Warriors Cats Crowfeather Novels & Stories

Cesar's ears perk up instantly. The warrior waves the red flag. It's ours. And row by row, the warriors march down the hill. They are cold and they are freezing, but they are home. They are tired and weak, but they are home. They are sick and they are dying, but they are home. They are bloody but triumphant, and they are home. Cesar lifts his head to the sky and lets out a loud howl. It echoes through the forest and will live in the shells of our ears for the rest of our lives. I feel the tear slip down my cheek, one that crystallizes before it hits the ground.

the warrior that healed me began to chant, slow but steady. Soon enough, the other warriors joined in the chant, roaring and making strange wolf sounds with their voices. "Enough!!" I roared, silencing them in a single effort. "This is uncalled for, this....." I paused, pointing the knife on the dead lead warrior. "This form of mutiny in no way is accepted!! I am Alpha Rowan, and I'll rule as long as I live!! " Out of fear or reason, the warriors began to nod their heads in agreement.

I swear by my goddess Hel's name; I'd rather confront any monsters out there than be trapped here looking after these wimps. I was just about to say no when Carlo ordered me to join the doctors. Our job was to take care of the pups whose parents had died or were injured in battle. However, what I want is to join the Warriors line. witnessing his battles and standing by his side in the fight. But if I refuse his orders, it will only create a negative impression of me, and I have to keep his fondness for me. "I'll leave." Catrina's voice made me turn in her direction.

He would trust in himself to keep her happy and in his life, not some strange, mystical force. The golden-eyed warrior arrived from behind a tapestry that hid the way out. "So, dog, are you ready to fight?" "Anytime, kitty cat. Anytime." The tanned fellow laughed. "I am Chaob, and it is not me that is challenging you for the female." "Pity." "Yes, because my cousin is much bigger. Not quite as big as Acat, but close." "And Acat is?" "Carlie's other mate." "Other, as in two?"

The man uttered a high-pitched scream. “That was just a taste.” Kane said, casually as if discussing the weather. He drew back again, watching the man’s face intently. Joffrey sat on a crate, observing the scene, seemingly disinterested. The whip cracked again, this time drawing blood. I noticed one of the men had a tribal tattoo on his right arm. I went closer to inspect it. I recognized it as the mark of the Bloodlust Warriors, a Canadian pack. I grabbed the man by the hair, growling, “You are from the Bloodlust Warriors. Why are you here?”

A look of shame came across the faces of the warriors and the one who had spoken for them looked at me with regret in his eyes “Please forgive us, commander, we did not recognize you.” “Mason,” I greet the werecat who was one our best warriors back in MacTire. “It is good to see you, I did not realize you were still here with Tawny?” “I requested to stay with her, sir.” He said giving me a short bow. “Who are your friends?” He questions lifting a dark brow.

" I looked around and realised that the winds blowing made all the leaves surround me in a circular manner Like they were engulfing me to soothe me The water in the lake looked a lot more blue Like blue lights were being emitted by the water The old man passed me a reassuring smile "She is here son watching you....telling you she is here with you...." I found an unknown courage inside me and got up on my feet "Don't worry Ezra your mate is coming ....you can't die unless your wolf defeats me.....the thunder wolf may have power of thunder but I have power of love.."

“No, you can’t do this.” Commander Raja placed his second left hand on her shoulder. “Give up trying to reason with him, Katie,” he said. “He’s a warmonger. Warriors from old eras are filled with people like him. Something that you, Twenty-First Century folks, wouldn’t understand.” “Twenty-First Century, eh?” Cutler cast his glare at us. “So they’re newcomers.” “Not anymore,” our commander said. “They are now full-fledged braves who managed to go toe-to-toe with your officers.”

Before we get out of the pack, he tells me how my eyes need to be red before I could be accepted as the alpha and rule my pack, and in the meantime, Dante might return to ruling until that happens. IT'S BEEN THREE MONTH," after the whole incident, I just finished being crowned the alpha of the Dark Wand Pack. My eyes had glowed red while saving Mark from a close death call. It was one of his rough plays with Roman and Jared and if I hadn't come online, he would have fallen off the whole building. They forgot he could crawl and they still played with him as if he was still a month old. Mark had no resemblance to Xylah but rather he looked just like Roman which made it more believable. After t

They had fearless warriors and skilled wolves that were always ready to stake their lives for the pack and one of them was the beautiful young grey wolf with dark blue eyes named Althea. Althea was known throughout the kingdom as one of the fiercest werewolf warriors. She was fearless in battle, and her fighting skills were unmatched by any other warrior. She also had an unwavering loyalty to her pack. She had fought in many battles and had never once faltered in her duty to protect her pack and her Alpha. She was also known for her beauty, with her long, flowing hair and piercing blue eyes that seemed to glow in the moonlight. What made Althea truly special was her unwavering bravery in the