Warrior Cats Clan Logo Novels & Stories

I sighed, “she’ll be escorted back to your pack tonight, and keep her away from me.” “There must be some kind of misunderstanding, we’ve always had an alliance so if this female warrior is hurt then I’ll buy her from you or pay her off.” He chuckled, “I’m sure Clarice doesn’t feel this female warrior is a threat, Clarice is beautiful, smart and of Alpha blood, perfect for you to choose as a mate.” I snarled, “I don’t need an alliance with you, nor money and I certainly don’t need or want a MATE!”

And our youngest, Kael—fifteen, named for the brother I’d lost but with none of his cruelty—was somewhere in the forest, probably racing his cousins. ‎ ‎They were grown, or nearly so, and the world was theirs now. ‎ ‎But tonight was about legacy. ‎ ‎We walked down together, hand in hand, the way we had for decades. The great hall was packed—Moonshadow, Ironclaw, emissaries from packs across the continent, even a few human allies who had learned to live beside us in peace. Banners hung from the rafters: silver wolf on black for Moonshadow, gold claw on rust for Ironclaw, and the new banner we’d raised last year—a silver flame on deep blue, symbol of the light that had healed the world.

– Kurt says, losing his big smile. 11 top-of-the-range, black Mercedes vans with tinted windows stop at the border of Creek Pack. A man dressed in a black suit gets out of the car in front, and everyone else follows him. They were all dressed the same. Black jeans, and a black t-shirt with a golden and red symbol on the left side of the chest. The symbol was round. A perfect golden circle. Inside, there was a red wolf howling at the golden moon. Above, in golden letters, was written "Council" and below "Guardians".

They slowed down near the fountain at the garden’s edge, its stone basin was carved with wolves, and the water was sparkling as it caught the rays of the sun. Callum dismounted from his horse, offering Keira his hand, his hand was warm and strong. She slid from her horse. They had worn similar riding gear, a white shirt with black leather pants and white riding boots, their shirts had the new Moonclaw logo on them, they had gotten rid of the old one that stood for battles and war and had used a new one, the design was simple, it was a dove with an olive branch in its mouth, a logo that stood for peace.

For a long moment, the three of them just looked at me, the calm between their storms. Finally, Kane nodded. “We’ll plan both defense and strike.” When I stepped outside later, the sound of training filled the air, hundreds of warriors sparring in formation. The banners of every united pack flew side by side, no longer separate but woven together under one crest: the Moonclaw symbol, ringed in silver. For the first time, I saw hope reflected in their faces, not just fear and standing there, watching them, I realize this wasn’t just Kane’s fight anymore. It was ours.

I used to get a few updates about him from Ren and Rachel, but even they didn't hear much from him, except that he got a new Beta now. I kept myself occupied with the new trainer. While Madison was mean and relentless, Zoey was friendly but far more brutal. With platinum blonde hair and ocean blue eyes, she belonged to the White Warrior clan, a clan that doesn't have the mate concept. Their bloodline was notorious for the ruthless killers they were, not belonging to a pack or territory. Their wolves were as big as any Alpha's wolf.

I pushed forward, ripping through anything in my path, my movements sharp, brutal, efficient but it wasn’t still enough. They kept increasing. It was a never ending fight and I was left with only ten Warriors. That was when I noticed something on some of the attackers that were fighting in human form. The logo in their uniforms, even in the blur of the moment, I could recognise it. The Crescent Pack logo. My eyes widened in shock and confusion. What the…? That wasn’t possible. I lunged on one of them mid-attack, slamming him hard against the ground before shifting back and gripping his throat.

She was skipping and about to break apart the Tarantula's chest when an ostentatious voice stopped her. How dare you take our core monsters! "Stop it!" After four more allies appeared, it was a twenty-year-old man's voice. His vest is made of lizard skin and contrasts nicely with his black shirt. A specific Guild's logo was on his breast. Nawa and her friends can recognize a logo. Nawa muttered, "Top Five fighter group - Southern Alliance!" loudly. Continued

Fiona was about to deliver another punch but Neil held her wrist and pulled her up, behind him. “He’s from BlackWolf clan. Look at the tattoo on his wrist.” Everyone stepped back on hearing Neil’s words even before they could confirm his words. Just like he said, a Black Wolf symbol was adorned on the inner side of his left wrist. People all over the country knew what that symbol represents - The mafia clan ruling Cylantra for the past seven years after Golden Eagle clan. Hello cuties, How have you been? I am so excited to fill you with new content everyday. What do you think of the protagonists so far? Please share your opinions in the comment section and don't forget to leave your reviews.

The sleepy guardian left the room with his robe. Cai remained and picked out some clothes for him to wear. She wanted him to look dignified. She found a black tunic with gold trim and a matching belt. There was also some leather, chest armor with an eagle crescent on it. She thought that would look good since the eagle has been the universal symbol of the clans since the ending of the Clan Wars. In a basket were some black hose, which she examined next to the tunic to see if they matched. She gave her approval with a smile and placed everything on the bed. A pair of black boots completed the outfit. Cai wandered back to her room to prepare herself. She found two ladies waiting there for her.