What Is My Warrior Cat Name Novels & Stories

I relaxed into my seat watching the sun rise in silence for a few minutes before I spoke again. “Did Alpha August tell you about Maise and I ranking up as warriors on Friday? We are officially pack warriors now. I know they say junior warriors are also pack warriors but not really, you get to do nothing but train as a jr warrior. Atleast as a Sentienal I will get to be apart of the boarder patrol and hopefully more people will be able to get to know me so they can see that I can be trusted and not just some outsider they have to follow out of obligation.” I smiled hopefully.

He was close enough for me to feel his breath on my hair, and I could hear a threatening growl coming from behind me. Connor and Amoux are jealous. “My name is Cathal, and I am a warrior in training myself. Probably one of the best. Nice to meet you, princess,” he said while taking my hand to kiss my knuckles. I didn’t like his cocky attitude and I had to work hard to take it down a notch. But for now, I had to focus on my mate who was standing there with a frown on his face, his arms folded on his chest as I could hear Amoux growling louder.

His black hair shifted gently beneath the breeze, while his cold silver eyes carried the same intimidating gaze I remembered. Back then, everyone feared him. They called him arrogant and cold. Some believed it was because Silver Moon owned the strongest academy among all the packs. Others simply said… Cassian had never smiled a day in his life. The warriors shoved me forward until I landed on my knees before him. "Future Alpha," the head warrior said with a respectful bow. "We caught this woman stealing the Moon Orchid." "I wasn't stealing it," I blurted out before I could stop myself.

Something needed to be done about her. Her words in the house still stung, and I hated her more than ever. She had always been a nuisance, but now she was an outright enemy threatening the throne and position in the pack I strive to take myself. The warrior had called her Luna. The thought makes bile rise in my throat. Fucking whore is no Luna. She is trash, and trash needs to be taken out. No one but me can see it, so I have to be the one to open their eyes.

I heard a snicker behind me, and I didn’t need to look to know it was Mika. “I don’t believe in the blood of the warrior,” a small girl at the back said. “But the reason why I am here at this side is because I am not really sure if it’s okay for someone like me, without any parents who were warriors, to be here.” I stood and smiled at her, “Your name?” “Ashley,” she replied. “Hi, Ashley,” I greeted before asking the question that I knew she would be able to nail. “Why did you become a warrior?”

One Warrior, who was quiet during the discussion, spoke up, “Alpha, how do we know you won’t step in if the fighting is not going her way?” “I give you my word I will only step in if and only if the challenger changes to their wolf,” I declared. “Fair enough, I’ll fight her,” he walked over to the sparring circle, “Who is he?” Kate asked me in a whisper. “His name is Jake, he is the assistant trainer of the warriors,” I replied. “He is a good choice and a difficult opponent. I hope you weren’t kidding that you were holding back.” I was serious about my comment.

“I think Troi is pretty. I like watching her.” “Aren’t you afraid of her monster?” I asked, using the word that the pack members had been using. The child shook her head. “No. She’s not a monster. She saved Lucy and my grandma. I love her.” I grinned. “I wish everyone thought how you did.” I paused. Her suggestion was a really good one. “What would you name her big cat?” I asked, curious. “Tyra,” she said promptly. “It means Thunder Warrior. I learned about it in school. We did Norse Mythology and Tyra was a warrior for Thor. Thor’s my favorite Marvel character.” This was well thought out.

"I'm sure to them we smell just as bad, if not worse." That was hard to believe. Reedriver found their scent offensive, but he dared not say it out loud. He followed the others to the island where he was greeted by a young looking dark black she-cat with piercing green eyes. "Who are you?" she demanded as she eyed him up like he was her prey. Reedriver only glared back, his claws unsheathing as he prepared himself for the worst. "My name is Reedriver," he snapped. "I am a RiverClan warrior." That didn't seem to deter her as she narrowed her eyes.

LAUREN'S POV “Fine, Lauren, you win!” The teen warrior who was older than me cried, “Seriously, why are you so strong? You are only 7!” “No. You are too weak. A good warrior in my father’s pack should be as strong as I am.” I knew what I said was not exactly true. He was full of potential and expected to be the strongest warrior in the future. It was a serious battle which is normal among wolves. “Another victory isn’t it, my little cupcake? Congratulations!”

All the other packs will join hands and find him. I was ready to give myself fully to my amazing mate and my pack. Embrace my present and future, and let the past be just wonderful memories. Viktor will always be my love, but I was in love with Richard he is my life my mate, my everything I want to carry his pups, and have a beautiful family surrounded by amazing friends. We may not be married as per human customs but in our world, I am Jia Richard Stanford, Luna of the Southern moon pack, and will always be a Warrior's mate.