Warrior Cats Personality Generator Novels & Stories

Damn Cat shifter. Cat-shifters were almost similar to werewolves, they both had human bodies and can shift into their animal form, but Cat-shifters were known to be large wild felines with an uncanny ability to see hidden shadows where werewolves couldn’t since they went purely on instinct -they were just as dangerous as wolves, maybe even more. And it was a sin to Give them a proper name to call them by. So, he figured it out, Gary always said Jax was smart, but no one said anything about him being Charming. “I wouldn’t have to piss in the bushes if you didn’t show up during my mating season. vampire” I hissed.

"You're strong. It was as if you're not an omega at all. If it weren't for your scent, I could think you're a female beta warrior." Cathy giggled. "Well, I can't blame you if you think of me like that," Cathy said immediately, taking the comb. "I was born in a family full of alpha. Well, except for my mother, there was no other omega in the family. Not until I was born. I was raised to be strong and different from usual alpha. They want me to be able to defend myself, especially when I am in heat, so they strengthened my personality. I am a competitive person, so it was given for me to talk back to an alpha." "Oh, so that's why you're strong," Roxie said softly. He hesitated to smile. "I hop

I had asked Chance, our Shadow weretiger to join me since he was an excellent tracker. I trusted Chance and I knew he was a closet, hopeless romantic like me and River, even though he had the whole badboy, warrior persona going on. There weren’t a lot of tigers so he could really put out whatever kind of image he wanted. He had all kinds of different female shifters throwing themselves at him all the time. He’d actually dated a panther for some time but I guess it didn’t work out.

"What for? It's not like you've ever murdered an entire family for the mere purpose that it was for favor of your family. There are a lot of selfish people in this world who don't care for the welfare of the common people. Warlords like this are the people who I hate the most. A lot of them have tried to hide in the enemy of the Caiwong, the cowards who call themselves the Jungpi are these folks who have no morals." "I definitely agree." "And how many Jungpi have you met? A few maybe from your father's business dealings?" "Sure." "When we get some real war out here after the training has been completed. Your hatred of every single one of them will equal mine. I have yet to meet one whose opi

They to felt warm against his chest. He found her human hair fascinating. It did not grow in thick strings like his which all warriors wore braided. It grew in spiraled coils, was a bit bushy, but very intriguing. Viper gently pulled one and the way it sprang back to it’s original setting was captivating. Feeling the pure softness of it. He leaned back in order to dip his head. He slowly inhaled it. She subtle fragrance and he felt the female stiffen a bit. Viper let a low purr start within his stomach and it vibrated throughout his entire body.

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

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."

“You and I will fight like warriors. If you win, I'll tell you my goal. And if you lose, your life will be mine.” Ezra is not afraid because the other's goal is himself, but he also secretly thanks God because protecting Selena is simple as long as he could know the other's purpose. "Okay" Two black wolves with similar black fur, the most pronounced difference are their eyes. A pair of cold blue eyes clashed with a couple of fiery yellow eyes. A ferocious growl, sharp teeth. Their breaths were hot, and their heroic aura could not be underestimated. Ezra is not afraid because the other's goal is himself, but he also secretly thanks God because protecting Selena is simple as long as he could k

“Alright. I have to go piss off an evil villain and declare war, I guess.” “That’a girl. Bring on the war,” she yells out as I shake my head with laughter walking out the back door. I lean against the door, sighing heavily as I try to calm my pounding heart. Sucking in a deep breath, I straighten and pull my shoulders back. I am a warrior. Trained from a young age. Since my family, I am the largest wolf. I am powerful and determined. I will not let this psycho asshole keep me from my mate and threaten my pack. He may have thought I didn’t like him before, when he was simply Rafe’s best friend. Well, now, he will know just how much I loathe him and wish him dead.

"I'm just waiting for my uniform." Really? Will I actually get my own? My eyes lit up. When I was little, I admired warriors in their uniforms. They always looked fearless... powerful... For one second, excitement bloomed inside me, then my gaze drifted down to my body. The excitement vanished. Unfortunately... it wasn't made for Empty Belly. My wolf immediately growled. ‘Stop calling yourself that, dumbass. You'll look amazing’ A laugh escaped before I could stop it. I covered my mouth. "She actually called me dumbass..."