Warriors Cats Cartoon Novels & Stories

They looked broken, half-dead in the rain. Good thing I brought them home. That's what saved them. They stored energy, slept for years, kept evolving in this twisted timeline—and produced an even stronger next generation. They hid the glitches. To everyone else, they were just regular house cats. Until the apocalypse hit. Their powers rebooted. Same game. Different round. I'd barely finished processing that when noise flared outside. "Where are those cats? Hand them over!" Alan stood there with a crowd behind him. Three massive crocodiles sprawled at his feet.

“Papi, Spaghetti doesn’t wanna be held! He kicked me like a ninja!” I shut my laptop, leaned back, and tried not to smile. “Papiiiiii! Mama Mozzy stole my ball! Call the police! Or Batman!” Zane’s laugh floated up from the living room. “Ash, Batman doesn’t work on Sundays. He’s at the spa.” “What about Superman?” “He’s freelancing now. Not reliable. We should call Spiderman.” “He hates cats, Papi!” “Touché.” I closed my eyes for a second. God. My family was ridiculous. Even the stray cats had their own political alliances now.

Aside from being unusually long, they were curved, too—like the claws of a cat. “Stay here,” Mei said. “I’ll give a signal when it’s safe to follow.” Two guards were patrolling the corridor that followed the hallway. Mei took down the first guard by slashing through his neck with her claws before moving on to the second guard. She moved so swiftly and silently that the second guard didn’t even notice her before it was too late. As Jade watched, she couldn’t help but compare Mei to a hunting tiger—agile, quiet, and precise. “You’re really good,” Jade said in admiration right after Mei had made her tenth kill.

"Meanwhile what can I get you?" "No, it's alright. I'm fine." She told and turned to go outside. She was reversing her car when Liam entered the house crying. "Liam!" She called him. "Hey!" He sniffled looking at her. "What happened?" She got off the car and walked towards Liam who had stopped by the main gate. "They-- they took Pomy," he told her while crying bitterly. She knew Pomy was Liam's Persian cat. "Who?" "Big boys in the park. They-- they took Pomy to play but they were hurting her and when I asked them to give Pomy back to me they refused and laughed and said I should go back home."

I think I’d make one hell of a bodyguard for some rich human and could draw in so much money that it wouldn’t matter what hierarchy a pack has, money talks their hierarchy is bullshit. After my run I headed to the Canteen and ate breakfast, then headed to the obstacle course and ran it twice. Then I joined a few warriors on patrol. Stanley and Oscar were friendly, though both seemed somewhat reserved around me. “Are you scared I may tell the Alpha what you say?” Oscar chuckled, “no, not at all, I’ve been part of this pack for years, I’m an elite not a normal warrior.” I nodded, “so what is with the elite warriors, what makes you so special?”

“Ok our War cats are a crossbreed from our animals from Crustalia planet that made the trip with Earth’s feline creatures. They might look similar or act as the cats you know but they are not.” “For one they live longer and are bigger than average which is why you think Leo is part lion, but he isn’t. In fact, his parents are mostly cougar with lion on his mother side, but that is generations ago. After the first crossbreed thousands ago, most War cats are breed within.” My father paused as looked at me. I had questions and I think he was listening to them, as he picked back up.

“My little kitty, are you driving a sports car or an Ox Cart? Why so slow, Baby?” Evan taunted while looking at his little kitty who is trying her best to control speed within safe range. She forgot the fact that she is in the city of crime. Xarxe belongs to him. He is the rule here. Nothing can restrict her here except…

take control for the hunt he lead the warriors into the forest beyond the border of the pack after the cats. For me I was going after the first cat that tried to set a trap for us. One thing I knew about cat shifters was the fact that they are fast but arrogant and cocky. This would be easy and fun for me. I ran at full speed following the scent of the cat while feeling Maxim thru the bond he has with Reya. I followed the cat until his scent started to become really strong then I stopped and took in my surroundings looking for the trap he set for the wolves. I noticed on the ground there were large metal traps with teeth that would catch a wolf cutting into his leg and trapping him. The cat

- One of the girls shouts. - I want to go dancing! – shouts the other one, followed by the other. The two boys enter the building, and the girls keep dancing on the benches, to the music. Two warriors pass the door and look at them. The scent inhibitor protected the car, so the warriors think they were human. On the contrary, they smelled the wolf within the warriors. - Babes, nice asses! – One of the girls shouts to the warriors, who smile in response. Then they go on their way shaking their heads. Really, humans are crazy, they think.

They were upset from seeing their parents leave suddenly, and when they overheard the others saying that they were going to war, many of them began to cry. My story seemed to help, but since I only ever heard it once, overhearing an elder reciting it to Chris and Misty while I was doing chores, I had to fill in the blanks for most of it. And since the pups needed a fun distraction, the filled in bits just naturally came out silly. “How many Warriors are left,” I asked nervously. “Five,” Duncan reported, still bouncing around excitedly, but his face sobered quickly when he saw the worry in my face. “Why, what’s wrong?”