Warrior Cats Memes / Funny Novels & Stories

“I mean it’s not your pet, right?” She stared at him, unsure how he could be cracking jokes in the face of this murder kittten. But all she could do was shake her head. Nope. Not her pet. “Good. Don’t want it getting awkward when I vanquish him.” He said, the corners of his lips wrinkling with amusement. Its glowing eyes narrowed. Turning to the warrior, it lunged toward him. Claws scraped leather. The cat growled and lunged at him again, teeth bared, but the warrior stepped aside with fluid precision.

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.

a warrior from the Silver Tiger Pack asked his companion openly, not bothering to lower his voice or hide the disdain in his tone. “Maybe they hid somewhere and managed to regroup here after being attracted by the holy light,” his companion replied casually. “Look carefully. All their members made it here alive,” another warrior from a nearby group pointed out in surprise. “What insane luck,” someone beside him commented enviously. “What rubbish luck?” a proud-looking warrior from the Red Moon Pack scoffed coldly. “If hiding like cowards counts as luck, then I rest my case.” Several warriors nearby laughed mockingly. “Maybe cowardice is a skill too,” another person added sarcastically, drawi

The neon sign outside “THE FULL MOON” bar flickered with a buzzing sound that usually meant a bulb was about to explode, but inside the air was a scent of cheap whiskey, expensive cigar smoke, and the musky pheromones of filthy restless werewolves. “My name is ROXY” I stood backstage, leaning against a peeling locker watching Jax, adjust his glittery thong in the mirror. Jax was my best friend. “Just a little here, and yup that’s it” He chuckled while dusting gold shimmers onto his pecs.

A clap, two claps, and three claps! I heard it from one corner and a particular wolf came out. He wasn't wearing any cloth. He was only wearing expandable shorts. I don't really recognise him but I have not really had a good relationship with all of them before so, he may be new or an old wolf, maybe even a Beta. But I'm about to find out. He giggled a little, the tempo of his giggles increased louder and faster until his laughter became hysterical. "Do I look like I'm cracking a joke to you?"

Warren sounded like a parent. “Fine,” Melanie Vandal said in mock anger. “I could sing.” “No, you can’t. I don’t want to hear a fractured song,” the smartphone flew from Warren's hand and he chose a video of his mother singing. “This got ten thousand views on Youtube,” Warren cleared his throat and read some of the comments, “Is your mom a comedian, if so I would pay to hear that act again. She knows the words right? My favorite is Chip the baby one more time.”

“I think good things, but boys are weird. They said humans can’t be warriors, but you is a warrior. So that don’t make sense. Then they said you beat Miss Greta and that don’t make sense either. Nobody beats Miss Greta.” “Well, let me set one thing straight. I did NOT beat Miss Greta, but I did get to work with her. She is a really great warrior so if she tells you to do something listen, cause she’s the best. But, I am a warrior and a human. I just have to work a little different that’s all. I can get hurt worse because I don’t heal as fast as you do.” “Oh, so can I tell Todd he was kinda wrong then?”

one of the warriors said. “No thanks. My mate has a great cock. Honestly, I was saying it’s not fair, because you guys are not coming anywhere near the queen.” The warriors were clearly bored. “Get the queen. Take this one to break her later.” They started advancing. Mel opened her arms and then clapped her hands. When she did, a sonic boom cracked from her hands, and the warriors were knocked on their asses. “Jordy, Iva, Jay baby, cover your ears and stay behind me.”

Aban was trying to calm Aliza who kept asking about Liam she was calling Liam loudly when Minahil said, "his cat, Pomy, was raped in front of him." "Oh my Lord," Aliza said loudly falling in Aban's voice who kept on throwing daggers at Minahil. "He is fine now, sweetheart," Minahil couldn't help but notice that Aban's tone was extremely soft while talking to his wife and he was holding her with extreme tenderness.

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.”