Romans & histoires Warrior Cats

I didn’t move a muscle as I looked from her to the big cat. I had met him earlier in the week and learned that he wasn’t like the other War cats. In fact, he didn’t have a handler, as he refused to submit to anyone but my father. That’s why he was made a War Cat of the castle, as he was very good at recognizing who was welcomed and who needed to be watched. That’s how Lucinda explained him to me before telling me his name.

I swear by my goddess Hel's name; I'd rather confront any monsters out there than be trapped here looking after these wimps. I was just about to say no when Carlo ordered me to join the doctors. Our job was to take care of the pups whose parents had died or were injured in battle. However, what I want is to join the Warriors line. witnessing his battles and standing by his side in the fight. But if I refuse his orders, it will only create a negative impression of me, and I have to keep his fondness for me. "I'll leave." Catrina's voice made me turn in her direction.

So, for six months they have been plotting and waiting but we still didn’t know when to expect the attack. All the new warriors and Alphas were asked to keep hidden away from the boarders so the rogues couldn’t catch on to the help we had enlisted. We already had three Alphas staying with us and they had each bought 100- 150 warriors. Two of the Alphas were seething for blood from the Maven family for the issues and problems they had inflicted on each of the packs while they had been living there and all the other Alphas from seven different packs had sent us over 100 rogues each. They didn’t have a personal vendetta against the family but when they heard news of their treachery and deceit a

I'm made of sharp edges and vengeance, and I will not crumble. "Eleven years. You should be more informed," I snap. It's a foolish mistake to irritate a Warrior, but I'm tired of being undermined and treated as a disposable toy. He clenches his fists. He's the perfect impersonation of danger, and for the first time, I wonder who exactly I'm dealing with here. "Careful," the word barely escapes his gritted teeth. "We're done here. I will only answer to your Alpha," my voice comes out cold and detached.

“I know you’re her mate, but you want to take her back to Snow Creek so soon?” Jaedon nodded. “I fear a war is starting.” My mother looked down at her hands, where she was turning her wedding ring on her finger. “You’re right.” I was confused. Mother continued. “When your father and I married, there were many threats made to us. However, Alpha of Snow Creek and Alphas of many other packs were our allies or just indifferent. This was the first marriage they had seen of an Alpha and an original. No one was as upset as they are now. When we married, there weren’t too many daughters of Alphas that your father could choose and I was his destined mate for a reason. People were angry, but it was wh

Vee dropped one of her swords. Killian couldn’t wait any longer. He let go of the rope and launched himself towards the ground. As he fell, he shifted, the power rippled up his spine. He landed hard on all four and took off at a sprint just as Vee fell to her knees. The Werecat landed a hard blow to Vee’s head and she collapsed. The cat had its jaws just inches from Vee’s throat when Killian tackled the beast and they went rolling sideways. They were maw to maw as the warriors started raining down above them. The Shifters started to fall back as the warriors began cutting them down in huge swatches.

“Because from this day forward, they’ll see you as what you are.” “What’s that?” “My Luna. Their Luna.” I hesitated, then smiled against his shirt. “Then you better start preparing them. Because I’m not exactly the soft, smiling kind of leader.” He pulled back just enough to tilt my chin up. “Good. Because I didn’t fall in love with soft and smiling. I fell in love with a warrior.” “A blind warrior.” “A warrior who sees more than anyone else.” I bit my lip. “You’re going to make me cry.”

Snarls and growls filled the air as we clashed with them, our warriors meeting their attack head-on. I dove into the fight, my claws slashing through the first wolf that lunged at me. Beside me, Axel moved with precision, his blade striking with deadly accuracy. My dad held the line, his commands cutting through the chaos like a whip. Our warriors rallied around him, their movements sharp and coordinated. A rogue wolf lunged at me from the side, his teeth bared. I spun, delivering a powerful kick to his chest that sent him sprawling. Before he could recover, I leapt onto him, my claws sinking into his side.

The cat growled and lunged at him again, teeth bared, but the warrior stepped aside with fluid precision. “Woah! I think that cat’s overdue for a nap.” He said with a chuckle, glancing towards Lyra and motioning to the attacking animal. The wild cat flailed, its sharp teeth gnashing at his wrist, but he didn’t flinch. With a grunt, he swung the creature to the side with a force that sent it tumbling into the wet grass. The wild cat’s body flickered like a mirage for a moment, but it recovered quickly, spinning around and launching itself at the warrior once more, its body a blur of twisted motion.

TAWNY 4 MONTHS EARLIER For weeks we trained the Cambiador warriors. Taking a page out of MacTire’s book and splitting the warriors into five groups. Alpha, Beta, and Delta platoons. The other two platoons were named Gamma divisions. They were the warriors that would stay behind and protect the Kingdom’s capital. Then there were the new recruits, the younger werecats - the Zeta team. It was their job to act as enforcers in emergencies until they came of age or moved up to the gamma divisions.