Warriors Cats Novels & Stories

The fall of the Winter Moon pack angered Agnar and that's when he began making moves to take the throne. He now was Alpha to the largest known pack. He began taking in warriors from the packs that did not have Alpha’s any longer. He ensured they pledged loyalty and if there was the slightest bit of questioning it he killed them. There was no room in this world for weakness and uncertainty. He wandered over the river bank, he had always found water relaxing and calming. He found himself staring down into watching the rapid current make small waves over the river rocks. Soon hopefully all this will be over. Alpha Derek was the only real threat these days. He had sent scouts to see if it was D

I could not shake the feeling in the back of my mind that this was some kind of setup. However, the Warriors loved to walk and travel to various places on foot. They could get around a lot quicker when they shifted into their wolves and a whole lot quieter. No, having to worry, about 'where did we park the car?'. It was another way for them to sneak up on people as some of the different Warriors in this particular group were indeed cunning, not to mention ruthless. If you asked me, I think they had a sorcerer working with them to conceal their location. That is until it was time for them to make their move. I did not have evidence of this, but nothing else made sense as to how they got

She raised her chin and said, “He lies. We knocked on the door and had to send word through the one who answered we were here for an audience. We waited out here for some time before we were received.” “And if they can get through here, they can get to our packs,” Sam added, his voice laced with horror, and I couldn’t tell if he was acting or not. I didn’t tell him the entire plan, and he could very well believe that the werecats had the numbers to surround all the packs in the territories. “Unless you’re saying your warriors are lacking.” Alpha Raymond’s face was red as he looked towards Ezra. “They are not,” Ezra stated, emotionless, robotic. “I have assessed the warriors here. The werecat

So, for six months they have been plotting and waiting but we still didn’t know when to expect the attack. All the new warriors and Alphas were asked to keep hidden away from the boarders so the rogues couldn’t catch on to the help we had enlisted. We already had three Alphas staying with us and they had each bought 100- 150 warriors. Two of the Alphas were seething for blood from the Maven family for the issues and problems they had inflicted on each of the packs while they had been living there and all the other Alphas from seven different packs had sent us over 100 rogues each. They didn’t have a personal vendetta against the family but when they heard news of their treachery and deceit a

Kat's ears swiveled, alert for any signs of danger, but all seemed peaceful. Too peaceful, she realized with a start. The woods were never this quiet unless... "Ambush!" Kat yelled, whirling around, but it was too late. The enemy warriors dropped down from the trees, landing lightly on their feet to surround Kat's small group. She counted at least twelve of them, all heavily armed and staring at her with hatred in their eyes. "Well, well," one of them drawled, flipping a knife casually in his hand. "Look what we have here. Poaching our omegas again, Kat?"

"Lions. tigers, panthers. Werecats don't have ranks. Pride leaders are chosen according to their ability to breed. They have multiple mates. One can have up to six female mates. That's what makes a pride. Tigers and panthers are lone hunters. Just one of them can cause the kind of damage a small pack can," "So, why not just use a werecat instead of us?" "We're loyal. We follow orders to the point. We allow the alpha to lead us. Cats don't have that loyalty. They're powerful on their own. They're rare and very well-guarded. My mother thought that warheads were the future of shifters. She used my sister's and my father's alpha DNA to reactivate ranking in warheads. "My father wanted to start s

“Ok our War cats are a crossbreed from our animals from Crustalia planet that made the trip with Earth’s feline creatures. They might look similar or act as the cats you know but they are not.” “For one they live longer and are bigger than average which is why you think Leo is part lion, but he isn’t. In fact, his parents are mostly cougar with lion on his mother side, but that is generations ago. After the first crossbreed thousands ago, most War cats are breed within.” My father paused as looked at me. I had questions and I think he was listening to them, as he picked back up.

Below them, a sea of subordinates stood in suffocating silence. “The Wild Cat Crew has faced an influx of threats,” Armani’s voice sliced through the room like a blade. “And we do not tolerate weakness.” In the back of the hall, Riley leaned toward Skylar, her voice a jagged whisper. “Wait—this ‘crew’ is actually called the Wild Cats?” “Keep your voice down,” Skylar hissed, her eyes darting nervously. “And yes. It’s an honor.” Riley let out a sharp, mocking scoff. “An honor? It’s pathetic. It’s lame.”

Nothing. Lady Dana stood by while Katarina snapped her fingers, and howl split the air, then another, then a whole chorus of them as the wolves poured out of the shadows, strong, tall, the elite, the warriors of the Parson Pack; trained for war; trained for capture. Victoria’s stomach plummeted. Lady Dana’s voice would not rise, or waver. “You are welcome to join us, Victoria.” The warriors moved in. “Or you can watch him die.”

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