Warrior Cats Family Tree Novels & Stories

TYLER. I stood there and listened as Catherine’s whole family expressed their frustration over Maddox’s importance in Catherine’s life and how it triggered an old wound to be reopened. But despite their frustrations, there was one thing I was sure of: her family loved her more than the pain that Maddox and his clan caused them. Grandpa Theo, the rightful Alpha of the Dark Forest pack before it was taken over, apologized to me before he said his piece, and although it hurt, I understood him perfectly.

Giving her family shares so she could take them to a rival pack house was completely out of the question. Warner went straight to the business dens after his first shift, working under Father’s shadow for ten winters before touching the main ledger. Even if he isn't a brilliant alpha warrior, he has enough experience to keep the current territory safe from the neighboring packs. That is why Father lets him hold the power and ignores Mirelle’s whining. “Calm your heart, alpha,” Mother says, rubbing Father’s shoulder with a worried look. “They are just young pups. They don't know any better.”

And why his warriors would act like that around me. The first original Royal Family was the Galic family. They were Irish but they left Ireland in the 1400’s and moved to Europe. It was all about every member of the royal family. And the King and Queen at the time were considered the biggest and strongest wolves in the world. They also had 10 children. And there was a family tree. But after skimming through the book I noticed that there were several different family trees. So I just started from the beginning.

“Everyone else is okay, right?” “We just finished count on pups and warriors,” he says. “There are hundreds of us in the Royal pack and thankfully everyone is accounted for now. I just finished reuniting the last pup with her family. She was a little shaken up, but she’s brave.” I force a grin. “A young little warrior.” “Just like our children will be,” he says, those words sending a shockwave down my spine. “Just like their mother will be. You were very brave out there, my dear.”

"You could be very dangerous." "That's what Alba said. I don't want to be dangerous, but I don't want cats coming here and hurting anyone either. It seems I've adopted you as my family and I'll do whatever I can to protect you. If my mind can do that, then I'll use it." "I'm surrounded by warrior women. I thought Alba was bad. With the two of you, the other clans will be in trouble." "Explain clans to me. You are pack. The cats are pride. Where does clan come from?"

He might be the Lycan king, but here I was the Luna and my pack had not sworn any kind of loyalty to him. As soon as Oliver saw me, he rushed over and pulled me into his arms. He breathed in my scent before turning to greet my parents. We had been separated for only about a day, but it felt as if we had been away from each other for a lifetime! He clung tightly to my hand while explaining to my family what they had found out in the meantime. It didn’t seem as if the werecats wanted to declare war, but if this problem wasn’t nipped in the bud right away, it could eventually lead to a full-scale war.

“Anyway, back to the topic of your approachability. Based on what you’ve told me, the only werewolves who actually see and interact with you daily are the lead warriors and high-ranking members. How is that approachable?” I raised an eyebrow. He frowned deeply, thinking over my conclusion. The silence stretched as I resisted the urge to break it with a different question. “It hasn’t been easy for me,” he finally said, his voice clipped. “I had to take over the leadership when my parents were killed in a rogue attack.” “I’m really sorry about your parents.” I replied sincerely. He nodded, lips tight. “So how old are you?” I asked. He looked young. “I’m 24.”

I say, remembering her beautiful black coat when I first laid eyes on her after she had shifted. “Yes, she’s a wolf. But her mother had an affair with the Alpha of a pack that Andretti and his band of mangy mutts have now eradicated. Remember the Silver Sun Pack? Apparently, this witch was the Alpha's mate and when he claimed her, she fell pregnant. The Andrettis were at war with this pack and Sergio’s father killed the Alpha not soon after and took over his territory in DC.” Kon finishes. “Wait, you keep on saying was, does this mean that Caterina’s entire family are dead?” I ask, to which he nods.

Something I saw too much of, even before I spilled it with my own hands. The tapestry depicted a battle, wolves against cats. I thought I heard something where Black River was stolen from the werecats, and Blood Moon’s territories used to border the werecats until Black Moon stole land from them and claimed it as their own. With that kind of history, it wasn’t surprising that their descendants turned out to be as odious and entitled as they were. Ancient history, either way, and no way of telling what was actually true without being colored by hate and bias.

Upon hearing this, Sera felt the hairs of her arms shiver. "The clans are: Aurelius, the warriors. Cherish strength and military skills above all. His firstborn is Joshua Aurelius, someone who is gallant. It’s his first year at WolfPaws, they say he had some bullshit with his second family." "A quarrel? What kind?" - Sera wrote, wanting to know more. Kyria stopped for a few seconds, trying to remember the details. "A fight over something he did a few years ago for the Obiyoe, I don’t know what it was." - Her voice trembled at the last part. " But I know you don’t like each other."