Warrior Cats One Eye Novels & Stories

He said through gritted teeth. "You're too cocky." I said to him. My pack and the Moonlight pack joined forces and defeated the enemy. Arthur's left eye was pierced by my claw and it was dripping blood. His warriors protectively fled around him. I leapt onto a boulder and threw my head back with a triumphant growl.

I was now left with whatever leftovers each town had to offer. I wore my navy suit today, affixed with the High Moon crest. It was tailored to my broad, wide shoulders, and made my way through the village. The townspeople quickly moved out of my way and bowed in respect. Some tried not to stare at the gash under my eye. The battle took place years before. If the beast had been an inch higher, I would have lost my right eye. My dark obsidian eyes... The Goddess gave me these eyes to match my stoic face and furrowed brows. My hair was wild and unkept. I cared little what people thought of me and made no effort to hide my disdain.

As she squinted her eyes, she could see moisture, like oil, glistening all over his bare chest. The animal wrap-around skirt was taught around his waist and his legs showed the bearing of a warrior. His hair was long, flowing, and free. Perhaps his best features were his piercing eyes which had not left her face. It seemed he had been staring at her the same way she had been doing to him. From beside Germaine, Ennie sighed. "My lady, I can now understand why you could not wait to see your mate, he is sooo handsome and a warrior from his stance, and-"

The warriors try to calm him and lower him to the ground with said ropes, but it's only making him angrier. His eyes are yellow, primal. His fangs are sharp and purely white, dripping with blood. He stands taller than any wolf I'd ever seen in my life. His eyes rise to meet mine as he lets out a horrific howl that curdles my blood. 0o0o0o0o Cesar'S POV

He pauses, looking at me. “Lieutenant, this wolf has gone feral, it just attacked...” the grey-haired commander says. “It’s Thor!” I all but scream at them. “And I saw his eyes... he’s still in there!” The effect is instant on Edwardo, but no one else seems to understand. But Edwardo knows exactly whose wolf this is. Thor shifts at the sound of my scream. He starts to pace and growl, and the warriors drop into defensive positions. Out of the corner of my eye, I see one of them open a box and start preparing a gun, loading it with silver bullets.

That must be him, his eyes glaring at me as I tare apart his men 1 after the other and my men by my side will do anything to protect their Queen. More and more seem to be piling in and I know more of my warriors are coming too but I need them here intime. Powers have their limits with so many coming at once, then I hear the door crash. A rogue has pounced on a warrior knocking him clean through the door and they stumble down the steps. There is a wave of people flooding down, I am slashing as many as I can but nowhere near enough. Then silence, all the noise just stops. I move to the top of the stairs and fear overpowering me I look down, my love is incredible. The room is lit up with her ye

"I'm no Luna, just an ordinary warrior." "Hey," Eli gently lifted my chin, his expression firm yet reassuring. He was quite a handsome man with slight brown-blondish hair and kind hazel eyes. He had those lips that seemed like they were always stretched up in a smile. "If you were ordinary, you wouldn't be Asher's mate. And from what I've seen, you're anything but ordinary. You're the first female warrior here, Ivy. That's remarkable." I scoffed, feeling the weight of Eli's words. "You don't have to sugarcoat it."

I was always amazed by the size of Mason’s were-form, a large and powerful light yellow with darker brown spots panther. A fury of teeth and claws accompanied by growls and hisses filled the stadium air as the two werecats fought. The bloodiest battle there had been all day. I held my breath until finally, Mason’s cat had the warrior pinned on the ground. With his claws sunk deep into his side and the warrior lay still in a position of submission. The whistle blew indicating the match had ended. I ran up to him, grabbing a towel as I did and assessing his injuries. “Shit are you ok?” I asked while my hand automatically came up placing the towel over the bleeding claw marks left behind on his

The red eyes remained unyielding With cautious steps, I approached the source of the piercing gaze. The eyes belonged to a formidable adversary, a creature of the night. Its dark silhouette blended with the shadows, making it difficult to discern its full form. A formidable opponent, challenging me in my wolf form. Locked in a primal standoff, I could feel the tension crackling in the air. We were both creatures of instinct, driven by the desire to protect and survive. The eyes held a mysterious depth, a challenge that I was prepared to meet head-on.

Aside from being unusually long, they were curved, too—like the claws of a cat. “Stay here,” Mei said. “I’ll give a signal when it’s safe to follow.” Two guards were patrolling the corridor that followed the hallway. Mei took down the first guard by slashing through his neck with her claws before moving on to the second guard. She moved so swiftly and silently that the second guard didn’t even notice her before it was too late. As Jade watched, she couldn’t help but compare Mei to a hunting tiger—agile, quiet, and precise. “You’re really good,” Jade said in admiration right after Mei had made her tenth kill.