Warrior Cats Tigerstar's Death Novels & Stories

However, Xander Faris knew that he must not fall at this time. He looked around. In the distance, the little girl named Lucy staggered and fell to the ground with a thud. It seemed that she had fainted, not died in battle. Further away, the white tiger following Caspian called Little Candy waved its claws and tore up the zombies rushing toward it with a roar. However, more zombies pounced on it like waves. After a while, another whistle was heard. More than a dozen zombies were thrown into the air, and White tiger took the opportunity to jump out of them.

Marcus refused to listen to my explanation. He threw Scarlett's death certificate at my head, screaming that I had let my best friend die on the operating table out of personal spite. Just as I was about to use my authority as Head Warrior to demand an autopsy investigation, Scarlett's parents finally arrived. I quickly told them everything that had happened. I thought they would help me uncover the truth. Instead, Scarlett's father pointed an accusing finger at me in front of Alpha Donovan: "That's a heavy scent of wolfsbane, Alpha! He was high during a rescue mission! You must exile him! This kind of warrior doesn't deserve to protect our pack!"

Families whispered among themselves. Servants looked ready to collapse. Every person gathered in Moonfang territory had come to witness the mating ceremony between the future Alpha and his fated mate. Everyone expected a celebration. No one expected a rejection. Least of all Damian Blackwood. Across from me stood the man who had once been the center of my universe. Tall. Powerful. Untouchable. The future Alpha of Moonfang. My fated mate. The man I had died protecting. The man who had admitted he never loved me.

I honestly didn't want to see death again. "I emptied the cartridge," Tiger whispered. "What?" I pulled back slightly, still with my hands linked, staring into his sad eyes, streaked with red veins. "If I fill it, I will target everyone I meet until I find you," he growled. The fine hairs twitched for a moment. The steeled-up resolve burst in bursts of terror and resignation. This horrible man will never let me go. Arthemisya, all this time, you kept this monster alone.

His death won’t be quick. “Oh no, you don’t, bitch.” Starling growls once I’m halfway through the shift; she storms past me with her hands raised in front of her. She stops in front of the witch who is no longer being pinned down by Connor’s wolf. My Beta’s wolf is whimpering as he stumbles back to his feet, the fur on his left flank singed and smoking like he was on fire just a few seconds ago.

He quickly walked to my bed and I got off, grateful for his sacrifice. “Your death won’t be in vain.” I put my hands together in the form of a prayer, hoping Taranis makes it out of this grave situation alive. He bravely fought the spider with his life and will not be forgotten for as long as I live. Well, he had just taken his other slipper and smacked the spider with it so it squashed with all of it’s legs flattened out against the floor.

"I heard you tried to touch her again and she stabbed you. I can see it in the way you are holding onto your chest. She will not come quietly. Yan Sha will slip away somewhere quietly where you'll never be able to find her again." "Wei, Jungpi, Yan . . . there are three that must fall. A cat is curious as to what is going on through the wall. I can lure the phoenixes and strange them in my wrist. Lion is only a bigger cat. The same tricks will get me the prize that I have been seeking for quite some time. If you doubt me, maybe you should stay here longer to recouperate."

But in the next second, a pack elder's voice thundered: "Prepare the funeral pyre. Let us pay our final respects to our fallen warrior, Sloane!" ... "Alpha, the battle at the border watchtower was a slaughter. Sloane is dead, a silver arrow through the heart! The survivors saw it with their own eyes." Killian crushed the crystal goblet in his hand, red wine dripping through his fingers. He sneered, "Sloane, defending a watchtower by herself? What a joke." "What did she offer you to turn my own warriors against me!"

Tiger cried. "That because of this". Kim yelled annoyingly as she stretched out the amulet which jingled in front of tiger as he tried getting hold of it but was denied, rather kim threw away the amulet which stick into tigers skin as he shouted on the piecing pains which sliced through him while his body melted and he vanished into the air. ****** The people mourned the death of alpha storm and he was given a befitting burial.

But because of that, Rash Tiger had been killed. “Ahhhh!!!” A hysterical cry was produced from Frowning Tiger’s throat. The man who had never lost his composure before was like a hungry beast that had lost its sense of reasoning. He got to the Resurrection Cat quickly, and lifted his swords to strike it. *Bang* *Bang* *Bang*