Warrior Cats Oc Ideas Novels & Stories

“Ok our War cats are a crossbreed from our animals from Crustalia planet that made the trip with Earth’s feline creatures. They might look similar or act as the cats you know but they are not.” “For one they live longer and are bigger than average which is why you think Leo is part lion, but he isn’t. In fact, his parents are mostly cougar with lion on his mother side, but that is generations ago. After the first crossbreed thousands ago, most War cats are breed within.” My father paused as looked at me. I had questions and I think he was listening to them, as he picked back up.

were in battle with a large number of cats. They must have planned an ambush thinking the wolves would be caught in the traps. I didn’t want to run into the middle of the fight because I didn’t want to distract my mate so I made my way around the edge of the fight picking off cats as I went and making sure not to hurt any of the warriors in the process. Being a dragon I was able to fight and keep an eye on my mate. You could say I was a true multitasker. My magic was very strong. My Alpha mate was a fighter like none I have ever seen. His wolf Maxim was lethal using his teeth and claws to rip the cats apart. I was proud to have such a strong mate. Even covered in blood he was magnificent. H

Jared said. "A while," Kai repeated. "Well, I have a mate, so I wasn't alone for a while and I have a family," Jared said. "Really, that's interesting, no wonder there was a female scent in this room," Kai muttered. "Your mate, is she also a fighter?" Kai asked. "No, she handles decorations," Jared replied. "I would love to see her skill, maybe I could partner her up with Xylah," he commented. "Oh that would be too much of a favor and I don't think I will be able to pay such a favor," Jared says.

She said innocently, pointing at the dead deer. Jace chuckled, and I glanced at him beside me, glaring playfully and shaking my head at him to stop him from taunting his sister, which he immediately did before running away to join the other pups. I stood beside Catherine, one hand playing with her long black hair. "Catherine, one day, you will meet your own Alpha. Or he could be anybody — a beta, a gamma, a warrior, or an omega. It doesn’t matter, but he’s going to be yours. Just yours. And he will do things like this for you. So for now, let Mommy enjoy these things Daddy does for me."

"The white picket fence, a dog by the hearth, a baby crawling on the floor?" His voice lowers an octave. "Is this what you want, Marinah?" "I'm not sure." He kisses my nose. "I think you would be bored within a week. Maybe we can find a big furry devil dog to entertain your devil cat." His thumb rubs across my cheek. "When it comes to children, it's expected of us. Our children will be alpha Warriors." I wiggle a bit so he loosens his arms, but I don't pull away. "What if they want to be ordinary?"

If I wed a high society type, some asshole, I’ll be expected to pop out kids immediately and I could kiss my career good-bye. I continued to stare at my father, then dart my eyes to Leonard who looks smug as hell. “It’s already rigged isn’t it, there’s a certain one you both want me to pick,” I snap, crossing my arms. “No sweetheart, I swear. It will be a fair competition,” my dad replies. I snort at that. “We have made arrangements for Shadow Warriors to oversee security, ensure it is a fair competition and fight. One is a demon and telepath and two are shifters which will supply some muscle,” Leonard says, still with the grin of a liar.

> — Councilor Dren Valek, Voice of the Eastern Serpent Gasps rippled through the courtyard like a wave. The delta girl near the fountain whispered loudly enough for everyone to hear, “They’re escalating to the Greater Council? That’s… that’s *war* on precedent!” Her friend, an omega with braided hair, clutched her arm. “If they win, no omega chooses again. Ever.”

"Of course your hands can do that. The basket of fish pieces is right over there by the rock, I will show your eyes. But next time the moon is up, you need an adult warrior walking with your boots, okay?" "Why do I need a warrior?" "Because forest cats look real cute, but their inner spirit can be quite mischievous when they get scared." Stella guides the young boy back toward the main path, and only then does my brain realize my eyes have been staring at his face for a real long time. Maybe it is just a common thing among mated omegas, to feel a massive amount of curiosity about the specific wolf their alpha husband loves so much, to wonder what kind of beautiful spirit could make the great

I feel even more guilty and ashamed of my thoughts so I brush his hand away and look away, a heavy feeling still sitting on my chest. “The fourth warrior is my mate?" I hear Leonard mutter. I turn my eyes towards him instead of my concerned mate who is burning my back with his stare. “Well, it's just an assumption.” Sherry clears out. “Our Packs are the oldest Packs there are and the strongest of our territories. Aquatic has the first warrior, the Western Pack with the second warrior, Mystic with the third warrior and your Pack as well. All the more, your Pack has elders who can foresee the future, even if it's rare.” Arnold says.

He sneered as he looked at the warriors and me. "She would go to jail and nothing would happen. We would go to the war with other warriors of the werewolf kingdom and come back victorious. And besides, I have my brother Ken, who is also a warrior and a leader just like her as you said, and I believe he is going to win with his hundreds of thousands of warriors and not just a handful of a few hundred warriors like the Reapers." He sneered mockingly.