Warriors Cats Forum Novels & Stories

the cat Beastman said and slowly explained what High and Unique Rankers were. “1 Star to 2 Star Warriors are called Scrubs while 3 Star and 4 Star warriors are referred to as Broilers. Starting from 5 Stars, Beastmen are sorted out a bit differently. 5 Star Beastmen are called High Stars while 6 Stars are referred to as Unique Stars. As for 7 Stars, they are called Crowns.”

By the time she’s done, everyone has arrived. I call my wolves to order, and along with my two advisors and Willow, get on the raised platform to address them. There are seventy in attendance. I probably need at least a hundred more, but this is what I can manage for today. I will send them to the biggest territories first. “Settle down,” I bark. These wolves are warriors. Unlike the household Omegas, they’re excited about the war and anxious to get going. A quiet settles over the group. I nod, take out the oath box and put it on the council table next to the scissors and thread. I can feel Willow’s judgment, but to her credit, she doesn’t say anything, not even through our mind link.

His mother, a short woman with a kind face, touched my arm. “Don’t mind him, love. He’s fast as a fox but got no brakes.” She smiled. Genuinely. I inclined my head, muttering something low and vague, but her warmth clung to me. Maybe… maybe not everyone was under Elira’s spell. I walked deeper into the crowd, drifting from merchant stalls to the sparring ring, then to the message boards where pack announcements were pinned. Warriors practiced under the hot sun, sweat glinting off their backs as steel clashed. Young wolves watched with rapt attention, soaking in every move, every growl, every shout.

I look over and see Katerina with the Palmetto warriors appear, walking towards us. “Kat, I thank you for your help along with your warriors.” “Derek apologizes for not coming himself.” “No worries Kat, I appreciate the help he was able to send. My warriors are ready” “These are the best warriors we have and they have faced against Alastor’s army before with what had happened at the flock territory,” says Katerina. “Well then I would like my warriors and yours to get together to give us a better idea of what we are up against.”

“We are holding a tournament. This is not the usual tournament that we hold, because in this tournament only the top three remaining warriors win. The top three warriors will be part of the Alpha’s warriors. The best of the best. Their sole responsibility is to our new Alpha, Mikey. As for benefits, you already know what are the benefits of an Alpha warrior.” One of the warriors raised his hand, “What will happen to those who didn’t survive?” “They will be removed from the tournament,” Uncle Drake said, “We do not kill our own, but those that do not make the cut each week will be removed from the tournament and will have to stay home. Or help out in the pack house chores.” “Are female she wo

I Continue, and he smiles “Yes, I do. Welcome all.” He says and smiles “The Warriors are Jacob, Jason, Andre, Christopher, Thomas, Michael, Jack, Oliver, Owen, and Eli,” I say and I feel the surprise from my warrior. They didn’t expect me to know their names. “I have cleared a wing on the second floor to the right. It is completely free, and your warriors have my permission to keep everyone away from there.” Carter tells us. “Thank you, Alpha,” I say and smile.

The cat growled and lunged at him again, teeth bared, but the warrior stepped aside with fluid precision. “Woah! I think that cat’s overdue for a nap.” He said with a chuckle, glancing towards Lyra and motioning to the attacking animal. The wild cat flailed, its sharp teeth gnashing at his wrist, but he didn’t flinch. With a grunt, he swung the creature to the side with a force that sent it tumbling into the wet grass. The wild cat’s body flickered like a mirage for a moment, but it recovered quickly, spinning around and launching itself at the warrior once more, its body a blur of twisted motion.

His fist tightens as he growls at his warriors and they all scurry away apparently looking for shorts. He didn't really need to do that as Alera's eyes were on him and nobody else. I guess if there was ever an award for the perv of the year my wolf would be awarded with it by me. Kicking away the dirt from her paws we turn to our right and find Jay who have come back chuckling at his Alpha folding his arms. "Where are they?" Matteo ask his return warriors. "They just disappeared" one of them answers and Matteo held his fist.

"If Lord Ozera is the warrior he has claimed to be, I'm sure he can handle a few insults thrown at him. I doubt any real damage was done." I let out a small laugh, thinking about the rancorous talk that went on at camp and out in the field. He was right, if that self-proclaimed Moroi warrior had been anywhere near a battlefield like he said, then my outburst would be nothing but a small sting in comparison.

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?"