Warrior Cats Medicine Cats Novels & Stories

~Hunter’s Point of View~ I was enjoying my nice, quiet day off soaking in my huge tub. It had been a long week and my brothers and I rotated being on active duty and on call. I was aching for my week off. They were few and far between anymore since it seemed like everyday someone else was being a menace, being difficult. My brothers and I were Shadow Warriors, a coalition of various supernatural beings that keep the peace between each other and between our own kind. It’s a damn hard job, but someone has to do it.

So we fought together, each of our kingdoms coming together to face off against the Vampires, witches and freaks who would rather see the world burn than to accept that we had already won this war. At some point during the battle I was pulled away into the caves of the ocean where I could hear the Atlantian princess wailing. I was surprised as I watched a vampire coming at me with super inhuman speed before a large black cat came leaping from a connecting cage to tackle it into the wall before ripping its throat out. I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face knowing that the werecats had come to the rescue of the Atlantians in their time of need.

Cat I stirred awake in an uncomfortable bed and started to open my eyes. I tried to open my eyes and squeezed them shut because the light where I was at was blinding. I whimpered in discomfort as my head started pounding with a headache and the light made it so much worse. I wiggled in the bed that I was in and felt something pull at my skin and I hissed in pain. Suddenly, I felt sparks on my skin starting at my hand and traveling up my arm, then I heard Owen’s voice softly telling me, “Cat, it’s ok. You’re at the hospital at Medicine Rock.”

Desiree shifted on the couch. “What’s going on?” Warren asked. I looked down at Milo, then up at her—the only other person who’d been home. The one who wanted the cat gone since day one. “What the hell did you do to my cat!?” I snapped, my voice sharp with panic. Desiree tilted her head with feigned confusion. “Me? Why would I hurt your cat?” Warren stepped closer, alarmed. “What happened to him?” “He’s coughing up blood, Warren!” I shouted, barely able to hold back the tears. “The only person who’d ever hurt him—is her!”

The faint amber liquid moved steadily down the tube towards my veins, adding a dull warmth to the cool pulse in my arm. When he was satisfied, he maneuvered to grab a small pile of boxes from the case he brought in. "Alpha Derek obtained these recently," he explained, setting them carefully on the bedside table. The sleek packaging glinted faintly under the light. "They’re specialized medicines from the European packs. To help alleviate pain associated with advanced wolf heart failure." I blinked up at him, stunned. My hands hovered faintly over the neatly stacked boxes. Most packs wouldn’t have access to this kind of treatment—it was rare, expensive, and meticulously crafted for bloodlines

"Your highness please punish me. I should have tried the tea before handing it to you." Ning Ren was unmoved, "Summon a doctor. Summon our doctor that usually comes if someone is trying to poison me." He cocked his head to the side. "Tell my little cat to not drink any of the tea and get her some milk. She's been gaining back the weight she lost from being with the traffickers but it's not enough still." "Your highness, I--"

Something in the back of her mind told her that the same thing could have easily happened to her if she was born a rogue. "Medicine cats are not bound by the warrior code like the rest of the Clan," her mentor reminded her with a pointed look. Ravenpaw just stared at him incredulously when he nosed through a pile of marigold and crushed the leaves into a poultice. "And this kit has suffered from numerous injuries at the claws of another rogue… we are not going to condemn her just because of her heritage."

I said accepting my drink from RJ and the fact that I couldn’t talk with Crispin at this moment. “Yes, we were, so I’ll start with Leo and move onto Lucy and then we need to talk about your appearance at court next week.” My dad says after putting his half-empty glass down. “Ok our War cats are a crossbreed from our animals from Crustalia planet that made the trip with Earth’s feline creatures. They might look similar or act as the cats you know but they are not.”

I was always amazed by the size of Mason’s were-form, a large and powerful light yellow with darker brown spots panther. A fury of teeth and claws accompanied by growls and hisses filled the stadium air as the two werecats fought. The bloodiest battle there had been all day. I held my breath until finally, Mason’s cat had the warrior pinned on the ground. With his claws sunk deep into his side and the warrior lay still in a position of submission. The whistle blew indicating the match had ended. I ran up to him, grabbing a towel as I did and assessing his injuries. “Shit are you ok?” I asked while my hand automatically came up placing the towel over the bleeding claw marks left behind on his

asked Sumico a bit anxiously. Miss Kitty smiled gently and asked again, “What makes you think that, Sumico?” “Yeah, the upcoming possible war between Ocean Blue Land and West Medicine Land, Miss Kitty... What we’re all most afraid of is that shit and annoying red orpiment. West Medicine Land have their ability to carry the red orpiment in their bodies and use it as their deadliest weapon. I’m extremely worried that... worried that...” Sumico really couldn’t finish her statement. Having heard that, King Alexander and Queen Miranda could merely stare at each other again and subsequently sniff in their quite long breaths.