Warriors Cats Minecraft Novels & Stories

The disfigured cheek twitched and it seemed as if the kreff was grinning like a predatory animal. - Daughter? - BUT? - Lesana woke up, realizing that, hugging her mother, her thoughts had gone far, far away. Why are your clothes so black? the parent asked in a nasal voice from tears. “It’s… it’s the warriors who wear it,” muttered the girl, looking down in shame. - Warriors? sighed the mother, pressing her hands to her cheeks. – Walker hunters? Baby, what kind of howl are you, you see a rat, you fall unconscious, and they instruct you to fight with evil spirits? Yes, you will be lost!

“I can’t…” “We are the last line of defense Wolf Creek has, Blood Moon has our children, pregnant, young, and elderly safe. Blood Moon warriors are waiting to aid us, we are here to fight for our Alpha who has done nothing but fight and provide for us,” Kitty interrupts me, making me blush and nod my head glad that they already have a plan.

Mathew says from behind us, carrying all of my stuffies, he placed them on my bed and started to organize them, leaving Mathew the grumpy octopus up front. "I also got you some new clothes for you," Mathew the alpha not the stuffy says, going to my new closet, bringing some adorable lamb shoes, they were so pretty and white! "These are for around the house to keep you warm," he says going on his knees, taking my socks off and putting the big fluffy lamb slipped over my feet. "All warm?" he asks me and I nod my head yes, this feels much better than just my socks. "What do we say, Kitten?" Zane reminds me of standing away as I and the alpha have our moment.

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

“How is the Moon Crescent pack holding up?” “Badly. They lost most of their warriors and the damage we dealt to them was so severe that it might take them a whole year to recover their losses. But their pride wouldn't let them back down from a fight they can't win so their only option is to keep sending out warriors until all their resources has been depleted.” I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding and stared into the depths of his indigo eyes and a creep smile was plastered one his lips.

I personally only had eyes for Rochelle, but he had eyes for everyone else, he’s a player and now I understand why he wanted to come on this trip, he’s run out of options in our territory. As we pulled up to Rockridge territory we were assigned 2 of their warriors, brothers, one year apart in age, Brett and Shane. After meeting Alpha Brandon, we were assigned rooms inside the packhouse the two warriors gave us a tour of their pack. As we walked along the streets, Jake had me chuckling as he smiled, nodded and at one point nearly broke his neck looking at a she-wolves, “you have no shame do you Jake.” He shrugged, “if they don’t, why should I,” he looked at the warrior’s, “you don’t have si

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.

are orders,” she replied, casually shrugging in her black leathers, her red braids tied up tight. Her eyes never stopped scanning the perimeter. “Tristan just wants you both safe.” I exhaled sharply. “I know. I do. But I can't even take a piss without someone outside the stall.” Lila smirked. “Sounds like a you problem.” Kate’s laughter rang through the courtyard ahead of us—carefree, bright. She was running in loops with her arms stretched wide like she was flying. Lila jogged ahead and scooped her up in a spin, making Kate squeal with delight. It was a perfect moment. And then it shattered. A howl tore through the air. A warning. Lila dropped into a crouch instantly, clutc

And now, it was ruined. Buzz—Buzz— Another notification. This time from the werewolf forum. "The True Face of the Blood Claw Pack's Head Healer! Not only did she poison her own kind, but she’s also hoarding illegal substances!!" The post already had thousands of comments. "I knew it! A sweet person like Ella wouldn't lose her wolf for no reason. This bitch did it!" "Halen Rhodes should be exiled! She doesn't deserve to be a healer!" "She treated me once. I feel sick just thinking about it. Did she use illegal drugs on me too?"