself piqued my interest, that’s why I immediately contacted him and asked him whether he took commissions or not. Fortunately he’s open for comission only for me because he’s in a mood to create something. I re

I said letting my emotions bleed into my statement. “I did, but just because I am your mate doesn’t make me lesser than you. I am to be your equal Cain. Not your precious little ornament that you only take down for special occasions. I am still a warrior. And a damn good one. Either you see that or you don't. But you do not get to turn me into your mindless drone with sex.” She cried out and using my wolf speed I moved around behind her and drew out my claws as I drew my claw downwards cutting the ropes off around her arms. I did the same to the ropes binding her legs to the legs of the chair.

Lariempi said emotionlessly “Lord please teach me how to kill them, even with my powers I could only watch…” Amelia said before breaking into tears again and Lariempi smiled slightly “You couldn’t kill them because your weapon was too inferior.” He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground

Being Wolf Fall’s Alpha, I made it my goal to keep every non-werewolf and backstabbing wolves, out of our land. Sorceress Thelma was supposed to create a barrier that will keep other creatures out, but I don’t know how she got Mom and I to listen to her own idea in placing this nonsense and useless barrier that does nothing but feel the presence of every creature! Like why?! This isn’t what Wolf Fall needs in an era like this! Now see what her barrier has caused! A werecat has stepped into our pack! And looking at this beast… “It’s a Tiger. Damn! It’s an Alpha Cat!” I identified the Werecat through its strips, as it emerged fully into the light, growling at my guards and I. Mostly at me.

He sneered as he looked at the warriors and me. "She would go to jail and nothing would happen. We would go to the war with other warriors of the werewolf kingdom and come back victorious. And besides, I have my brother Ken, who is also a warrior and a leader just like her as you said, and I believe he is going to win with his hundreds of thousands of warriors and not just a handful of a few hundred warriors like the Reapers." He sneered mockingly.

:Warrior, you said you had another such vision earlier. Rhychard nodded as he told them about the incident at his parents' house. "That one was real enough to singe my fingertips." He held out his hands for their inspection. Tryna slid off the table, took his fingers in her tiny hands, and inspected them as if she were a doctor. "You really should have had Kree treat these burns when they first occurred. That is part of the reason cosheys bond with Warriors, remember? Their healing powers help keep you alive."

Kent, an Alpha, probably tired and under pressure of taking care of his clans. He probably doesn’t get to enjoy the simpler things in life like the sunsets. So this was why my sister Marianna was sauntering around in her room in an orange dress which reflected back golden light when she moved, because Marianna was right, I always knew what these werewolves liked. The dress was perfect. Marianna looked perfect. Kent won’t know what hit him. “Mother,” I lazily called. When she didn’t answer I yelled, “Mother, get your butt up here now!”

"Is that how you treat your ex-girlfriend?" I stared up at the evening sky. He chuckled. "She was never a warrior." Moments later, he crouched beside me and held out a bottle of water. "Drink." I accepted it as the cool water slid down my dry throat, easing the burning ache inside me. When I finished, I placed the bottle beside me as Kael picked up my fallen sword. "If you truly want to earn a place among the Silver Moon warriors," he said, "you'll have to do much better than this."