Warrior Cat Prey Novels & Stories

The two beasts clashed, each trying to dominate the other, their growls filling the air like thunder. Her mind struggled to process what was happening. The large creature—she couldn’t tell what it was at first—was defending her. Its dark fur shimmered under the moonlight as it used its massive body to shield her from the jaguar’s deadly claws. Catherine’s heart pounded in her chest as she watched, her breath caught in her throat. The battle was fierce, both animals snapping and snarling, their claws slashing through the air with deadly precision.

His wolf whines loudly to the warrior's teeth plunged into his body, he needs to get away before his bones are crushed for it shall happen it can render him helpless. It is a game for catch for them both, eyes prying looking for visible weakness to take advantage of. Claws scrape the open underbelly of the warrior with a surprising swiftness drawing blood Deimos extracts it only to plunge it deeply once more, the male howls with misery falling to the grass floor for his underbelly is cut open the insides in sight.

The trees were distinct to each other and any attack would be noticed even before the attacker gets near. He was as brisk as the wind, fast as laser and with a leap, he jumped out of his hiding spot and at the antelope even before it could brace itself. He caught it off guard like it was standing few feets to him. He caught it by the neck, subjugated it with his poisonous fangs and after infertile struggles, the prey ended up been the night's feed.

His hands shook with fear as the lynx casually tossed Peacock's lifeless form aside and focused its attention on its next prey—Scar. There was no way he could insert and draw the bowstring; his fear was too strong. Scar's eyes darted back and forth to the dead, mutilated body of his friend, distracting him from his goal. He ineptly drew the bowstring and fired; the arrow struck the lynx's forehead and just fell nearby, only angering the huge predator. "No, no!" Anarungu jumped from above, leaping with his spear precisely at the beast and piercing its neck with his weapon. The point of the spear went through its neck; the creature slashed at his chest in agony, and Anarungu jumped back, grabb

He was hunting. “You can’t hide forever, kitten,” his voice echoed through the maze, distorted and menacing. “I can smell how wet you are. Running won’t save that greedy little cunt.” A shiver ripped through me. Yes. He was the first predator to call me kitten which made my pussy a lot wetter.

Not a wife but— A captive. A prisoner…and Alessandro’s prey.

"Big boys in the park. They-- they took Pomy to play but they were hurting her and when I asked them to give Pomy back to me they refused and laughed and said I should go back home." "Come with me. We'll get Pomy back." She hugged Liam and then took him towards her car. * After five minutes drive, they reached the park. On Liam's directions, she saw three boys of 15-16 years old hiding behind a huge tree, raping the cat and one of them was filming this. "Oh my God!" She couldn't help but gasp loudly. Liam was tightly clinging to her. "Leave the cat!" She yelled. The one who was filming immediately put his camera down and the other two looked at her with frowns, annoyed by her presence. She r

However, it did not rush forward as it was suspicious by nature, but it kept wandering in the distance, gradually approaching Caspian. At the same time, the Scented Phantom Cat was constantly exuding that peculiar poisonous odor from the musk glands of its body. The Scented Phantom Cat was one of the six most poisonous monsters mostly due to the smell it emitted. The Scented Phantom Cats loved to feed on rotten food, especially meat. Therefore, they would use their sharp claws to break the prey after capturing them. Then, they would place them in a place with high humidity and high temperature and wait until the carcasses began to rot before feasting.

“But—“ Cassian opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by our daughter’s whine. “Papa, lesh gooo,” I glanced at Alexia, who was tugging at Cassian's hair. “Fine,” Cassian sighed. "Looks like we're all going." —— “Look, Alexi, Papa’s gonna show you how hunting is done, okay?” “Okay!” Little Alexi grinned and I smiled at my pup’s excitement. “The first step is to observe and learn. We need to study our prey. Here our prey is a hare and hares are extremely alert and have excellent hearing so you need to stay low and move slowly and quietly.” Cassian explained and Alexi nodded with a serious expression on her face.

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?"