Warrior Cats Ideas Novels & Stories

"Not until you show me the list of that goddamn suitors of yours." So, since I was a Warrior girl, I hurried to the bedroom, almost to face her. He scolded me a few more times for running but I didn't give up. Fight must! Before I got dressed, I quickly picked up the name of my lovers and scrambled to type on the laptop. Huh! You thought I can't do it, huh! My cat is just looking at me boredly while I do that so I insulted him. "Hey, Tiger, Mommy won't be dry anymore after tonight!" I'm proud of him.

With one strike of his claws, he sent her fleeing back towards the other caves where more cats seemed to emerge from. How many cats are part of this Tribe? he wondered as he found himself facing yet another Tribe cat. The good news was, these cats were easy to deal with. Compared to fighting a fully trained warrior, they were nothing more than pushovers. Which left Flamestrike worried that he was getting in over his head, again.

"What if I want nothing but war and want to kill your Lord? What will you do?" Dimitri asked, a sinister smile making its way on his face. His smile made him look all the more evil and cunning and Cathal, for the first time after entering Hollis, did not feel afraid of him.

Me, Liam and Oliver We went to the same kinder garden, and same school and college, we have been together for a long time and our bond is not something others can break just like that. Alpha Liam and his pack are good with fighting, Alpha Oliver and his werecat pack are good with strategies. I look after the ruling and handling the council. And when we are at war both of their packs play a major role, Werecats plan the war strategy and my pack warriors and black panthers fight the war. All our three packs have a perfect harmony existing together as each other’s supporting system and backbones.

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.

ELARA "Others," I repeated, giving her a dead look. Was she going to play the mysterious card on me now or what? Not knowing my thoughts, Kate nodded, trailing the edge of one journal page with her fingers. "Those are my deepest thoughts after irrefutable evidence. I mean, why else? Don't forget, they want to build an army.” I shuddered at that. She continued, frowning. “Imagine hunting all the werewolves down and using them as the government's special superheroes. That could mean war from the common man.”

I don't like cats. "Are we starting the official Shadow Warrior Humane Society?" Beck asks from about ten feet away because he's smarter than he looks. If eyes could kill, he'd be laying out cold on the ground, and Missy would be widowed. "You have a mate too. I don't know why you're giving me a hard time," I say instead of removing his head. "That I do. Never knew life could be so... interesting." "I'm the one thinking rationally here. We can always eat the cats if food is scarce."

Now I know where. Warrior’s are usually the offspring of high ranking creatures. The firstborn always follow their parents, and the rest become warriors to feel useful. Especially for women, if they don’t find their mate when they’re of age, they’re considered disgraceful. “It was her choice,” he answers. I can see he’s telling the truth. I don’t think she has a mate, so becoming a warrior is her only option if she doesn’t want to be looked down upon as a failure.

My Dad might fancy such but I’m not my Dad. I noticed most of the Warriors were middle-aged he-wolves and she-wolves, but I also noticed some young adults, like me too. I could imagine they had started Combat classes at an early age and had done remarkably well in training for them to have been able to be Reignile Warriors at such a young age. So that basically meant every Warrior here was older than me by Combat rank. I hadn’t finished my combat classes, remember? It had been interrupted twice. Both times by the one and only Cayden.

I took Kate by the arm and we walked away to give them some privacy to make their decision. The warriors gathered in a huddle to talk it over who was going to spar with the Luna. Some of them wanted a female warrior to step up for sparring, the ones that had seen her fight the day before said that she was a good fighter, but they didn’t want to hurt her. Others wanted their strongest warrior to fight her to put her in place, there was no way a human could win against a wolf. One Warrior, who was quiet during the discussion, spoke up, “Alpha, how do we know you won’t step in if the fighting is not going her way?”