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said Eloy. He looked at his husbands who were glaring at him. But then Adharva said "If you try and win by cheating, chief Javiar, you and your clan will be burned down," said Adharva. Javiar seemed to have gained back some confidence. "He has only fought with warriors who have fought men, not animals. My warriors are the best there is. Not even the former head warrior of former Mahereya will be able to win against them," said Javiar.

“I saw you eat a rabbit on that eastern corridor.” Reaper to the east. Thank the Goddess. Now we just need to get eyes on Saint. I rub my eyes, feigning frustration, and send out a mindlink. “All units to base. Do not approach Council warriors.” “Is food all you two assholes think about?” I put my hands on my hips and snap at them. “We’re dealing with a serious situation.” “Sorry, Beta.” Marco shrugs. “You know Clash would rather have a short-tailed weasel. We couldn’t find any.”

And giving the cats control of the city was out of the question, because it would lead to the deaths of so any of my people. So in three long weeks, all that had really happened was fighting and arguing. There had been a few small skirmishes between wolves and cats over those few weeks, but luckily no fatalities. The other ruby Alphas on my side of the river were dealing with the safety and defense side of things while we tried to find Hazel. Jay was leading that group, and as far as he told me, there hadn’t been much of anything to worry about. Though the cats had declared war, they seemed hesitant to actually attack us. Probably because the wolves were on our side, and there were a shit-to

Warriors trained across the lower courtyards while staff rushed between buildings carrying supplies for the upcoming tournament. The event was already turning the palace upside down. Preparations flooded every hallway. Fighters arriving early. Arena inspections. Merchants setting up shops. Elders pretending they understood combat. Honestly, somebody needed to ban old politicians from giving warrior advice forever. One elder suggested “less violent matches” last year. At a fighting tournament. I still questioned how he survived this long. “You’re brooding again,” Onyx muttered lazily. I rolled my eyes. “I’m thinking.” “Dangerous activity for you,” Onyx smirked, clearly proud of himself.

When his gaze landed on her slender wrists and her coarse, defenseless gown, he let out a scoff of unbridled contempt. “Has every last member of the Silver Moon Clan lost their mind?” the scarred examiner snapped, tossing his quill down onto the table and leaning back in his chair. “This is the registration for the Warriors’ Tournament, not some playhouse for spoiled noble brats. You can’t even shift into a proper wolf form—what, you here to deliver your own corpse to the death division?” The burly men in line erupted into raucous, jeering laughter at once. “Run on home to your needle and thread, little girl!”

These exercises were not just physical; they tested their strategic thinking, their ability to collaborate, and their capacity for empathy. One such exercise involved a mock siege of a fortified position. Lyra divided the warriors into mixed teams, each team composed of both Silvermoon and ShadowClan members. The objective was to breach the defenses and capture the “enemy” flag. The exercise emphasized cooperation and communication, requiring the warriors to rely on each other’s expertise. The Silvermoon warriors, known for their disciplined assault tactics, had to coordinate their actions with the ShadowClan’s guerilla warfare style, learning to adapt their strategies to the unexpected. The

She tosses her head back, letting her red locks cascade behind her, as she laughs. “Oh look, we have an audience,” Kitty points out in a teasing tone, making Nikki blush and bury his face in her chest as she plays with his hair before jumping down. “Alpha Raven,” Kitty smiles, shaking her head at Nikki and running over to hug me. “Kitty it’s good to see you too, how are you and Nikki liking it here?” I question, noticing him standing on the front lawn where they were sparing as when we came out. “Blood Moon is incredible, a little dated in their views, but amazing. The training grounds are mind blowing and the warriors are so strong and well trained,” Kitty answers, bouncing on the balls of

I stated. "You will help me? Can you even fight?" She scrunched her nose, eyeing me up and down. "Ouch" Jia whispered. She knows my mate is insulting me, but I can't do anything about it. What she thinks? Am I a small kid? I can't fight? She doesn't know who I am. "Don't worry my people will help you we have the huge number of strong Warriors capable of taking down a huge army." Alpha said proudly.

I grabbed a hot chocolate and joined them. Lola "ah here’s our other new warrior" she said smiling Maisie "girls I’m so proud of you both your gonna smash it .and It'll be nice to know when we’re all tucked up in our beds, we have two of our finest girls patrolling the boarders". Dakota "Uhh, well we still have six months to go girls before we even know if we've passed and get to be official warriors" Maisie "well I already know you girls will kick ass and pass"

I follow Osiston down the hallway, Alpha Reggie behind me. “Each of our Warriors has their own room. We do not force you to share with somebody that you may or may not get along with. Unfortunately, the warrior brand does not hinder your personality and not everyone will always get along. All of our Warriors are highly competitive and some tend to take winning and losing very seriously, while others see it more as a game and for fun. You’ll figure out who the hotheads are and who is more laid back pretty quickly.”