Warrior Cats Name の小説・ストーリー

I tell him with all seriousness. I change and get outside to start working on the build and find that many of the warriors are there waiting for me and ready to help. I stand there confused, “What is going on?” I look at Austin. “Food is a great motivator, Luna.” One of the warriors said. “Alpha keeps talking about the pork shoulder sandwich you gave him and said you have skills.” He added. “What’s your name warrior?” I ask “David, Luna.” He replied, "The other four with us are Michael, Leo, Derick and Thomas.” He added.

Do I even know my name? “Honey, my name is Katrina and we’re all Shadow Warriors. You know what that means right,” she asks, sitting on the side of the bed and nodding. She’s got a thick accent that seems mysterious, sexy and intriguing. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever heard. I think anyhow. I nod when I do remember having learned about them in school. I kind of pictured them more like… police ninjas? Certainly not like her.

Traitor. His hand hovered over the edge of the box, fingers outstretched as he gave her a chance to object. When she didn’t, he gently brushed his fingertips over her head, then down her back in a soothing stroke. His voice dropped to a low murmur as he greeted each of the kittens, naming them like he was checking attendance. “Mochi,” he whispered with a soft touch to the sleek black one. “Nova,” he added as the orange tiger rolled over with a squeak.

Charlotte went together with the warriors and while they were climbing down the mountain of Gilgames, Nickolus is interviewing her. "By the way what is your name beautiful warrioress?" asked one of the warriors. "My name is Charlotte!" "I see," said the warrior who looked at Charlotte as if he was captivated by her exceptionally beautiful face. "Since you've introduced your name, there is no point of me not saying mine. I am Nickolus and I have been serving the kingdom of Alabama for almost a decade. The same goes with my fellow warriors. As a matter of fact, we have been in the same group since we joined this troop and we considered each one as a family!"

I straightened and motioned the head warrior over with one sharp finger. He came immediately, bowing slightly. "My Alpha." "Who is that one?" I asked, calmly, nodding towards the warrior who was already engaging another opponent without pause. The head warrior followed my gaze. Something flickered across his face, recognition perhaps even understanding but he answered without hesitation. "His name is Rowan, my Alpha." Rowan. The name settled heavily in my chest. I watched him for another moment as he fought, assessing not just his strength but his discipline. He didn't overextend.

CHAPTER 22 ~CALLUM’S POV~ “I am the backbone that gives the Blue Lily pack the courage to forge ahead in the face of our adversaries…” I am the blood that pumps the blood of vengeance and strength through the veins of our warriors… I am the bane of my enemies and the light of my people… “I am Regina Shepherd," the fucking queen of war, and when I say this raid isn't going to happen, then it wouldn't happen! Earth to Callum!

The warriors were stood in formation wearing their armour and weapons at the ready. The rogues were nearing us, walking as if they owned the very air they breathed with so much arrogance. I ran to the front of the line and stood by Dakota. On her right was Sam and on his was Layton. He stood so tall, so confident! On his right were a line of Alpha’s including Kye and seven hundred warriors behind us.

I would rather be called an Alpha if Dominic and I end up mated in the future—that’s if the Moon Goddess pairs us as each other’s second chance. For the next hour, the two of us enjoy the silence the office has to offer, chipping away at the cheesecake. Today, we are discussing which wolves are ready to become Hunters- and Trackers-in-training. We refer to these wolves as HITs and TITs, and honestly, I hated these nicknames. Since I begin training these wolves, both Hunters and Trackers have been training together, sharing their knowledge and working towards becoming stronger with new skills. It is why we have been debating on a new name for our wolves—Warriors. Dominic and Christian kept th

I look at Argos and the new wolves. “ How about I give you a name at least.” I said. I looked at the female and whisper don’t worry, this won’t hurt. I let my eyes glow until I get a name. Don’t ask me why I do it. I have never figured it out. But I can feel when someone is good and it helps me name them. “ You are a warrior, a protector. You need a name that suits that. I have got it. I will call you Myrina.” I said before I turned to the male. I looked into his eyes and I could see he was a proud warrior as well. “ And you sir I will call Ajax.” I nod to myself “ Yes, those names seem fitting for you two. Again I thank you for your help. And I’m glad you are safe.”

I watch him pass me and note the lettering on the back of his cut. Nightmare Warriors.