Warrior Cat Names Taken Literally Novels & Stories

“I think Troi is pretty. I like watching her.” “Aren’t you afraid of her monster?” I asked, using the word that the pack members had been using. The child shook her head. “No. She’s not a monster. She saved Lucy and my grandma. I love her.” I grinned. “I wish everyone thought how you did.” I paused. Her suggestion was a really good one. “What would you name her big cat?” I asked, curious. “Tyra,” she said promptly. “It means Thunder Warrior. I learned about it in school. We did Norse Mythology and Tyra was a warrior for Thor. Thor’s my favorite Marvel character.” This was well thought out.

“The world should know the name of such a powerful person. Everybody called him ‘Dragon of Cathysia’ on the battlefield because he was the soul of Cathysia. That title was bestowed to him because of his dragon mask, but not many people know his actual name!” “Exactly. He’s too bright, and his existence is godlike!” Skyler exclaimed. A thought then occurred to him as he added, “I remembered that his surname is Woods, but I don’t know his full name. He became the only Supreme Warrior one year ago, and everybody addressed him as Supreme Warrior!” “You know that his surname is ‘Woods’?” Quin spoke as he laughed at his own ignorance. “I don’t even know his surname! I only know that he’s the Supre

“I want to end the war between us.” He paused mid-lift, his eyes flicked up to meet mine, and a mocking glint flashed in them. “War?” I nodded, thinking this was meant to be progress. “Was there ever a war, Kitten? You would need to have your wolf to even be considered an opponent. And even then, you wouldn’t be worthy. You haven’t even had your wolf’s dawn yet, so don’t kid yourself into thinking I would ever see you as someone worth fighting.”

"Look what we have here. Poaching our omegas again, Kat?" Kat bared her teeth, her hackles raising instinctively. "They are not your omegas. We take what we want from these lands." The warrior chuckled darkly. "Not anymore. Your pack has gotten greedy, and now you'll pay the price." He lifted his hand in signal, and the other warriors closed in.

Her voice wavered, but I couldn't tell if it was from horror, humor, or something else entirely. "Aren't there any...pretty names for it?" I asked softly. Drace chuckled, shot Ari an apologetic glance. "Kitty, cookie, tutu, Lady V, bits, Lady Jane. Non-Na." I shook my head. Those weren't any better and I could hear the bellowing laughter of my men if I dared utter one of those words. I sighed. "I guess pussy and cunt it is. Men have so many more options that sound better."

“1 Star to 2 Star Warriors are called Scrubs while 3 Star and 4 Star warriors are referred to as Broilers. Starting from 5 Stars, Beastmen are sorted out a bit differently. 5 Star Beastmen are called High Stars while 6 Stars are referred to as Unique Stars. As for 7 Stars, they are called Crowns.” “I guess they didn’t try to get a proper title for anyone under 5 Star huh. Such terrible naming sense!” Kylie bemoaned the creativity of the Beastmen. They literally referred to their low rank warriors as garbage and chickens. She was not even garbage yet! That was the worst part!

He would trust in himself to keep her happy and in his life, not some strange, mystical force. The golden-eyed warrior arrived from behind a tapestry that hid the way out. "So, dog, are you ready to fight?" "Anytime, kitty cat. Anytime." The tanned fellow laughed. "I am Chaob, and it is not me that is challenging you for the female." "Pity." "Yes, because my cousin is much bigger. Not quite as big as Acat, but close." "And Acat is?" "Carlie's other mate." "Other, as in two?"

I watch him pass me and note the lettering on the back of his cut. Nightmare Warriors.

Aside from being unusually long, they were curved, too—like the claws of a cat. “Stay here,” Mei said. “I’ll give a signal when it’s safe to follow.” Two guards were patrolling the corridor that followed the hallway. Mei took down the first guard by slashing through his neck with her claws before moving on to the second guard. She moved so swiftly and silently that the second guard didn’t even notice her before it was too late. As Jade watched, she couldn’t help but compare Mei to a hunting tiger—agile, quiet, and precise. “You’re really good,” Jade said in admiration right after Mei had made her tenth kill.

The Alpha’s attention sharpened. “What kind of wolf?” The room grew quiet. The scout hesitated. Then finally said the name. “They call her the Moon Warrior.” Silence followed. Complete silence. Even the elders stopped smirking. Everyone had heard the rumors. Ignoring them was becoming increasingly difficult. Kael remained motionless. Yet his heartbeat quickened slightly. The scout continued. “Reports describe a silver wolf.” Silver. The word struck him harder than expected. His fingers tightened. Almost imperceptibly. But enough.