Warrior Cats Erin Hunter Books の小説・ストーリー

Power will change, Revenge will change But the only thing that will not change will be . . . The Resurrection of the Thunder wolf. Next book titled : Thunder wolf ( book 2)

“Alpha Damien, Hunter has arrived.” It’s Sierra. What a great timing. And I meant that sarcastically. Hunter is famously known as the best warrior trainer in all of the United States. When I was on my three-day vacation I realized that Catherine needs to develop her warrior skills so she could fulfill her role as the Luna of Blood Moon Pack. Furthermore, I figured she’d be able to use it to defend herself effectively in case I wasn't there to protect her. That would prevent any more problems in the near future.

Aside from being unusually long, they were curved, too—like the claws of a cat. “Stay here,” Mei said. “I’ll give a signal when it’s safe to follow.” Two guards were patrolling the corridor that followed the hallway. Mei took down the first guard by slashing through his neck with her claws before moving on to the second guard. She moved so swiftly and silently that the second guard didn’t even notice her before it was too late. As Jade watched, she couldn’t help but compare Mei to a hunting tiger—agile, quiet, and precise. “You’re really good,” Jade said in admiration right after Mei had made her tenth kill.

If they wanted to be hunters, they should have been born as normal wolves. As anger rolled off the white wolf, silence returned to the mountains. Soon, Erin stood across a few dilapidated buildings. This place was too dark and she did not like it. "Would you like to light a lamp inside?", she questioned Crystal. Before she could answer, however, the Wolf noticed a movement from across the river. Her fur stood on end and she snarled at the man that stood across the river. This was the Moonhunter territory. Narrowing her eyes, Erin snarled and was ready to attack when she noticed. The man stood alone and he did not attack. In fact, he seemed to be staring straight at her but was making no move

Cadmus Hunter is the male protagonist, in that case, who am I? I immediately grabbed a shiny shield from the guards and looked at my reflection. Red hair and green eyes. As soon as I saw that, I immediately muttered, "Ah. I'm doomed." The moment of realization sinks in. If I’m the character, Ernaline Lockheart, I am in deep trouble because I... was the Ernaline Lockheart, Erin was my nickname and the reason why I couldn't remember writing this character was because Erin died in the first five chapters of my book. Erin was a... side character who's going to die on her 18th birthday.

"Sis you are just eighteen, not eighty, in case you’ve forgotten." "Yes but emotionally, I'm ancient”, Erin quipped back as she headed for the door, while planning her route to the market through the pack grounds. The market was often a bit crowded with hunters returning from the hunt and vendors setting up their stalls. And Erin’s archenemy, Sienna and her cronies would be there, no doubt preening near the butcher's stand where the unmated warriors gathered. Her jaw tightened as she thought about Sienna who disliked her for no reason. She thought about the cutting remarks she’d received from her since they were eight. Erin took a deep breath to clear her thoughts and smoothen her expression

Irina I honestly couldn’t imagine the other packs taking a back seat to this war, but according to both councils … That was exactly what was about to happen. Sometimes you had to have war so you could have peace. When Hunter and I returned home, we informed the young man of what was about to happen and Hunter sent him back home.

And I would make sure Carter will be among them! Then a howl broke the silence of the night and with incredible speed, the two jumped and met in midair. Razorsharp Claws clashed as they reached for each other’s neck and I held my breath. Hunter had been in so many wars. He was a conqueror. He eliminated all his enemies and proved that his way to be the most powerful Alpha of this region. And just like how he won all his battles before, I knew he could do it again and I will make sure I will be by his side through all of it.

With each step we took closer to the village, the more I began to slip back into old Erin, the Erin who wouldn’t take shit from anyone, the Erin who knew no matter what was thrown at her, she’d be able to take them all on. But what I also had to channel about old Erin, her hated for the entire werewolf kind, that was certainly, an emotion I didn’t feel anymore but if I was going to get this job done, I had to try.

Changes happened twenty-seven years ago, which is also the year when Flint and Kasper were born. They also killed humans, but they only did it if they are harming them. They won't make a move first if humans won't attack them. The war between humans and werewolves happened because of that werewolf hunter. And Kasper and all the villagers believe that the peace in our village will only happen if they killed that hunter. Kasper stood up and begin to walk. But he stopped when someone bumped at him. "Oh! I'm sorry!" The lady said and start to pick up the books that fall on the ground. Kasper just help her pick up some of them.