Warrior Cats Age Rating Novels & Stories

He walked straight and disappeared. "Something is wrong." A warrior spoke. "What do you mean?" Another warrior asked. "After witnessing all that fierce battle between anawakened demon and a mid rank warrior. It's clear that a warrior is not just a mid rank.Judging by what happened just now. His combat ability is higher than that of rank 5. I'm not sure if I'm correct but, why did the organization send a rank 13 to aid us, when the threat level is high even for rank 6 and below." The warrior thought deeply.

I could still tell from the corner of my eye they were pissed, but I ignored it and focused on my opponent in front of me. The rules were simple; Gamma Chris and Beta Tim had explained them to us yesterday. We had to use all the tactics in offence and defence we learned over the three years and pin down the opponent for ten seconds; the first one to do so would win. It seemed simple, but it wasn't so; our opponents were people who had already passed the warrior scholarship and were training to be part of the royal army, not to mention they were above eighteen, meaning they had their wolves, which made them ten times more stronger.

"For instance, when do you realize you have a wolf?" "That's kind of hard to say, because most of us grow up in the pack and know we have wolves already, and sometimes we can hear them from an early age, but most of the time we can't hear them, or even shift until we hit puberty," he explained. "And that is why you will also find that most of the best wolf warriors in history were women. They have a slight advantage by going through puberty earlier than the boys, and therefore, become a lot more fluid and comfortable with their wolves. Either way though, it is extremely rare for anybody to get their wolf after 18 years old. And 18 is also when we can feel the mate bond."

“Better hurry up, Alpha! All the meat lovers will be gone!” I really needed to learn the warrior’s names. How many times now have I talked to them and had no idea what their names were? There was about twenty different men all sitting around . Their ages ranged from what looked like 18 year olds to 50ish year olds. However, everyone was completely ripped and looked dangerous.

- he asked. - Allen, - shyly, the warrior answers . - I never imagined that the Moon Goddess would gift me a man as my mate, but I am very grateful to her, because you are, without any doubt, the most beautiful creature I have ever seen. - You are so cheesy. – the funny warrior answers, completely flushed. The warriors laughed, they would miss that boy. - Allen is a nice name - Tron says, with a smile. - what's your age? - I'm twenty - he answers, without raising his head.

They had fearless warriors and skilled wolves that were always ready to stake their lives for the pack and one of them was the beautiful young grey wolf with dark blue eyes named Althea. Althea was known throughout the kingdom as one of the fiercest werewolf warriors. She was fearless in battle, and her fighting skills were unmatched by any other warrior. She also had an unwavering loyalty to her pack. She had fought in many battles and had never once faltered in her duty to protect her pack and her Alpha. She was also known for her beauty, with her long, flowing hair and piercing blue eyes that seemed to glow in the moonlight. What made Althea truly special was her unwavering bravery in the

"IT'S MY BIRTHDAY! IT'S MY BIRTHDAY" I yelled, jumping on my bed in my room as the clock struck 12 at midnight. My mobile phone started beeping as I received wishes from my friends. It's gonna be the best birthday of my life as I turn 18. It is the day that makes me an Adult, It's a day that makes me eligible to start my warrior training, and It is the day when I find my 'MATE'

My Dad might fancy such but I’m not my Dad. I noticed most of the Warriors were middle-aged he-wolves and she-wolves, but I also noticed some young adults, like me too. I could imagine they had started Combat classes at an early age and had done remarkably well in training for them to have been able to be Reignile Warriors at such a young age. So that basically meant every Warrior here was older than me by Combat rank. I hadn’t finished my combat classes, remember? It had been interrupted twice. Both times by the one and only Cayden.

I reply, looking into his dark blue eyes. “Didn’t seem to stop you earlier from opening your mouth. Perhaps you should put that mouth of yours to better use. Give me a taste of what you have to offer.” He suggests. I know where he is going with his suggestion. I’ve never done anything sexual. It’s forbidden for omegas to do anything sexual before they are eighteen. I only turned eighteen a few months ago, and luckily no one has figured it out. Some omegas brag about turning eighteen, so they can tempt warriors and high-ranking wolves to help them gain experience before the auction.

Kian told me, keeping his eyes focused on the screen. Whilst, from the corner of my eye, I tracked down the length of my hoodie to his knees. My lips curled into a frown to see the fabric held onto him tightly, giving no way for it to ride up when he walked. Not that I wanted that. "Just because they don't fall into the estimated age range doesn't implicate them." I reminded him, he tilted his head to the side, and gave me a square look. "Aren't you aware that the age range comprises of wolves who hadn't shifted yet. But according to this list, some of these people are already over eighteen." He explained, dangerously close to my face.