Warriors Frostfur Novels & Stories

Alex What happened to me during the battle was amazing. I had never felt that much power before. I was told that my fur had golden coloured highlights and my eyes were bright. The description reminded me of Sam's wolf. The light that exploded around me was the same as the one that Sam's wolf shot out of her eyes. Her wolf had only put them to sleep then, but when the same power worked through me, it killed everyone it touched.

I glance back and see several warriors joining us, their eyes alert, protective. “Alpha said a few extra warriors should escort us back. Just in case.” Fury gives me a small grin and shrugs off his jacket. “Now be reasonable and climb on—” He stops when I don’t move. I just stand there watching him as he shifts. Bones crack, limbs stretch, and within seconds, Fury’s wolf stands before me—thick, dark grey fur, almost black, with kind, familiar eyes. He wiggles his tail slightly, motioning me forward.

"Furzewhisker, do you have a moment?" She flinched at the sound of Harewhisker's voice. The normally friendly gray tabby warrior had become one of Icestar's closest followers over the last couple of moons. Furzewhisker had done her best to avoid those who fully supported Icestar's reign. She knew nothing good would come out of following them after seeing what the WindClan leader was capable of.

“Then are you here to defend Ironfang, or to see whether Frostbrook is worth pressing down?” The valley went quiet. Selene had come to make Frostbrook lower its head and make the males beside me look like damaged goods again. Naming it left her little room to play the worried sister. Theron’s tiger eyes settled on me. In my last life, that look began like protection and ended like ownership. Now I stood in Frostbrook snow, my clan behind me and three underestimated warriors at my side. I let white wolf pressure spread with the wind. Ash swept from the fire pit. Several Sunspire beasts stepped back. Theron’s claws sank deeper into the snow, Darius’s gaze darkened, and Lucan folded part of his

When they got out of the palace, General Valencia took a deep breath. "Do you want me to give you a ride?" General Valencia asks his niece. Frost shook her head. She then glanced at her contracted beast, "Snowy will be my ride from now on." 'Yes, Master!' The snow wolf beast said happily inside Frost's mind. General Valencia nodded. He then elegantly put his body atop his horse's body. Frost patted the snow wolf beast's huge body. She then jumps up and places her body atop the snow wolf beast's body. Frost nodded in satisfaction, "Let's go." ....

Dustin communicated telepathically, something every werewolf has the ability to do in their wolf form. Frost had fur as white as snow, and eyes as blue as the sea making her one gorgeous wolf that is used to attention. “Please don't tell her that, she already has a big head, don't want it exploding from her huge ego,” I teased as we strolled through the forest grounds. Dustin chuckled, while Frost snorted. His wolf wasn't bad either. Dark brown fur that is lighter than his eyes, and he also has the quiet calming presence of his human half.

A dread older than time crawled through the air, slithering under their skin. Birds screamed, fleeing into the night. The wind howled as if mourning. “She’s here,” Thora choked out, stumbling back. A collective shudder passed through the gathered warriors. The clouds did not simply gather. They circled. Something was coming. Zander was blind to all of it, trapped in a world of his own devastation. He sobbed against Butterfly’s hair, rocking her still form, pleading, bargaining with the gods who had long since abandoned him. “ZANDER!”

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finally shift. I went to look up and the person carrying me and was shocked to see it was the man from earlier, his tattoos were visable at his shirt edge showing me that he was most likely covered in them, his hair cut was so much different then the men around here, the sides were shaven to the skin but long on the top; I couldnt help but notice a scar running down his jaw. This man was very much my type, old style warrior vibes flowed from him and dam was it sexy. He probaly saw me as a weakling but I couldn't help but be thankful he didnt seem to noice me looking at him because I really liked the view. "Rouge." His voice startled me as he suddenly looked down at me his eyes I thought wer

he shrugged and took the water bottle from Yara. "Thank you," he said to her and drank it whole. "I so much despise this Gora," she announced while riding up the stairs with Zaviar and Yara flanking her. "The Pakistani boys are much better than them." "Just because you couldn't have colorful eyes and blonde hair doesn't mean you should be jealous of the one having." She locomoted her body to look at the face of none other than Abraham Chauhdry. He was standing two steps behind her. His electric green eyes were contracted into narrow slits due to bright sunlight. His blonde hair shimmered in the sunshine. Minahil was too busy glaring at him