Warrior Cats Fallen Leaves Novels & Stories

he frowned. “Well, yeah. I was just testing if you were bluffing.” I said with a smile, to which he quirked an eyebrow while I responded with a shrug. “Any werewolves afraid of spiders?” I asked hopefully. “No!” everyone replied in unison, some shaking their heads. “Pity. I was hoping to catch someone screaming like a girl. I could record it and watch it on gloomy days so I wouldn’t feel miserable here.” “You feel miserable?” Kate asked, concerned.

I noticed a flash of movement from the treetops then there was smoke. Masked warriors dropped from the shadows. I recognized their sigils immediately. They were from the Thirteenth Claw. My heart sank. “They're here!” someone screamed. Wolves shifted midair. I could hear the sounds of bones cracking as they took their war forms. I didn’t hesitate. I grabbed a blade and moved forward. I sliced through the first attacker who lunged at a nearby elder. “Ferris!” I yelled, but he was already beside me. His eyes were pitch black with fury. His body was already half-shifted.

With no targets left, the zombies' noses twitched, scenting my direction. At that moment, my three cats that had been sleeping sprang awake. Leo's eyes opened fully. They were a luminous gold, cold and lethal, brimming with predatory intent. The cats stretched, their fluffy paws reaching forward, arching into a long, lazy stretch. Then, with a powerful push of their hind legs, they launched toward the zombies. Alarm bells rang in my head. I grabbed Leo and Luna, holding them down. "Don't rush, babies! They might not find us. If you run out there, it's suicide! This is the apocalypse—we play it safe first!"

I couldn't blink my eyes, I watched how his head fled to the other direction. Blood splattered everywhere, there's on his shirt, on the ground and some are on my face. I saw how his body collapsed on the ground. The place reeks on the smell of his blood. B-blood…. "You should've said the truth the first time I asked you." My eyes landed on the Alpha who's in front of us. He is holding a sword, its blade is shining in the middle of this dark forest despite the blood that covers it. The one who is wielding the sword is riding a big brown wolf. I couldn't see his face clearly, but there's one thing that I am sure of, this is the Alpha that everyone's fearing- that he is dangerous.

It was absolute pandemonium as mages and energy beast fell like autumn leaves, "Burn... Burn, Liu, Burn is down, cover me, I'm going after him." "No, you fool, he's lost. Protect Keema while she cast floodlight death song." "But." "No buts, no buts. He's lost. We can't save everyone, not in this situation." Leaf had to watch as his best friend's unconscious body fell lifelessly from the sky and having the air currents and shock waves turn it into bloody chunks of flesh. He quickly wiped the tears from his eyes to stop them distorting his vision, there was work to be done. He retreated and rested his back against Keema's, with a chop of his hand and sliced through three energy beasts charging

"Yes. You don't plan on starving again just to avoid us right? Okay Okay we won't put you in an hypothetical situation again. Just come with us." Monroe's begging softened Roy's mood. The gardener's of Amaryllis cleared the campus paths with gusto—occasionally asking students to steer to another side. Of course, for the Director to love trees more than anything, the campus grounds were found covered with aged leaves by the time Autumn passes. "Hey Hey! Isn't that Taylor Shaman?" Monroe pulled Ken excitedly and gestured at a boy not more than one seventy five centimeters tall—unique platinum golden hair and dressed very fashionably.

Dylan was in the ice cream parlor as made my way to him with Leo stiffly following behind me. "Leo!" I whined once again and he groaned, "These crutches are hurting me, can't you just carry me over there." "I'm not the one who decided to walk on glass I'm I?" he stated opening the door for me. Glaring at him, I let my inner drama queen out and let go of one of the crutches pretending it was an accident. Leo mumbled something I could catch before snaking his hand around my waist on the side where I dropped the crutch leading me to the nearest table and I glared at him. I didn't want him to do that, I was just teasing him, now he created a scene.

Winter. “I reject you—“ Red. Everything was red. His shirt, mine, the floor, and so were my hands. My mate’s eyes widened as the small silver blade slipped out of my grip. His veins bulged, mouth agape, trying to lunge at me like a wounded wolf he already was. “How dare you! How fucking dare you, Winter!” With a wounded chest, he struck at me. Both of us fell with a loud thud. He stayed on top, breathing hard while clenching my neck, trying to suck the life out of my body.

“I have fought in the first war, Alpha…I have experience.” “This is different…” “I still have more experience than all three of you combined,” Asher was about to argue, but Logan placed a hand on his shoulder and shook his head. “How many allies do we have?” Joseph demanded. “WillowCreek, BlueHounds, BlueMoon…” Noah said. “BlackWater…” Catalina responded, her eyes red with fury and tears as she finally turned to face us. She looked so enraged, all that pain she must have felt now transformed into anger.

The cat growled and lunged at him again, teeth bared, but the warrior stepped aside with fluid precision. “Woah! I think that cat’s overdue for a nap.” He said with a chuckle, glancing towards Lyra and motioning to the attacking animal. The wild cat flailed, its sharp teeth gnashing at his wrist, but he didn’t flinch. With a grunt, he swung the creature to the side with a force that sent it tumbling into the wet grass. The wild cat’s body flickered like a mirage for a moment, but it recovered quickly, spinning around and launching itself at the warrior once more, its body a blur of twisted motion.