Warriors Squirrelflight Novels & Stories

Desmond rubbed his chin and said, "Something's wrong! There's definitely something wrong with him running off like this!" Suddenly, there were some frantic footsteps coming from afar. They looked over to see a warrior with rat-like eyes rushing into the cave. When he saw the four of them, he immediately saluted and greeted them. The four of them were familiar with the person. He was a warrior from the Searing Flame Clan of the Star Continent and was an inner disciple. However, he had defected to them and acted as their spy on Triton. Even though they were on the same side, it was still only a temporary alliance.

There can only be one Warrior Captain in a pack, and it wasn't hereditary. 3. The trackers. They were faster than all except the alpha and Beta Male. They could track by breathing in a spot and exhaling through their snouts, creating a mist of images that replays whatever happened there. They could also see things no other could see, hear further than the Luna and Beta and some, more than the alpha. They weren't much of a fighter, but they were strong. Their marks were either on their feet; ankles or heels.

I smile softly, “Alpha, I’ll be fine, thanks for your concern. This is a bad idea though; I just want to voice that out.” Before he could respond, we hear the howls from the Winter Moon warriors. They have spotted us. No turning back now. Darius gives the command, and we all go rushing towards the Winter Moon borders. Their warriors come out swinging. I’m holding my own and working my way through the perimeter. I see other Dark Flame warriors following me. They are trying to do a train formation, which is a terrible idea, but it’s what Darius said to do in the pack’s link.

I was not far, and if I ran fast enough it would only a 10-minute sprint. "I don't want to alarm you, but if you must know, one of our warriors has betrayed us and no one knows where he is." "Well good thing I have the warriors that Damian sent to protect me." "That's the thing Diana, those warriors have gone silent. No one can reach out to them." I looked behind me as I continued my pace back to the house. The grey wolf was trailing closer behind me. "Um, Eric, what does this warrior look like?" "Well, slightly smaller Fenrir warrior, dark grey, brown eyes, also has white fur on his right paw, you can't miss it."

he replied with a smile that attempted to look honest but only appeared more suspicious because of the scar stretching across his face. “I’ll distribute them fairly among everyone present.” “Who made you a leader?” another warrior immediately countered with dissatisfaction written all over his face. The muscular warrior’s expression darkened slightly. A Sacred Flame Pack warrior snorted coldly before stepping forward. “Hand the tickets over to our Sacred Flame Pack instead. We’ll ensure every warrior here receives their fair share.” “You?” another warrior scoffed mockingly. “And why should anyone trust the Sacred Flame Pack?” “We from the Aqua Marine Pack are known for honesty and fairness,”

I hadn’t sensed anyone approaching, not even with my heightened senses. “The Wolf Queen of the Skrill Pack,” Scar said, his jaw tightening. “And they’re here for war.” My heart sank. The Skrill Pack. They had been a long-standing rival to the Blood Pack. Fierce, relentless, and with an unmatched army of warriors, they were a constant threat. But this? This was unexpected. Their presence was a clear sign that something had shifted. They weren’t here just for a skirmish. They were here for something bigger.

I hear some surprised whimpers and pain gurgles from the bird’s attack. I open the link to all Blue Meadow and Black Lake warriors now. *Warriors, be aware, Alpha Emerson is aiding our fight with her bird ability. Do not attack the birds, let them help you.* I say just as I slice into a jugular of a rogue who had a warrior pinned down.

Quinn said, cursing. Quinn was our councill demon, he was millenniums old and there wasn’t much he couldn’t do. I shot my gaze at Fiona, the council witch, her eyes were white and she was shaking. I dashed to her and held her, she was freezing. After a few seconds she went limp in my arms. She was still alive but barely. “Isaac, immediately order ALL Warriors home, by my orders!” This motherfucker dared to come into MY HOUSE, MY HOUSE and pull this? My own warrior, going against, ME?! Against his brothers, against the council?!

Birds chirped in happy song as the sun rose over the horizon. The moon valley slowly filling with light as the sun of a new day crested the top of the valley. It was silent, many of the packs had yet to rise from their beds, unaware of the strategic training and planning that they were about to undertake.

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.