Warriors Cats Yellowfang Novels & Stories

The second the footsteps broke into a run, my wolf surged forward like a living storm inside me, bones snapping and shifting, claws tearing through my fingertips before I could even think about keeping it “subtle.” The door burst open, rain slicing through the air, and there they were—Black Fang warriors, all steel and snarls, their red-marked armor gleaming under the flashes of lightning. Marigold? She was in Margaux's mood. She was leaning against the table, inspecting her nails like we weren’t seconds away from becoming very messy corpses.

"We are a pack of cats and wolves each holding equal rights within Vorlyk's clan, but I thank you for your greeting on behalf of us all." Fucking great. Zenya and The Kodiak would kill each other over word games before the sun rose the following morning. How the hell had he gotten himself into this mess?

Instead, he sneered scornfully. "Ridiculous!" "How dare such a poor soul secret skill fight against me, Qin Xiaoyao?" Zephyr Khan sounded very arrogant. His robe swayed with the wind. As his eyes flickered, they seemed to emit rays of demonic red light. Then! Behind Zephyr Khan, a domineering golden tiger phantom condensed. A fierce tiger appeared! The momentum shook the sky! Hit the soul! This! It was the "God of War Killing Skill' of the violent Fighting Soul!

The warriors try to calm him and lower him to the ground with said ropes, but it's only making him angrier. His eyes are yellow, primal. His fangs are sharp and purely white, dripping with blood. He stands taller than any wolf I'd ever seen in my life. His eyes rise to meet mine as he lets out a horrific howl that curdles my blood. 0o0o0o0o Cesar'S POV

He asked Nerea. Nerea embraced him with a mother's care, and the pleasant aroma of vanilla and cocoa bean calmed his jangled nerves, “Of course, Capito. I will be with you every step they allow me to, and I will be waiting when you are finished.” Warren stepped forward, “I have yellow eyes.” Much to his dismay Warren turned out to be the only one with yellow eyes. The fairy nodded, “Name please.” “Warren Vandal.” “Age?” “Fifteen,” Warren replied. The experience started to resemble a trip to the doctor's office.

Even darker compared to Vanta-black. It`s colour was so dark that the light from my hunting rifle is not reflecting from its fur. “You aren’t allowed to spare their lives, human child.” The misfortune cat told me. “You must take at least one of their life.” Then, it sits on the ground, staring at the Cithaeron lions. “Spare? This child intends to spare their lives?” The Fenrir wolf asks the misfortune cat. “Watch your attitude, nya.” The misfortune cat told Fenrir. “Is this how you were supposed to talk to me, nya?”

Blood sprayed in dark arcs that caught the strange, too-bright moonlight and glittered like spilled ink. The Crimson Claw pack was smaller but fiercer, red-brown fur flashing like embers. They fought dirty: going for throats, hamstrings, eyes. One of them, a lean female with white streaks on her flanks, leapt onto the back of a Silverfang warrior and clamped her jaws around his neck. He thrashed, yelped once, went still.

Fang, my beta and the commander of the shadow warriors – my special and most powerful fighters, distinct from my normal army - had a thing for making his prey suffer before finally killing them off. The frizzled hair warrior was about to fire again, before I could scream at him to stop, Nate broke free and dashed towards the warrior, knocking the warrior into the air and tossing the gun into the distance. The shock on Fang’s face did not go unnoticed, he must be wondering why Nate was desperate to save the half breed. Nate barreled towards her, with one swift movement of her claws he cuts the rope and she falls to the ground. The fear in her eyes were almost palatable as she backed away with

Although Huang Xiaoyong did not have any effect during the process of taming the Winged Tiger, he was proud enough to have such a master, so his answer was very proud. Huang Houyi wouldn't betitle Huang Xiaoyong because it wasn’t his contributions. After all, not everyone had the right to have such a master. "What realm is your master in which even seven star beasts can be tamed?" Huang Houyi asked curiously. Huang Xiaoyong recalled the process of taming the strange beasts, and he still felt shocked. Especially when the red-eyed jade python showed its true body, that kind of visual shock would be remembered by Huang Xiaoyong for the rest of his life.

This wasn't gonna end well. "Warriors!" I yelled, drawing everyone's attention in the midst of the tension. "No matter what, it must not leave this room." I commanded, eliciting growls of approval from around. It suddenly let out another loud roar, trying to intimidate us. This time, I decided to attack, to take this fucker by surprise. And attack I did, running towards it as I shifted mid-air into my large , brown wolf. Fangs and claws ready to rip apart, warriors closely behind me. We were going to have it's head.