Warrior Cat Names For Calico Cats Novels & Stories

Everything in me screams to keep quiet, but I’m not someone who keeps her mouth shut. “This human has a name,” I say, and Salvatore stills when Leonardo shifts his attention to me. “Kitty-cat,” he whispers, his grip tightening around my hand. He drops his eyes to me, but I look at the wolf king. “Camille. That’s my name. Or Cami for those I’m close to. But since we’re not close, Camille will do,” I say to him, straightening my shoulders. Leonardo narrows his eyes, looking at me, then back at Salvatore.

As I swung open the door to Ashton's living room, a playful calico kitten darted past my feet. Reacting swiftly, I pivoted and managed to catch Willow's mischievous pet. The kitten's tiny paws met my face as I held it up to eye level. "Naughty, naughty," I admonished with a smile, warning the feline against any further escape attempts. In response, the kitten playfully batted at my nose. "You're not allowed to roam freely, you little rascal." The kitten, named Warren, let out a soft meow. Willow had emphasized the importance of keeping the kittens away from the security team's townhouse, as it wasn't kitten-proof and they could easily slip into hidden crevices. Losing one of the kittens was

"Meow?" The little cute cat woke up from the dream and turned her head to look at the young warrior with great dissatisfaction. "Meow... meow!" "A bunch of rubbish, get out before I change my mind!" Ding Hao's tone became strong and she sneered without looking back.

One black cat flicked its tail beneath a lavender bush, staring at the world with the expression of someone who had been disappointed for a very long time. “Kitty.” Issa made a sound I had never heard from a normal human being. Max stepped forward immediately. I caught his collar. He jerked backward. “Mommyyyyy.” “Do not mommyyyyy me.” “The white one is Sofia,” Nathan said. “The gray one is Dante. The black one is Cannoli.” “Cannoli?” I stared at him. “You named a black cat Cannoli?” “He used to bite when he was little. Sweet on the outside, criminal on the inside.”

Still, it was enough to show other creatures that we werewolves weren't someone to be messed with. We also invited the Bloody Fangs. The Bloody Fangs was a group of strongest warriors without any ties to the 3 packs. Their most well-known warrior was their leader, The Crimson Warrior, who was also the most blood-lust warrior in the whole Lupo continent. His nickname came from the crimson helmet he kept wearing as he fought. I had heard that the Crimson Warrior himself would attend my ceremony. That made me wonder if he would wear his helmet or not. After all, no one had ever seen his face.

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."

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.

"I'm just a reflex. It's like seeing a messy Kitty when she drinks milk." "I started to know a lot about your cat. Is she a female?" "Kitty is a male." "But the name sounds feminine." Caroline laughed because Harvey's judgment was correct. Honestly, Kitty's name doesn't really suit her cat. "I've tried calling him by another name, but he just stays silent. Kitty will respond to me if I call her that." Harvey laughed amusedly until his eyes narrowed. "Your cat is unique just like you." ----

“So you got a kitten today. Tell me about it?” “Well it’s a girl. She’s really small with blue eyes. She is all white with orange, and black spots. Dee-Dee called her a calico. She’s about two months old. She is sweet, but shy. I….um…had actually called you to let you know I had to make a big purchase today to get what I needed for her. I’ll find a way to pay it back. I’ll get a job if I have to.”

He was such a brute! “Sure, let me go get some from the kitchen,” Mindy smiled. Saoirse’s eyes lit up. “I am going to name him Taco,” she declared. Mindy laughed at the silly girl. It was as if she momentarily forgot about her situation in this house. She wondered if Alex was falling for her. “That’s a weird name for a cat, Miss Saoirse,” she shook her head.