Warriors Cats Brightheart Novels & Stories

Long tables were filled with an array of food, representing the abundance we shared as a community. The day of the summit arrived, and as guests began to arrive, I could feel the energy in the air shift. Warriors from different packs entered the palace, each one bringing their unique spirit and strength. I greeted each leader with respect, welcoming them to our home. Among the attendees were Alpha Markus, who had warned us about the Black Faes, and Alpha Lila from the Western pack, known for her fierce loyalty and strategic mind.

“Be normal, lile without our wolf?” Her lips curved faintly. “Something like that.” He was silent for a long time, then said, “No. Normal never made fighters nor warriors .” Her heart skipped. “You think I’ll be one?” His eyes glinted gold in the fading light. “You already are.” Later that night, the pack held a small feast simple but joyful. A bonfire burned in the courtyard, wolves dancing and laughing around it. Selene stayed at the edge, watching quietly as the flames licked toward the stars.

She tilted her head, "Every werewolf has such an ability. But I don't have to listen to your racing heartbeat to know you're lying.” I snorted, chewing on the biscuit. It had a really good flavor, a mix of chocolate and honey. I stared back at the window and Andrew was still there, with the warriors and Rick standing by his side. There were two other men, who didn't look familiar to me. They addressed the warriors while Andrew and Rick watched. “There's nothing wrong with accepting how you feel about him," Cathryn advised and I turned to her again. “Maybe you're right, Cathryn. I can accept the way I feel about him, but many others won't.”

One of Brittany’s friend reasoned out. “But I’m not my mother.” Catherine shot back and Brittany and her friends started persuading Catherine to dance with them or have a demonstration at their ballet class. But as Catherine was about to reject, Chester appeared out of nowhere. “Hey guys.” Chester said with a cunning smile. “Uhm for correction; We’re not guys, we’re girls.” Brittany shot back and Chester’s brows were almost knit together as if he was confused. “Sorry, I thought you and your friends were guys.” Catherine and Lyra don’t get on where Chester got that statement from as Brittany and her friends doesn’t look like guys, especially, that their figure is in an almost perfect shape.

A cute voice asked. “Because she is the only female warrior of the Xenakis tribe, she’s the leader’s daughter!” The redheaded girl explained. “Woah!!!” They all exclaimed at the revelation. Apparently, most of them had neither seen nor heard of her before. The redheaded girl nodded in affirmation. “So I heard that Alpha Russe’s charm had made her infatuated with him.” She whispered again. “Eishh! Doesn’t she have her own mate? Or is she the legendary mate-less warrior from our history classes?” The fat boy commented with clear sarcasm in his voice.

No mother should have to endure the pain of losing a child. Her death had been brutal. Moon Fang had been quiet throughout the Pack Wars and the politics that came along with it. As followers of the old ways and the family of the Conduit it was their duty to not intervene unless instructed too by the Moon. The faith allowed them to miss the pettiness that the wars had started over. The wolves had lost the true reason for life and had lost their faith altogether, a recurring issue that had led to the unresolved issues that still plagued them.

The words slipped out more freely than he intended, startling even him. Padma’s lips curved in a faint smile, though her eyes never softened. “Power hides itself well. In trinkets. In bloodlines. Even in children left at fire stations.” She let the last words hang pointedly before taking a slow sip of tea. Her gaze held him when she lowered her cup. “Tigers are not mere animals in our tradition. They are the guardians of warriors, the ones who test the worth of those they protect. Some even say they choose their barer. Tell me, Kaplan—do you wear it, or does it wear you?”

I admit while rubbing my bump smoothing my shirt that rode up. “Congratulations on your pups, it’s not brave to do what’s right. I should have done more long ago and fought for the women of our pack, I’m stronger than most of our warriors. Alpha Lucas treats us like slaves and makes anyone who disagrees with him rogue without a second thought,” Kitty speaks with a sad nearly lost expression when I grab her hand and motioning for her to sit across from me.

One-Hundred Forty-One: Assessing the New Pack Brighton Ashton and I brought a few warriors, and we are assessing warriors of the new part of the pack. This is our second day here. So far, the Warriors have impressed me. They are conditioned well and seem to be very disciplined. The previous gamma showed us all the training levels and patrol rotations. So far, everything I have seen is quite impressive. We are currently in the training grounds watching the warriors train. They do have great training grounds.

but we can’t falter… WE NEED TO FIGHT” She sniffled and rubbed away her tears “Ok, come on let’s kill the fuckers” I nodded with a smile, and we ran back into the fight and just then I heard a loud roar and saw a throng of warriors approaching behind the rogues. There were so many of them and a smile rose on my face when I saw who was leading them... “Heath” I breathed out as he charged towards the rogues, he, Adeena, Trey and the rest of the warriors attacked them from behind and tore through them. I didn’t even know he would be here.