Warriors Crowfeather Novels & Stories

However, his confidence did not last long. When the two of them entered the waiting area, Trevor immediately saw Chris. His confident expression froze. The worry, pain, and fear that he had suppressed suddenly resurfaced! Chris was actually participating as well. Chris would be going into an isolated space with him and fighting it out in a battle royale? They were both warriors from White Marsh Continent, so he naturally knew who Chris was. The Purple Cloud Pavilion was even stronger than the Pentagram Clan, and Chris ranked in third place among their chosen disciples.

“Captain on deck!” The man that enters is an all too familiar sight for every soldier in the room, his shoulder plates had distinct red stripes unlike the dull steel ones we had, while his chest plate had the image of the Caesar’s Crystal Leaf crown smelted the left breast of his armor, and finally clutched under his arms was his helmet, the Centurion’s Red Crest was attached to it while two distinct red arrows were painted in the side. A 5th generation soldier and one of the toughest veterans in the Bright Tigers, it was Captain Centurion Brachuss Gilderscrowns. His presence immediately calls everyone to stand in respect. “At ease men, we don’t have much time so let’s get straight to the pl

BEGINNING OF THE END As stormy as the sky was, a hawk flew its way through the vigor wind until it came to open sky were it began hovering over hundreds of green tents in a valley stretching as far as the eyes could see. Finding its way through the tents, the hawk rested on the stretched hand of a Drokan warrior standing by the entrance of a marquee, stationed in the Center of the tents. Tied to its leg was a well folded paper which the warrior pulled out before entering into the marquee. There was a feast ongoing inside the marquee, Drokan warriors drank and cheered as two young slave maidens brutally and violently fought each other with knives.

Coreen teased. “We’re not together, okay?” I snapped, making her laugh even more. “Okay, if you say so,” she replied, still smiling. “Let’s go,” she said, and I followed her. The Warriors’ Camp had its own cafeteria. Most of the warriors kept their heads down while eating. Only a few were eating casually; the rest seemed busy outside. I still didn’t understand why. “I guess you’re all busy?” I asked Coreen. She looked at me, stopping her own meal.

“She’s not wrong.” The final game was the simplest, but the most reckless wolf tag. Warriors shifted into their wolves, their fur flashing silver, brown, and black as they darted across the field. The pups shrieked, trying to tag them, though half the warriors let themselves be caught just to hear the children cheer. Joey, of course, cheated. She pretended to trip, tagged a warrior mid-fall, and then sprinted off before anyone could argue. “Joey!” I yelled, laughing so hard my stomach hurt.

It took me by surprise as I hadn't expected such a reaction from them. Hunter then took center stage and began his announcement. "My fellow warriors," he started, "we have been through a difficult time. We have faced challenges that have tested our strength and resilience. But despite all that, we have emerged victorious. And today, I want to recognize our Luna for her unwavering support and leadership during these difficult times."

" *Scream!*… The cheering sounds Ravyn never expected to receive echoed throughout the stadium. Blue lights illuminated a small circular platform floating inside the cuboid arena, and above it stood Ravyn. "On the red side, one of the eight Rising Stars, a guarantee of unparalleled competence. Hailing from his homeland with a determination to conquer and become an esteemed hero, he is the man with the mightiest physical strength in this tournament—Supreme Warrior, Thwar!" *Scream!!* "Whoa!!!" "Yeah!" …

We crossed a courtyard dusted with fresh snow, the ground packed down by the heavy boots of warriors drilling in formation. And there— Near the center— I saw him. Alexandro. He was dressed in simple black armor, moving through the ranks of soldiers like a dark storm. He barked orders, demonstrating techniques with swift, brutal efficiency. I watched, transfixed, as he sparred with three wolves at once, his movements a blur of deadly grace. He moved like a creature of pure instinct, every step calculated, every strike purposeful. His soldiers fought hard to match him, but none could best him.

Raven POV It's been a few months since my mother collapsed and I'm not sure how I should be taking things. I feel numb. A part of me should be happy about this because of the way she has been treating me the last 6 years, but she's my mother. I have been going through the motions of my days and putting all my effort into becoming the best warrior this pack has ever seen especially after all the rogue attacks we have been experiencing. I would love to be on the battlefield helping out my fellow warriors, but the Alpha doesn't deem females to be worthy of fighting alongside him even if I am the best female warrior we have here. The Alpha announced we have the Top Warrior and future Alpha of th

It wasn't going to be one this time. Kira was the head warrior of the Blue Orchid Pack. Many thought that a female shouldn't be in this position. But that's how everything worked in her pack. Every pack member was given a position according to their skills and abilities. Every person received what they deserve; nothing less nothing more.