Warrior Cat Personality Generator Novels & Stories

(Cara's POV) In my dream, I kneeled before a white-haired man, surrounded by a few people that I was sure I had never seen before, but strangely, they felt familiar. "Catalyn of the Red Blood Pack, you have proven yourself once more, and finally, we believe you have all the qualities to become one of our warriors, the first ever female to become a warrior," he said, his voice filled with pride. I rose to my feet, a wide smile on my face. The people applauded; they all had the same look of pride in their eyes.

He feels what I feel, so why hide it anymore? “The Luna is the mother of the pack; she caters to its emotional needs and other typical feminine shit. I am a warrior. I fight, I don’t sit around helping pups make macaroni artwork,” he spits. “Wow,” I laugh humourlessly. “Say what you really mean, you see the Luna as the wolf version of a housewife, and by taking that title, it makes you one,” I surmise. He clenches his molars and I feel his disgust. “I’m right, aren’t I?”

Not an Alpha, maybe a Beta or Warrior. “Don’t come any closer, I’m the top warrior’s daughter and top female warrior of my pack and I won’t hesitate to kill anyone who means to harm me.” I try to sound as scary as possible but from his growing smile I’m pretty sure it did not have that affect. “AW, I like her Shane, can we keep her? Please?” I growl at him, cross my arms in defeat and roll my eyes. Yep, he’s exactly like Luke and for sure a Beta, no doubt.

he asked his fellow warriors, who nodded in agreement. Kent has a gaudy stature that portrays a "not to be messed with" kind of guy. He was wearing a tight black shirt that made his muscles more prominent. The same as the other warriors and has tan skin. And of course, the werewolf genes never fail to amaze everyone; all were quite the lookers. "She’s a rogue," Blair and her bitchy tone ruined the mood. Picking her meat lazily and chewing it in the fanciest way. "Disgusting."

But even he had a shred of hope that they may be able to survive their current predicament. “This presence is unlike any other that we’ve faced. It’s so intimidating that even I am shaking. I admire the warriors who do not possess our strength yet stand up to its challenging might.” The other Cheetah who survived had a bleak expression as he spoke. His body shook slightly each time he looked at the creature. And he wasn’t hiding the fact that he was afraid. All his life he was indignant. Why did the oracle declare him a Cheetah? Why didn’t he possess the fate of a Tiger? He was fast, but that was never the reason behind the titles. So why wasn’t he worthy enough to possess the highest honor

(Cathy pov) My name is Cathy and I am an omega as the wolves call it, wolves that are tagged omega's are usually traitors, criminals and wolves with very low social standings. I was born into wealth but that didn't last long in my life,my father was an army general, yeah 'was' he died in battle... I think his death was planned by his fellow generals. After my father died the other army general did everything they could to take all my fathers wealth and left us with nothing...we hard to struggle to get by everyday afraid of being shamed and bullied. My life isn't something interesting I have been living as an omega for as long as I can remember, my life has been really hard it isn't filled wi

I joke. "Very good things," the merchant says. "They say you're kind and fair, that you actually listen to people instead of just ordering them around like most high-born wolves." I shrug. "I just treat people the way I want to be treated, that's all." "That's rare in someone of your status," the old warrior says approvingly. "Most young Alphas are arrogant and cruel, but you seem different." "I try to be," I say honestly. "The world has enough cruelty already, so why add more?"

It's almost a sad smile. “Just a heads up, Aquatic is actually considered as a warrior Pack. Almost everyone in it is a warrior who is skilled in fighting and what they all hate most is weakness...” he says then pauses and looks at me straight in the eyes, his smile fully disappearing, but I get the message crystal clear. They will hate me too because I am a weak Omega! “I wish you luck.” he says and I nod, whispering a muffled 'thanks'.

And somehow I agreed with her. Love was bullshit. “So, what did you find out?” I asked. Ruby shifted on her chair and folded her arms. “The tattoo you showed me was a pack sigil alright,” she said. “It belongs to a pack named Mystic Warriors.” “That I know. What else?” “Well, this is one of the most ancient packs to have ever existed. And when I say ancient, I mean ancient. It’s said that of all the packs that the Moon Goddess created, Mystic Warriors was one of them. This pack is a warrior pack and the first ever Alpha was named Achilleus. He was the greatest warrior to have existed in our entire history. All members, true blood of the Mystic Warriors pack were born with incredible strength

"Lions. tigers, panthers. Werecats don't have ranks. Pride leaders are chosen according to their ability to breed. They have multiple mates. One can have up to six female mates. That's what makes a pride. Tigers and panthers are lone hunters. Just one of them can cause the kind of damage a small pack can," "So, why not just use a werecat instead of us?" "We're loyal. We follow orders to the point. We allow the alpha to lead us. Cats don't have that loyalty. They're powerful on their own. They're rare and very well-guarded. My mother thought that warheads were the future of shifters. She used my sister's and my father's alpha DNA to reactivate ranking in warheads. "My father wanted to start s