Warrior Cats Half Moon Novels & Stories

“Fine. Fifteen percent. I get to hear all calls and the offers being made. I won’t having you shortchange me.” “You believe I would do that to you?” “Yes. Without question. So, fifteen percent and I hear all calls. Do we have a deal?” “Fine.” He muttered. “Good. Now, who do you have in holding right now? Anyone of interest?” “No, but we keep being asked to get the Winter Moon’s Luna. She is a hard one though.” “That’s because she was a lead warrior. No one can defeat her. In fact, the only person to ever defeat her, and by pure luck, as I understand, was Alpha Jaxon.” I said.

I say through the open mind link. As one, the warriors shift, our clothes shredding like paper from our bodies and landing on the forest floor. Today, Hallowed Moon will meet the dreaded white wolf. They will see him in all his glory. The myth will become manifest. Some will live to tell the tale. Most probably won’t. “Attack,” I give the command. Our first wave moves swiftly, a coordinated assault on the perimeter guards. My warriors stream past me in a quiet, deadly wave. Landon’s border guards are young, inexperienced, and half-asleep after the full moon shift. It takes them a while to realise what’s going on, and by the time they do it’s already too late.

i say rubbing my stomach, and then i looked back ar her. “Your babies are completely fine, so are you. You will just need to be on bed rest for a while.” “Thank you so much for everything.” “Don't thank me, there are people who want to see you. We are the half moon pack, you have probably heard of us.” My mouth is wide open in shock, the half moon pack is the most powerful and richest of all packs. They all lived in Harmony and peace but whenever they declared war no one would survive them. Even the crescent pack with their arrogance feared them.

And he wasted no time and mounting an attack. “Prideful Sword: Wrath of the Half-Moon” Along with the humming of his swords and the shaking of the cave, the blades in Mane’s hands produced several sword lights which became one to produce a massive sword light that was a long as Silver’s arm yet as thin as a strand of Mane’s hair. Mane’s face grew pale after producing the sword light. It was clear that it took quite a toll to produce such an attack. Wrath of the Half-Moon was the strongest of the Prideful Sword series and was very draining. Added to the fact that it had to be made as big as the Monkey Queen to cause any real damage, it took a lot out of Mane to activate.

Adea Half Moon had been my home during my teens. I didn’t know the day I left with Gabe would be the last time. The sun had fully risen and lit up the sky. As I look out the windshield, my eyes lock on the territory in the distance. The layout for Half Moon was the opposite of Desert Moon. In Desert Moon, to get to the packhouse, you needed to drive through the territory and pass the city before you got on the road that would lead you to it.

With both men now so severely weakened, even a Great Martial Mentor Realm warrior could easily make short work of them. “Meow… Looks like they can’t move anymore… Meow…” Evil Moon sniggered wickedly, circling around both men as it surveyed them both. Then it stood upright like a human would and rubbed its paws together. With a peal of laughter, it squealed, “Beg for mercy, you humans! Or I’ll eat you both for dinner!” Ding Hao stared darkly at it. "Of all times, this lousy cat has to choose now to misbehave! Is this what it had learned during its time with Tianshu?!"

Josh is the 2nd top male warrior and Harley is the 10th top female warrior. My older sister Brooke was the 2nd top female warrior here which is a great achievement at 18 years old but she met her mate 3 weeks ago at the annual blue moon ball and moved to his pack 6 hours away to be with him. Calvin is the Alpha of the claw moon pack, he's 20 and seems like a really good Alpha and mate to my sister.

I’ll be coming for him tomorrow Jason can have another day off. As we are wiping down the mat I notice a group of men deep in discussion still hanging about, scars trail up their arms to their shirt sleeves. A handful even have them on their faces. They must be Blood Moon pack warriors. No one else has warriors that tall, large, and ruthless. Dad clears his throat and I get back to our task at hand and help him carry the mat inside. Once put away we head home. I wave goodbye to Hudson and Bailey and walk with dad.

She gave him one look, and then her eyes fell back on me. "First, I would like to tell you a story. It is about a warrior named Catalyn, the blessed. She was a blessing from the moon goddess herself; she was best at every single thing she did. The moon itself smiled at her, but there came a dreadful day. The Lycans attacked her pack while she was away hunting and slaughtered every one of her pack members, they were only a pack of fifty. She returned back to see what had befallen her people, the people she loved and could give her life for.

Lowering my arms I shouted that we were going to have another war. Scooting next to me Gavin grabbed my hand. “What did the Goddess tell you?” Looking at his concerned features I exhaled deeply and said, “My mother was offered the warrior Goddess position but refused and promised the Moon Goddess that I would be for her. I'm going to assume that is why she was so callous about her teaching about men to me and why she never explained what mates were,” I said sullenly and lowered my eyes from his before continuing, “The Moon Goddess told me that either I or Remy must become her warrior Goddess and remain mateless. I refused her. That's an unfair request!”