Warrior Cat Name Ideas Novels & Stories

All the men were huge, well built killing machines, while even the women were muscular and looked like they could hold their own. Despite her dislike of one particular Eastern warrior, Elaina had to admit that she was impressed. "Powerhouses." Jumping Elaina looked to Christopher who had snuck up beside her while she was immersed in watching the warriors. "Well, for the most part." Elaina responded begrudgingly. Christopher chuckled at her words. "Don't let one in particular ruin your view of the rest." Bristling Elaina crossed her arms over her chest. "I'm not that petty."

Jamie mused. The kitten’s eyes were bright green, almost supernatural in colour. After inspecting the little kitten, she found out it was a male. "Hmmm, what should I call you? Oh I know I shall call you Fluff, because you remind me of a fluff ball! " Jamie said triumphantly. She was happy that she was not completely alone anymore! ================================================================================================================= Realm of the Gods of Light

She'd have to give him a name soon, just calling him kitten seemed a bit lame. She'd ask her guild about it later. TerrorNtheDark was one of her best friends on C.o.C and was really fond of cats in general. She'd pick the perfect name for Trisha's new side-kick. She paced her huge room and paused halfway across the floor. Was that seriously another balcony for this room alone? How many balconies did this place have anyway? She pushed the door open and glanced back at the kitten. He was still fast asleep, and fresh air could possibly cure her sleep issue. It would at least cool her heated flesh for thinking of all the men she had met today in any case.

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."

However, the Alpha could guess what I was thinking. "You have no say in this, Sophia." He cautioned and I clenched my jaws. I did not like his words, one bit. "Assemble all she-wolves of the pack. Including the warriors and omegas. The Lycan King will make his choice." Alpha Dante ordered and immediately, the mind-link was cut off. "Fuck!" I cussed as I kicked as a wooden plank before me with so much force and It flew a few miles away I hated the Lycan King with passion as he was known for his messy private life. He was a savage and he acted unruly.

"I'm sure to them we smell just as bad, if not worse." That was hard to believe. Reedriver found their scent offensive, but he dared not say it out loud. He followed the others to the island where he was greeted by a young looking dark black she-cat with piercing green eyes. "Who are you?" she demanded as she eyed him up like he was her prey. Reedriver only glared back, his claws unsheathing as he prepared himself for the worst. "My name is Reedriver," he snapped. "I am a RiverClan warrior." That didn't seem to deter her as she narrowed her eyes.

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.

"I was wondering if any of you knows where Mathew is?" The young pups stare at her for a moment, and she thinks they might feel uncomfortable at her presence. Then one of them asks grimly, "Mathew the Omega or Mathew the Warrior? Which one are you looking for, Miss?" "Oh," Emily blinks, confused. Drat, there just had to be two Matthews. How on earth is she going to know if he is Omega or Warrior, whatever that even means? Maybe they called him Warrior because of his physique, because in all honesty, he is built like one.

My best friend Allen, Delta Heir, is already branching out into the Healing and Magic arts and its application to technology. My goal as a pack member is to become a warrior. Because I grew up chubby, that doesn't apply to me but guess what? As I said, I always carried a mean right hook with me. My weight just adds power to it. And with all the training I had received since joining the Gamma Warrior program, I could keep my shapely body and build strength and stamina.

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.