Warriors Cats Cake Novels & Stories

I offered the cat one of the treats and she took it right away, I handed Kitkat the second treat and helped her offer it to the baby cat, waiting to win the cat's trust, after a couple of minutes of waiting the cat showed off her whiskers first, we could tell she's orange, she had managed to run quickly that I didn't even make the colour or shape of it, but I knew she's tiny. The treat was too hard for the cat to fight for much longer, it finally came out, a fully orange tabby with black strips all over it, it looked like some kind of feline but I couldn't put my finger on it, maybe one of the animals that instincted with the radiation war? "What do you wanna name her?" I ask my baby, watchi

Goddess, we should do this more often. Ela and Ariel brought the cakes out and they both looked so good. Kate’s cake was very girly, with lots of flowers and her name in big letters. While Leia’s cake was Star War’s themed. Cyrus and April fought about the cake, but in the end April caved. Ela and Ariel had made it a beautiful cake though. I mindlinked everyone to gather around, so we could sing “happy birthday” and cut the cakes. We all sang together and Kate and Leia blew out the candles. Asher helped Kate blow out some of her candles, which Kate luckily didn’t mind.

“But beautiful.” “First time at such a grand gathering?” I nodded, not trusting myself to explain the truth which was awfully complicated. “Well, you simply must try the honey cakes,” Luna Catherine said, gesturing toward the elaborate breakfast spread. “They are a Blackthorn specialty.” As we talked, I noticed other wolves glancing our way with poorly concealed interest. Word had clearly spread about my arrival with Sylvester, and everyone was curious about the mysterious woman who had captured the attention of such a powerful Alpha. Most of them were in my marking ceremony with Kael so I’m sure they have a lot of questions to ask.

of course am in the mood to bake," I reply in embarrassment, I hated when my mind went ahead of itself. Rose shook her head and smirked at me. Luckily she did not poke into the matter any further. The three of us worked together, well Kate and I worked while Rose gave us updates about pack secrets, who was dating who, and who broke who's heart. Kate talked about her wolf Zita and how she felt complete since she appeared. She could never imagine life without her wolf even though she loved her mate Mark so much. Rose talked about her struggles getting pregnant and how happy she was for me and Drake. By the time we finished baking, we had different cookie flavors cooling on the rakes, scones, A

Perhaps not that night, but as soon as he felt more comfortable and let his guard down. Shortly after their exchange, four servants carried out a large layered cake, decorated with edible jewels made of colored sugar. The cake was four layers tall, and each layer was a unique flavor. Each flavor was one native to the kingdom of Treiaul: a tree nut flavor similar to almond, a fruit flavor like a cross between a coconut and a banana, a coffee flavor of specific beans only grown in their forests, and a liquor flavor made with mulled wine. They sliced the cake thinly and distributed each piece amongst the partygoers. She then leaned over to explain the different flavors to Hayward.

Tony said gruffly, then winked down at Gemma. “Please, guys. I just ate one of Mom’s cinnamon rolls,” Kyle groaned. “I bet you ate the middle one too, didn’t you?” Gemma teased. “Don’t worry, she made a whole cake pan.” “Good. The middle ones are my favorite ones.” “Too bad Dad ate the other one,” Kyle replied. Gemma let out an exaggerated groan and pretended to faint. “But I need that one," she whined. "It has the most frosting, and they’re never as done as the ones on the outside,”

She laughed, “Well it didn’t slip any of ours.” She went into the kitchen and brought out a big sheet cake with a black wolf in the center. It read, “Happy Birthday Zariah and Onyx.” I loved that she included my wolf in the message. I smiled, “Thank you so much. This is really sweet of you.” She handed a knife to me and I started slicing it. I gasped, “I love chocolate cake. Is that strawberries between the layers?” Grandma Izzy nodded, “Sure is. I made the whole thing from scratch.”

The electrical light fills the room, making us wince. “I baked it myself,” Catherine says, letting go of Raven’s hair as he leans closer to examine the cake. “I hope you’ll like it.” “Is there chocolate in it?” “Three kinds of it, yes.” He looks up and smiles at her. “Then I’ll like it.” “We’ll see in a minute,” she says. “But first, the presents! Would you sit there, please?” “Presents?” he says, emphasizing the last ‘s’, and gives me a somewhat flirtatious look as he moves to sit on the sofa. “As in ‘more than one’ kind of presents?...”