Warrior Cat Sketch Novels & Stories

I grunt as I clock a warrior in his throat. “He threatened them with killing their families. We have to save as many as we can,” I yell out as I am wrestled to the ground by two warriors. These fuckers just keep coming. Suddenly, one of the idiots bites into my thigh and I look down to see he has shifted. They always underestimate my strength at first and are having to shift to take me on. Dumbasses. Kat pushes forward and pins him down in a second, snarling as she clamps down on his neck. It’s not fatal, but he will have to stop in order to focus healing or he will bleed out.

In the end, I think they turned out great. Not that I knew what the others were for but there was also a frog on a log, a humming bird and a fat Cardinal. The very last one I was drawing was for Arlo. He got those picture for us, or more for me. It was of a wolf. It’s head was downward with his teeth showing. The hair was standing straight up with a human skull under it’s paw. There wasn’t any flesh on it, just the bones. Originally, I was going to make it a dead rabbit or something but this seemed appropriate. Keeping this one black and white, kept some of the mystery alive. “Charlotte??” Waylon yelled as he was coming in.

I just need some dry twigs. At Kevin's gesture, the warriors look for dry branches, and place them on the ground, in front of the warrior, who doesn't waste time- He sits on the floor, cross-legged. The warrior who had been nicknamed a nerd, makes a little smile and takes revenge: - Be careful not to burn your little worm. Everyone bursts out laughing.

I narrowed my gaze, trying to make sense of the situation. "Shoo!" I shouted, waving my sword at the cat. "Go away!" The cat meowed, then turned and scampered away, disappearing into the darkness. I closed the door to my quarters, leaning back against it as I let out a long sigh. It had been a long day, full of battles and surprises. As I slumped onto the couch, a smile played at the corners of my mouth. The triumph of reclaiming my throne, coupled with the unexpected passion of my encounter with Otsana, had left me feeling both exhausted and exhilarated.

“I will only give this choice once. Join me or…” The Mane, knowing that she had no chance against the creature behind her, whimpered and surrendered, Nathaniel retracted his claws, releasing her throat and allowing her to turn and face him as she kneeled at his feet. In a low roar of defiance, half a dozen Cheetah warriors fight their way to their feet before being subdued by the Vampire warriors nearby. Hunter extends his claws again, not caring whether the warrior is male or female he moves fast, stopping in front of each warrior, and plunges his hand into their chests as he leans in close whispering.

Although this growl wasn't scary in the least bit, in fact, it was comical. It doesn't take long before his warrior comes into view, carrying a very small and very angry Omega. The little thing is beyond feisty as he squirms in his warrior's arms, growling and trying to reach his head around to bite him. Harris struggles not to laugh at the little guy when he manages to get a hand free and swats his hand at the warrior, but he quickly catches his hand.

“Ok our War cats are a crossbreed from our animals from Crustalia planet that made the trip with Earth’s feline creatures. They might look similar or act as the cats you know but they are not.” “For one they live longer and are bigger than average which is why you think Leo is part lion, but he isn’t. In fact, his parents are mostly cougar with lion on his mother side, but that is generations ago. After the first crossbreed thousands ago, most War cats are breed within.” My father paused as looked at me. I had questions and I think he was listening to them, as he picked back up.

No time to waste, we need to get over to my Pack fast. “Mari, what’s the hurry? And what was that back there? You’re only provoking them. They won’t aid us at all” Winter raises as we race down the stairs and outside the building to see my Chimera scaring the warriors to death with her indignant snarls. “What’s the need to count on them when we’ve got something worth a million Bears and Wild cats?”

I said, looking at the next guy. "Come on," I said, calling him. He was holding one sword, which made me drop one of my sword, to fight with him. "Please note that your enemy will not be as lenient as me to reduce my weapon, the more for them, the advantage it is," I explained. "You should have let us use our wolf form," he complained. "And why would I?" I asked. "Because that's how we were trained, if I am using my wolf mood, I am more confident to win you," he replied.

Viktor scratches his brows with his thumb. Oh! so he waa nervous again, he looked so cute doing that. "Let's get started then" saying that he opens my wardrobe and come face to face with his own photographs, some smiling, some fighting, and one in the suit which he wore for Alpha ceremony, that I have pasted on inside of the wardrobe door. "Ohhh!" He exclaimed. I shut my eyes tight, biting my lips. "I..I want to be a Warrior like you someday" I told him looking away pretending to collect my things.