Warrior Cats Age Rating Novels & Stories

‘before that, there are some ground rules you need to know’ he straightened his blue tie, one which matched his dark grey suit. ‘You will go to school, just like the other kids, you will attend the pack training and activities, and..’ he paused. ‘If you want to be an Alpha warrior for this pack, then you have to excel in everything, you have the time to change your decision until you turn 18’. ‘I remain strong on my resolve’ I spoke. Sometimes I knew I sounded more like a woman than a girl. ‘good to know,’ he smiled.

I want to see any weaknesses I can help Mia and Zeus exploit. I don’t expect this to be a long fight. A cat vs. a fox this isn’t really a fight. The Werecats Theodore and Anna are young looking fierce and honestly look deadly. The Werefoxes Jeremiah and Lucy are in their forties. I have no idea how they won the right to represent the foxes in this battle, neither is particularly fit. I worked with Jeremiah when he first started on the council. He is smart. Much too smart to think he stand any chance at winning this fight.

Turning around to face him, I crossed my arms over my chest. "Look, it seems you don't know a thing about werewolf stuff, so let me educate you. Eighteen is not a child, it's a fruitful age. When she-wolves turn eighteen, they can find their mate and bear a pup. Child wouldn't do that, right? So again, I'm not a child, I'm an adult." He copied my stance, crossing his arms on his chest and my eyes betrayed me for looking at his biceps as it tightened. Damn, why does that look so good?

I sat on the tool chair across the counter and leaned my face on my palm as I looked up at him with boredom. “It's where all teens, specifically eighteen to nineteen years of age, would have to attend this ceremony and get to either mate with some wolf or attend the university for wolves like you. And being a rogue is not exempted.” “What?” I sat straight, frowning and confused as f*ck. “You heard me, right, Katia.” He slowly went down and shrugged the dirt off of his shoulder. He walked past me and slammed the heavy book on the counter, making me cough as the dust flew across my face.

This was the first time she was seeing him here, in the Lord's courtroom and she was a little perplexed on seeing him. Laurier sighed seeing his friend's actions. He knew what she was asking and replied to her immediately. "He is Cathal Bringe. He is the newest addition in the courtroom and he is the only one to have passed the Council exam with a Level Five score." As soon as Laurier uttered the words, Raelynn's gaze snapped to him and she widened her eyes not in shock but in wonder. The Council exam was the exam meant for the people who wanted to enter the Lord's ministry. It was the toughest exam anybody could take and there were no restrictions on it. Any male or female who was below for

It was very much a spur of the moment decision. “I am hoping to explore my new pack, where is good to go?” I ask a little tentatively. The warrior releases a small chuckle. “Aww, bless you. Of course, this all new to you, isn’t it?” His eyes are warm, and his smile equally so. He must be about ten years younger than my father perhaps. Likely one of the older warriors within pack.

Levi changed his posture, nearly taking a more commanding posture, and crossed his arms over his chest. "We need to be fighting at our full capacity. Previously, the rule was that no Wolf under twenty-one and no Wolf over fifty could participate in this war. However, I am changing this rule. Every Wolf, male or female, who has Shifted, will participate in this Pack's upcoming war." His brother continued speaking to the Pack.

“A moment before you leave.” I nodded, waiting as the elders filtered out of the hall. “Review this,” he said, handing me the scroll once we were alone. “The list of eligible cubs for Rainbow Claw Training Camp. As Alpha, your final approval is required.” “Anything specific I should note?” I asked, weighing the scroll in my palm. “We’ve lowered the age requirement. Five to seven years now—basic combat training only for the youngest. The recent attacks have forced our hand.” Five years. Like Debbie.