Warriors Cat Meme Novels & Stories

Yet, he met such an arrogant one. His lips twitched as a cold glint flashed in his eyes. Fane laughed as he was already used to seeing those looks. He continued, "You warriors from second-grade worlds sure love to leave marks on your clothes to show off how special you are. Golden Continent's warriors leave a dark gold pattern, while warriors from the Sacred Water Continent always leave blue clouds. That's how you recognized that I'm from a third-grade world.

As soon as I joined my mate and his team, Alpha River said teasingly; "I’m both frightened and aroused" Chuckling softly, I said" you should be. I'm no body's bitch. You fuck with me, I screw you over. Simple" "Well I want to fuck you and screw you so hard" Alpha River whispered huskily into my ears to which I pretended not to have heard causing him to burst into laughter "I like you already" Jeremiah said "Me too" the other warriors chorused whiles Matthews nodded with a small smile I turned to Alpha River's mum and pulled her into a hug which surprised her and everyone around.

:Warrior, you said you had another such vision earlier. Rhychard nodded as he told them about the incident at his parents' house. "That one was real enough to singe my fingertips." He held out his hands for their inspection. Tryna slid off the table, took his fingers in her tiny hands, and inspected them as if she were a doctor. "You really should have had Kree treat these burns when they first occurred. That is part of the reason cosheys bond with Warriors, remember? Their healing powers help keep you alive."

“Sorry! I didn’t see you!” But I see him. Golden curls. Big eyes. Freckles just like mine. A tooth is missing in the front. His cheeks flushed from play. Leo. My son. I swallow hard, blinking back the sudden sting in my eyes. Don’t cry. You can't scare him away. “It’s okay,” I murmur, my voice a broken whisper. He grins, looking over my armor and heavy coat. “You’re a warrior? That’s so cool! I’ve never seen a girl warrior before.”

I let out a sigh of relief; it was just a joke. My mate is known for being a notorious Alpha, feared and respected by many. He's a natural leader, and his presence commands attention. So, those warriors who didn't know him were feeling uncomfortable around him, and after his joke, I saw the relief on the faces of some of the warriors. They realized that Logan was not just a ruthless warrior but also a fun-loving person who could make jokes and laugh with his pack. But I knew that Logan's words had a deeper meaning. His stepmom was a cruel woman who had mistreated him and his siblings when they were young.

The confident warrior then laugh as he continue to kick the lone one's back. Suddenly, a brave warrior stepped out to stop the chaos. "Stop that! Just because your rank is higher than him means your more superior. Remember, the number on your body doesn't represent who you are. Even if you have the highest number carved on your face, if your an idiot, you're still an idiot. Now leave. " The brave warrior spoke with a menacing look. The crowd of warriors muttered as this brave warrior stepped out. "Isn't that Rioka, rank 2? " A warrior asked.

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Masks cover their faces, and they are yelling and stringing bows to shoot at him. As I glimpse down, it becomes impossible to hold back my laughter. Hundreds of cat people come out through the bushes, yelling weird things and throwing their spears at Azrael's feet. The cat people are wearing leaves for skirts, and the females got coconut shells covering their breasts. Tattoos mark their arms, and their tails are swooshing through the air. "They are kinda cute," I admit. "Can we keep one?" The angel steps around, sighing loudly when the cat warriors scramble to get away from him. They yell something in a foreign language, and more feathered arrows pierce his skin.

“Mamma, why doesn’t Miss Marion’s daughter wear a patch?” My eyes snap open, looking for the child whose voice was clear enough to be in this pool with me, but I’m still alone. That must have been from someone up on the hill. I slowly relax against the edge of the pool, deciding not to try that again for now, even though I’d like an answer to the same question. All the other Sun Warriors have matching patches of a bow and arrow against a sun sewn onto their jackets. Like the one Owen and I accidentally found in the secret tunnel.

Smirking, I gave each of them a meaningful smirk as I taunted, “A good warrior questions only what matters on the battlefield and not whispers in the wind like some gossip-addicted teenagers.” Triggered, they stood up, one asking, “What do you mean by that?” I took a bite from the barbeque stick and shook my head, thinking, “As a warrior, shouldn’t they be smarter than this?” I wanted to taunt them further, but I knew better than to act the role Glenda wanted me to be in. One of the warriors in the other group stood up and joined us. He was buff and had tattoos on his arm. He looked straight into me without hesitation or fear, his arrogance vividly reeking on his face.