Warrior Cats Ages Novels & Stories

She did not find her acting anywhere around funny. ‘’What's wrong little one, you don't remember me?’’ Keeper asked her. Fraining pain, her hands over her chest like someone hurt. The shadows roll their eyes at the scene before them. ‘’Come on Keeper, we all know you are too old for all this”’ Laan sarcastically rolled her eyes. ‘’Says the ones who are older than time itself. How old are you again, ten thousand…. One million years?’’ The keeper turned to the part she had created picking up sand from the soil and headed back to the crew before her.

How is it comparable? Even if we want to still save those children, we can never demand it of these wolves. How can we demand parents to risk orphaning their own children? These warriors have families too, mates who love them, pups who need them to come home. Some of these warriors are barely adults themselves, with their entire lives ahead of them. Heck, Emerald is only thirteen years old too. But it remains that something needs to be done. So we wait for the pack’s answer. The first response crackles through the link, fierce and uncompromising: Let's do this. Now.

Jake answered. After their announcement, they paired each of the pack members off one by one. No children were heading into the war and only the women that chose to fight are fighting. It mostly consisted of people at least 17 years of age and the warriors. The warriors rotated since they were all on patrols at different hours around the border.

I finish the financial spreadsheets whilst humming to myself to drown out the packs goings on. I complete the orders for the perishables whilst listening to Lilith singing to Lora as they remain in the bedroom where she feels safe and sound. I look at the applications from the minors for the warriors. Most are turning eighteen soon and I have a rule if they are between seventeen and eighteen that I'll make a decision based on their behaviour within the pack on the recent years. There's four of them, and only one has been troublesome. But I hope accepting him alongside his peers might give him the guidance he needs to stand up and be something more than a trouble maker.

Marko replies, “But it does seem like they were checking our border.” I nodded. “Do you think we should add more runners and make the intervals shorter?” I asked Jericho. “Yes,” Jericho responded, “I would totally agree. Also, Sol and I agreed that we should start training for a new batch of warriors.” “We have a problem with the recruitment, Alpha,” Sol said. “What would be the problem?” I ask. “If we are going to open a recruitment for the warriors we would recruit those between the age of fifteen and seventeen,” Sol explains the problem.

I ask him, trying to get the facts right. “I did.” “That means I’m a year younger than you are. I’ve got my wolf since I was sixteen. One of the rarest breeds, I know, because the standard age for getting one is eighteen. So, what you’re trying to tell me now is that you’ve been wolfless since turning eighteen about six years ago?” “Exactly what it is. And that is how it has always been for me.” “But you are one of the warriors. Don’t the others know about that?”

"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."

Calissa said stepping forward. With Ryan and Luther by my side, Calissa and Christine behind me I make my way down the steps. I want to greet these new wolves. I can tell just by looking at them they are scared and confused. They are a mix of men and women. Ages from maybe twenty to maybe sixty. It is hard to tell with wolves because they age differently than humans. The aging slows when we hit our twenties. Stop when they are just five feet in front of me. I know my guardians and a few warriors are behind me.

We descend down the stairs and head right towards another long corridor before he stops at the first door on the left and opens it. “This whole corridor is filled with training rooms for the whole pack to use for training. Training is compulsory for all members from the age of ten. Once they turn eighteen they have the freedom to become warriors or pursue other things but they are still required to keep up with their fighting skills to stay in shape. I have many people overseeing the training schedule for all age groups and I join one of those groups every day to oversee the whole progress along with my beta and lead warrior” he said firmly as he walked further inside the vast place.

Because if Black Moon started a war now, we wouldn't be able to resist. And I heard Alpha Ryan is 20 years old; he's been two years past the age of finding a mate. He has not seen his mate, which makes his wolf even more impatient. The more he views war as exciting, the more worries our Alpha. And he's looking for the prettiest werewolves to send over there for Alpha Ryan.