Warrior Cats Naming Guide Novelas e Histórias

“You give off strong ‘pretends' he doesn't like cats but secretly has a 'favorite’ energy.” “I don’t even like cats.” “You do,” Jamie says, way too confidently. Hanna nods, dead serious. “And you’d name it something very proper. Like… Winston.” Grayson blinks at her. “Why Winston?” She shrugs. “It feels right.” Jamie loses it, laughing. “Winston Knight. That’s it. That’s the cat.” I laugh with him, nearly spilling my drink. “Stop, I can actually see it.” Grayson shakes his head, but there’s no real resistance in it. “You’re all ridiculous.”

‘His Highness won't throw it on the streets? “I brought your cat because I thought you would be lonely,” replied Illarion as he closed his book, then tugged at the nape of the fat black cat that had just emerged from hiding. It turned out that the cat had been placed under Illarion's chair all this time. "Why did you name it like that?" asked Illarion, stroking the cat now on his lap. "Because he's a cheerful cat. Illarion means cheerful," answered Amanda enthusiastically with sparkling eyes.

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.”

“If I say your name, please line up next to me.” Even though he said it was in no particular order, Morrigan noticed that he started with lower-ranking wolves first. Morrigan gives an encouraging ‘whoop!’ when Kaya’s name is called. As he reaches the higher ranking wolves, she isn’t surprised to hear Amira and Erwin’s names. “...and, last but not least, Morrigan, Ander, and Innik.” Morrigan’s jaw nearly drops to the ground, but Ander gently grabs her arm and helps her rise to her feet. She attempts to compose herself as Ander leads her to the line of other warriors, all facing the Guard and the Summit Keepers.

And somehow I agreed with her. Love was bullshit. “So, what did you find out?” I asked. Ruby shifted on her chair and folded her arms. “The tattoo you showed me was a pack sigil alright,” she said. “It belongs to a pack named Mystic Warriors.” “That I know. What else?” “Well, this is one of the most ancient packs to have ever existed. And when I say ancient, I mean ancient. It’s said that of all the packs that the Moon Goddess created, Mystic Warriors was one of them. This pack is a warrior pack and the first ever Alpha was named Achilleus. He was the greatest warrior to have existed in our entire history. All members, true blood of the Mystic Warriors pack were born with incredible strength

“Ms. Tanis does her best, but they don’t want us learning the truth. It seems like the principal wants us to all join in and torment Kat. That’s not right. It isn’t her fault she doesn’t have a shifting form.” Uncle Monty patted my head. “I’m glad I raised the two of you to be leaders. Rei, you’ll most likely join the lion clan, but Ari, you’ll be with us tigers. Both cats are regal and forthcoming. We are top of the hierarchy when it comes to predators.” Aunt Lavender came in at that moment. “I see my three loves are getting along. I take it you gave them the riot act for what they said to Celia?”

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.

Henry said. “Well, it looks like you made your choice to leave this pack and never return,” the alpha commanded. Thomas looked at Sam and the healthy pups they had. “So, have you decided what to name them yet Sam?” he asked “Not yet, but I'm still thinking about it,” Sam replied. “I was thinking maybe for the brown furred male we could name him William, the grey and silver furred female I was thinking Claire, and the last one that looks like both of us Clarence. You did a wonderful job and brought two males and a female into the world.”

He was such a brute! “Sure, let me go get some from the kitchen,” Mindy smiled. Saoirse’s eyes lit up. “I am going to name him Taco,” she declared. Mindy laughed at the silly girl. It was as if she momentarily forgot about her situation in this house. She wondered if Alex was falling for her. “That’s a weird name for a cat, Miss Saoirse,” she shook her head.

“No. Our son is not being named after a battle cry.” He sighed, clearly disappointed. “Fine.” We continued down the corridor, where a group of warriors paused mid-conversation to watch us pass. One of them—Peter, a towering wall of muscle—crossed his arms over his chest. “So, Alpha,” he said with a grin, “..are we naming the pup after one of your legendary scowls?” “Maybe,” I quipped before Hans could answer. “He’s already inherited it, after all.” Peter let out a bark of laughter, clearly pleased. “Can’t wait to hear it officially.”