Warriors Cats Minecraft Novels & Stories

“What do we do?” “I need to be at least ten meters from the scepter to get a hold of it!” The skeleton troops were still coming after them too. Just then, loud trampling noises came from the right passageway, as if a large group was running towards them. The two felt their chests tighten, but a cat’s meow suddenly rang in their ears- “Meow!” ‘A… cat?’ After that, Alex noticed a large cat in armor at the frontlines. It was Whitey, whom he hadn’t seen in a very long time.

At the rushed pace, Rex and his wolves got to the Council Grounds a full day before the rest of the packs, or so they thought. Lady Kitsune, a Council wolf, was waiting for their arrival, greeted them warmly, and showed them where they would be staying for the duration of the Gathering. Wanting to speak with Kitsune alone, Rex ushered Makai and his wolves to go in the house and relax. Taking the hint, Makai ushered the wolves away.

Zeidan moved closer to the edge of the mountains and he didn't need anyone to tell him that the Werecats were coming to wage war against them. There were a very large number of them swarming towards the city and it made him doubt for a split second their victory. When the Werecats came closer, Amber pulled a string and a black flag with a red symbol on it drew up. Surprisingly, a large number of Vampires and archers rose from their hiding places underneath the field and began to run against the Werecats, yelling and cheering too.

“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.”

Shifting is a nasty business, not to forget the pain. Being around family helps ease the pain just a little. Class 3 will be a choice going forward. Class 3 is for those wanting to continue becoming pack warriors or part of the Elite teams. Class four, which I belong to, is for those that want to specialize either in being Elite or Alpha/Luna Guards, and your training is determined based on your skill set levels. You can call Elite Warriors the Special Ops or Tactical team; only a few details of their training are; only Gamma Theo and his 2nd will know since they oversee those training sessions. Lastly, we have the Alpha/Luna Guards, which is self-explanatory but doesn't help. They specializ

We have to hurry. - Why don’t we fight – shouts a warrior? - There is no pack stronger than ours. 20 of our warriors can finish off these 100 guardians. - We are not interested in revealing Kat's existence to the Council for now. – Micky says, standing next to Kat. - If we kill the guardians, the council will know something is wrong. We need to bring together the packs that support Kat. We need a troop for the queen. – Alex says, standing next to Kat too.

Maybe he did something offensive in his past life too. Warriors were lined discreetly outside the hotel, through the forest when they were just out of the naked eye. If I wasn't a werewolf, I wouldn't have noticed them because I wouldn't have picked up their scents. “We’re counting six warriors from up here,” Kai said in the magical earrings, his voice floating through my head like a mind link would. “There’s a lot of movement inside too.” "Good movement or bad movement?" "Movement," he answered. "The view isn't clear enough for specifics. We'll be watching through the necklace, so just keep your heart steady, and tell us if anything feels off."

I admit, hearing Kitty shriek, looking up to see Nikki picking her up and carrying her to the lounge near the fireplace. “Romulus and Remus,” Osric chuckles, shaking his head at our excited friends who talk to Benjamin and Ares. “I like that, but I’m pretty sure they’re girls,” I pick up both kittens to verify their genders. “Skoll and Hati, after the wolves of Ragnarök,” Jonathan suggests, peeling his eyes from Roan to look down at the sleepy kittens in my lap. I smile, looking over at our daughter to see she is smiling up at her dads who are giving her all the attention she wants.

The memories of that day, the last moment of happiness I had felt as my brother had given me a hug and taken the stage, his handsome face glowing with happiness. “MysticWarriors, my pack, was a very small one and ancient,” I answered. “We didn’t believe in fighting for power, we believed in peace and kept to ourselves. It has been like that for years. We were all powerful warriors by blood but having power and strength doesn’t mean needing to exercise it. That day we were taken by surprise and were heavily outnumbered. But we fought, to the end, till each one of us fell apart but…” “But…”

“You’re on edge? I was just tackled and held down by a zoo’s worth of cats. If anyone’s got an excuse to be on edge, it’s me.” “Here,” the tiger shoved his way through the crowd. “Look, I’m going to make this simple. The cats are at war. Half follow Tera, half follow me. We need to bring you to our part of the city so that Tera’s people will abandon her in favor of us. We want peace—they want to keep fighting. “I don’t believe a word that comes out of your mouth, Tiger.” My fists clenched, preparing for the fight. “Go f—”