Warriors Mousefur Novels & Stories

Her sky-blue eyes drilled holes behind Hakan’s head, flashing the three muscular men a smirk whenever their eyes would wander over to where she was. “Then, I’ll be leaving Richard in charge while I go out to the city. Check the borders, I’ve been hearing talks about rogue wolves roaming around the forest from our hunters.” The man called Richard stepped up before bowing his head, as he received orders from his alpha. The three burly men left immediately when Hakan dismissed the group, turning around to face Skye with her arms crossed and looking bored.

His eyes flickering a golden yellow as he turned back to me, his face full of embarrassment and rage. “Your twin sister Raven’s wolf awakened at sixteen years old,” he spat as he stepped past Alistair, my heart pounding in my chest as we came face to face, his icy glare full of contempt. “She’s already one of our most powerful warriors, but you… you are nothing but a wolfless mutt. I have no use for you.”

That was a mystery I sort of did not want to get to the bottom to. Now I am Kendrick, the same old grumpy brown wolf with a quack howl. I had brown hair brown eyes, white skin, and man did I like white cotton briefs! They are perfect for what they have to do down there, keeping my 6.75” dick where it had to be.

She loves coating her skin in wild, dark ceremonial ash and heavy smokey warrior paints, but right now, her sweat and tears have smeared the black grease all over her muzzle. And Dilios looks like a complete rogue delinquent. He has dyed his thick fur a bright, unnatural violet tone, wears a single heavy silver ring through one ear, and darkens his eyelids with charred wood. One look at him and any High Alpha Lord would mistake him for a lawless omega. Terry is the only normal-looking warrior among our little pack circle. He refuses to paint his skin, wears no silver trinkets, and leaves his dark fur completely natural.

I suppose trying to be intimidating. --> we give it our best when training the she-wolves Luna. (( No you don't I certainly can't say that you do and if this is your best then my goodness babe your packs defense is in terrible shape and I can prove it to you, show me three of what you consider to be your best warriors, they oblidge naming Liaah, Maxi and Trista, the trio step forward, Maxi and Trista bows but Liaah does not which Kavi growls at I raise my hand to stop him and step towards them.

But she was immediately silenced by what she saw. It appeared that they had entered a sort of temple. On the altar just in front, there was a statue of a large, majestic tiger. Its body was made out of polished, white marble, while it had sapphires for its eyes. Jade was certain that it was the same tiger in the painting, or at least, a representation of it. “Is that…” Jade’s voice trailed off. Jin walked towards the statue and placed a hand on its hind leg. “Bai Hu. The Lord of Fuxi, protector of the West.”

:Warrior, you said you had another such vision earlier. Rhychard nodded as he told them about the incident at his parents' house. "That one was real enough to singe my fingertips." He held out his hands for their inspection. Tryna slid off the table, took his fingers in her tiny hands, and inspected them as if she were a doctor. "You really should have had Kree treat these burns when they first occurred. That is part of the reason cosheys bond with Warriors, remember? Their healing powers help keep you alive."

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

But of course, the universe ignored my desires and cry for help. “Black Fur Pack, Crescent Glow Pack, Dark Moon Pack, Moon Stone, and Howling Wolves Pack.” Beta Louis, Alpha Tristan’s righthand man, read out the names of the packs from a scroll and he continued, addressing everyone in the arena, “These packs have qualified for the next rounds.” The cheer in the arena sent vibrations through the floor and I smiled despite the mixed feelings gnawing deeply within my stomach. The other warriors from Black fur jubilated and I joined them, happiness flowing through my being.

Nikau's wolf form was a sight to behold. His fur was a rich, golden color that seemed to shimmer in the moonlight. He was lean and muscular, his legs ending in powerful paws with sharp claws that could easily tear through flesh. His tail was long and bushy, and his ears were tall and pointed. His eyes, once dull and filled with pain, now shone bright and alert. He was a magnificent creature, and I could not help but feel a sense of pride and gratitude to have him as my companion.