Warriors Feathertail Novels & Stories

She smiled "Princess, I have trainned all my life for the moment to protect the next heir, I will lay my life down whenever it is needed." Delmar said, his mother had been a siren, and I noticed the women in the room all flush when they heard his voice. I inwardly sneered at the two men. Both had been born with purple tails, showing that they were destined to become Royal Warriors, trainned for this moment exactly. "You will keep your advisor away." Came the gravelly voice of the dog with purple eyes. She was still staring at me.

Ivy narrowed her eyes slightly and went back to the work that lay in front of her. Her life had already moved far ahead, much like a feather being carried in the wind.

She knew that the Skyfeather Robe was crafted from the skin of a whale and the feathers of a phoenix, making it one of Passive Monastery's most treasured heirlooms. Once worn, it could withstand any attack below stage three martial god, repel water and fire, and resist all forms of poison and corrosion. More importantly, Chase now looked exactly like a refined scholar, which was exactly to her taste. Her heart raced, filled with an uncontrollable longing. Standing nearby, Castiel and Turk, who had been too overwhelmed by Chase's sheer presence to pay attention to anything else, finally turned to look at Ivana. At that moment, they realized they had lost something far more important than just

I stated. "You will help me? Can you even fight?" She scrunched her nose, eyeing me up and down. "Ouch" Jia whispered. She knows my mate is insulting me, but I can't do anything about it. What she thinks? Am I a small kid? I can't fight? She doesn't know who I am. "Don't worry my people will help you we have the huge number of strong Warriors capable of taking down a huge army." Alpha said proudly.

They could tell that Vital Orange’s aura had gotten far more ferocious, but they couldn’t see past that. “If he’s able to control the power of a Tiger fully, he would grow much stronger,” Ivor smiled and said to himself. The names that Oracles gave to fighters weren’t baseless. The fighting style one grew accustomed to, was the seed that would grow into one’s aura. Cheetahs were called Cheetahs because their auras were shaped into the aura of a Cheetah once they reached the peak of their power. The same went for Snakes, Mongooses, Tigers, and the rarer fighters like Lions, Falcons and Eagles. The only predators who didn’t have their auras shaped like that of an animal were Predators with unc

’ White Tiger King's face changed as he stood up abruptly and walked out of the hall. Tiger Ben and the other members of the Beast Alliance followed closely behind, leaving Darryl standing alone in the hall with a confused expression. ‘What's going on? Are they going to fight?’ Then, he quickly went out of the stone castle. When he got outside, Darryl could not help taking in a sharp breath of cold air when he saw the scene. The sky was densely packed with fighters from the Flying Feathers Alliance. The Flying Feathers Alliance fighters were made up of phoenixes with flames on their tails and colorful peacocks. Their terrifying aura enveloped the entire area; it was terrifying.

Rushing outside, we jumped over the bridge's wall and ran along the falling castle wall to the clearing where we trained earlier. "Hop on," Blizzard instructs while shifting into his majestic phoenix. He was as big as a Boeing 777; his feathers were white to his chest, light blue to his back, and with crystal snowflakes on the tips of the ones on his tail. A crown of ice spikes in a darker blue circled his head, forming a crown. Naomi climbed up to his back using his extended wing. "Hurry." She urges me, her hand extending to help me climb. "I can't." I look back at Omar as he breaks through the stone wall, marching at us.

the tall guard said and charged towards him but it only took Feathers three seconds to send him knocking to the floor. Three seconds? everyone was shocked when they saw the tallest one amidst them in a pool of blood. The way they see Feathers changed at once. They had thought that he can not fight because he was not dressing like a warrior but like a wretched man. "I'm a skilled warrior and I can be of great help to your pack, please let me see the alpha," Feathers pleaded. "We will let you see the alpha if you can take down three of us at the same time," one of the burly guards said.

This odd power up cleared the smoke and I finally got to see the result of my attack. “Holy shit… No way…” Kane was one hundred percent right. Nine tailed foxes can use all elements of the other tribes. “Whoa!! Look at me!! I’m hot stuff now!! Wow this feels good! Whoooo!” As she took the time to shout and praise herself, my mouth was hung open in disbelief. Her purple shiny fur was now a fiery orange and white. Her fur moved and danced like flames as her nine tails swayed on their own, like fire licking the air for oxygen. My attack didn’t even leave a mark, not to mention giving her new powers to use. She continued to admire her new look for a moment or two. She then fixed her determined e

When I felt like I was being shoved off a ledge, I flipped them open and fell onto another plane. Above a dry riverbed at the outskirts of a parched valley of empty land, I hovered in midair overlooking a battle between wolves, but not just ordinary wolves. These wolves had a body hue of blue-black, a mane of white hair at the neck resembling a lion's, and a white-tipped tail. They were equine height and had insignias on their foreheads. A rose gold feather was on one of them. Where had I seen that before? I couldn't recall. So, I returned my focus to what was playing out before me.