Warriors Cats Minecraft Novels & Stories

Because although it was officially our training room, it sometimes doubled as--- Others… “Steel?” Cobalt questioned from behind the bar when he saw me and Knives heading towards the black steel door. From anywhere you looked, it looked like the wall and easily blended in as such. If it hadn’t been for the door handle, most people would miss it. The only other indication that it was a door and not anything else was the spray-painted snarling wolf on it. The Wolf Riders MC's logo… “We’re going to The Ring,” I replied, and then gestured towards the church where Prez was presumably on the phone or handling some club papers. “Call Prez!”

He knew his father wouldn't take his eyes off of them for the next few heartbeats, so he needed to take whatever chances he could. Now would be a better time to go when I can, Reedkit thought with a lash of his tail. The silver tabby kit stalked away from the large family, eager to see the warrior's den and the apprentice's den. The warrior's den was a large den made up of brambles and vines from the willow trees. The apprentice's den was a smaller den with willow leaves that were patched to keep it warm during leafbare. Reedkit's tail curled when he spotted the elder's den, which was closer towards the medicine cat's den in case there was some kind of emergency.

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.”

Kate said "Miss Vella!!, Princess Kate!!" One of the warriors called their names, it was then they noticed that they were now in the Gammas Den "How about you two train with us," He asked them, and they nodded "It would be our pleasure," Vella said, and they both headed towards them

“It all happened so fast. They came out of nowhere.” “Who came,” I ask, pushing each word out slowly, carefully, because I can feel the rage crawling under my skin. If I let it show, I’ll snap the boy in half by accident. He squeezes his hands together and takes a shaky breath. “Warriors… from Moonshard. I recognized their crest. They stormed in through the back entrance and came straight here. To Jack’s room.” He pauses. “Sir… they were calling him… her… the Blood Widow.”

“Why the need for dominant female warriors? From my understanding, all female WereCats are extremely good fighters no matter what their rank.” “True. However; Our Pride isn’t your standard Pride, most Pride's are made up like a WereWolf pack, consisting of both male and female members, as you have no doubt seen within this Pride. However; unlike WereWolf packs, Pride warriors are 95% females, as they are more agile and fierce than most males of our kind. Now, Vapor-Moon Pride is classed as a warrior Pride, we specialize in the training of strong high-ranked female warriors that other Prides can acquire by trade.” “Trade? Willingly?”

The screams were deafening as were-cats burned and then convulsed before dying, the creatures swarming our fighters. “Tawny!” I turned to the voice, to see Mason “Let’s go!” He waved to me. I ran to his side. “Don’t touch those things! Kill them however you can, but for fuck's sake do not let them scratch or bite you!” I looked around for Crimson, watching for more of these creatures. They were sneaky and I couldn't smell their scents, but Crimson, he could mind-link all the warriors and tell them how they could be killed.

We stay like that for a good minute before he turns around to snarl at the trees. Between two oak trees, a pack of werecats yowls at us. Their bodies are entirely human except for the hair covering their skin and their faces of different cat species—some look like lions, while others resemble tigers or panthers. Their chests are bare, muscular, and hairy. But what they all have in common is the ready-to-kill expression. I brace myself, ready to summon flames. But unfortunately, they outnumber us. Victory seems hopeless, which is why I find it endearing that Blake appears unwilling to leave my side—he is standing so close I could touch him.

After logging in and being teleported to White River City, An notification screen pops up in front of Leo’s eyes. “Hello Adventures Welcome to the Lost World. I am the tutorial instructor Liam. I will introduce you to the four main categories and twelve main classes. Please choose the class that will fit u best.” With a wave of Liam's hand all the four categories and twelve classes pop up in front of Leo. The twelve classes were categorised according to the four categories. Warrior:- Shield Warrior, Guardian knight and berserker.

a churlish Warrior named Campbell asks. The other Warriors glance sideways at him, the looks on their faces matching mine. We do not question a direct order from our alpha. Beast immediately comes to the forefront but Marinah responds before I do. She's dressed in her Warrior gear that allows for a quick shift to Beast. With her heightened human strength, she doesn't bother. She picks Campbell up by his throat, tossing him over the hellhounds and into the cage.