Warrior Cats Memes / Funny Novels & Stories

he stuck out his chin at the warriors. Fat Man Joe grinned at me. “Send them to me, we can make good money off them.” he said as he looked them up and down. “They will definitely bring in some new clientele.” Darius growled at him. “We are warriors, not male prostitutes. If that is what you’re suggesting.” The young wolves smirked at each other. Getting paid having sex didn’t sound to bad to them I saw the how the wheels turned in their heads. “Alright enough of that.” I clapped my hands together. “We have a war coming our way, gentlemen, thanks to Alexi.”

Below them, a sea of subordinates stood in suffocating silence. “The Wild Cat Crew has faced an influx of threats,” Armani’s voice sliced through the room like a blade. “And we do not tolerate weakness.” In the back of the hall, Riley leaned toward Skylar, her voice a jagged whisper. “Wait—this ‘crew’ is actually called the Wild Cats?” “Keep your voice down,” Skylar hissed, her eyes darting nervously. “And yes. It’s an honor.” Riley let out a sharp, mocking scoff. “An honor? It’s pathetic. It’s lame.”

A stupid smirk planted itself on Todd's face, and the thin thread that was my self-control snapped. I moved with the speed of light and landed a punch on his face. The smirk on his lips faded, and blood fell from his nose. The hall fell silent, and my heart pounded against my chest as anger ran through my veins. You said I was unfit to be a warrior; prove it.

He's going to tell everyone that this cat belongs to him! [Hahaha!]

“We will start light. Light. That word means nothing to me. I nod anyway. “Okay.” He studies my face for a second, like he is checking whether I will argue or panic or freeze. I do none of those things. I learned a long time ago that freezing only made things worse. Other warriors are already warming up. Some stretch. Some shift partially, letting claws extend and retract as casually as blinking. Their laughter carries across the field, relaxed, familiar. This is not how it used to sound.

My brow arched, “entertaining everyone with food?” Stanley chuckled, “and jokes, seems Warrior Rochelle is very funny.” I walked inside the aroma of different foods wafting through the air, Rochelle’s back was to me as I listened to what was being said. Warrior Joel spoke, “you’re feeling much better than last night?” She giggled, “yes, but I’m not sure how I felt last night.” She giggled, “only Alpha Christen could say how I felt.” All the warriors chuckled but fell silent as they seen me approaching.

The other was cheering his friends on since he was too little to jump. The warrior looked at me in horror, obviously not knowing what to do with so many pups clinging to him. I glared back with a “Don’t you dare ruin the game!” look, and he closed his eyes and sighed. Before I knew it, he cried out in defeat as he slowly knelt on the ground and rolled like he was beaten. Unfortunately, his cry of defeat alerted other warriors, who came running. Upon finding their fellow warrior had been “beaten” by several pups who were now climbing all over him to claim their “kill,” the warriors were cracking up laughing. Some laughed so hard that they fell to the ground, which only permitted the pups to p

The confident warrior then laugh as he continue to kick the lone one's back. Suddenly, a brave warrior stepped out to stop the chaos. "Stop that! Just because your rank is higher than him means your more superior. Remember, the number on your body doesn't represent who you are. Even if you have the highest number carved on your face, if your an idiot, you're still an idiot. Now leave. " The brave warrior spoke with a menacing look. The crowd of warriors muttered as this brave warrior stepped out. "Isn't that Rioka, rank 2? " A warrior asked.

"Meow?" The little cute cat woke up from the dream and turned her head to look at the young warrior with great dissatisfaction. "Meow... meow!" "A bunch of rubbish, get out before I change my mind!" Ding Hao's tone became strong and she sneered without looking back.

Quinn said, cursing. Quinn was our councill demon, he was millenniums old and there wasn’t much he couldn’t do. I shot my gaze at Fiona, the council witch, her eyes were white and she was shaking. I dashed to her and held her, she was freezing. After a few seconds she went limp in my arms. She was still alive but barely. “Isaac, immediately order ALL Warriors home, by my orders!” This motherfucker dared to come into MY HOUSE, MY HOUSE and pull this? My own warrior, going against, ME?! Against his brothers, against the council?!