Warrior Cats Naming Guide Novels & Stories

“Remember your names.” The black collars shattered. The forgotten tombs erupted with blue light. Scene 126: Warriors of the Deep Names filled the chamber. Not spoken by one voice. Thousands. They rolled across the stone in a rising wave. Talren of Moon Reef. Sera Vale of the Eastern Current. Mako Ren. Liora Stormhand. Packs erased from banners returned through sound. Symbols appeared across the warriors’ armour. Silver shells. White fins. Crescent waves. Wolves crowned with coral.

shouted Khalid, who was getting angry because he felt trapped by everyone's game in front of him. "It's not just us warriors," said Wang Ge, the warrior who was nicknamed the Asura Monk because of his strength he was ranked second after Swordsman Zou Fan. After Wang Ge said so, hundreds of swordsmen started to come out of their hiding places. chyou Chen started to grin, as the sensation of his heartbeat starting to race was getting stronger. "Is this going to be the end for me," thought Chyou Chen who started to feel a tremor in his legs.

I don't know if Asher knows I am aware of what Alex told me and I didn't want to overstep or get Alex in trouble for sharing information with me that he shouldn't have. 'They have levels for warriors here in Blood Moon. Elite, Diamond, Platinum and then training for your everyday wolves. They want to place us in our levels according to our skill sets and to ensure that Alpha Lance sent over his top warriors. I am counting on you all to perform at your peak levels and prove to Alpha Asher why Alpha Lance and Gamma Aaron chose you for this trip.'

Shifting is a nasty business, not to forget the pain. Being around family helps ease the pain just a little. Class 3 will be a choice going forward. Class 3 is for those wanting to continue becoming pack warriors or part of the Elite teams. Class four, which I belong to, is for those that want to specialize either in being Elite or Alpha/Luna Guards, and your training is determined based on your skill set levels. You can call Elite Warriors the Special Ops or Tactical team; only a few details of their training are; only Gamma Theo and his 2nd will know since they oversee those training sessions. Lastly, we have the Alpha/Luna Guards, which is self-explanatory but doesn't help. They specializ

she asked. Mateo frowned, “No, that’s weird. Plus, he should be taking my surname.” Veins protruded on her forehead in an instant, “How is it weird? And why can’t he have my surname?” Mateo grinned, “How about naming him after a warrior instead? Ingvar Katsaros.” “He should have my surname!” she disagreed. “No, it’s a fact that every child takes after the father’s surname.” “Then, I’m going to be the first one to change that rule!”

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

Werecats had a long history of deep respect and cared for the den as well as its eggs. The first question was what the familiar’s names were. The basilisk told him to refer to her as Lotus. She said she liked the name, and she would take it unless he had any objections. Stefan enjoyed how aggressive she was for a newborn. Their partnership would work well. Although Stefan would never have thought himself an Onyx Sage or that he would stand with a basilisk- a species thought extinct on Ludicium. Mimi was named a long time ago. But Blake had to name his pup. Stefan wasn’t sure which of the two came up with ‘Eriyumilai. ‘ But Lotus and Stefan agreed ‘blazing leaf’ was a ridiculous name for a wo

A few weeks later she was lying on their bed cradling him in her arms, ‘Damon was wrong’ She whispered to herself ‘You will be a strong Alpha like your Father’ She looked up as Lucas came into their room Hello beautiful’ He bent down and kissed her sitting on the bed he took the baby into his arms a look of purest love on his face ‘What shall we call him my little Wolf?’ Katya smiled at the picture they made and said softly, 'His name is Conri, Gaelic for the Wolf King’ Lucas laughed, Perfect, welcome Conri’

“You took out the Ninja? Damn dudette, mad props to you.” “Thanks . . . ” “Anyway, word is these cats call themselves the Marching Tides. I guess they see themselves as marching to turn the tides against T.H.E.M.” I may hate the bastards with every fiber of my being, but I must concede that ‘Marching Tides’ is definitely a cooler name than ‘Nick’s Minions’ as Jason and I have been referring to them up until now. “Well, they’ve pretty successfully dismantled T.H.E.M.’s operations,” I say, “so is it Mission: Accomplished for them?”

"I see rudeness runs in the Warrior's family." Rhychard's mother tilted her head to stare up at him. "Warrior? You make these little men call you Warrior? That's kind of…arrogant, isn't it?" Rhychard sighed as he set the casserole dish on the table. "Trust me, it wasn't something I wanted. I kind of got stuck with the title." "Hey, can ye be a wee bit quieter?" Drimzie called out from in front of the TV. "The gorilla has Gilligan in his clutches."