Which Clan Are You Warrior Cats Novels & Stories

Looking around Elaina wondered what was going through the heads of everyone else who were sitting and eating breakfast. Were they as serious about this warrior business as she was? Or maybe they were just there for the same reason Charise was. Most were forced to join the warriors because their parents had done the same thing before and it was kind of a family business. Sighing she headed out looking only once at the world beyond the temple to see if there was anything there. Of course there wasn’t, she was just being paranoid. It seemed that her head was just playing tricks on her lately. With a shrug she picked up her pace needing physical movement to distract her from all her whirlin

“Catherine. Our neighbor. She’s going to train with me.” The guy sniffed. “Half-blood.” These werewolves were powerful. They easily know my identity by just smelling me. I wish I wasn’t smelling sweat. “Who are they?” I asked. I should know because these guys are creeping me out. It looked like Angelo was trusting them, and they were friends. “They are Stacey and Skip. They’re the same age as mine, also training in this place.” Angelo averted his gaze back to his other friends. “This is Catherine, our neighbor. Half-blood.”

Are they also delusional like werewolves? Ayden answered her and said: They are the strongest of the werewolves factions, and they own a white lycan, but their largest and their king, who is me, owns a black lycan, and there is no one else in the kingdom who owns a black lycan but me.

I began to ponder on what the difference between Zaliver and Mother Luna was. “They made me what I am today, you know? I was their killing machine; a warning to any supernatural psychopath that didn’t take them seriously. They didn’t want to get their hands dirty at that time. I was their prized warrior. In a way, I am thankful to them. I mean, look at me. I’m at the top of the food chain. I have all the control an alpha could wish for—immortality, an army, and power beyond anyone’s knowledge,” he said.

They’d eat more than they needed as if they were a pack of hyena’s rather than wolves, like their bellies were never full or just killing for sport rather than necessity. Long before Marco’s father attempted to attack our pack, a truce had been put in place between all four clans to live separately in peace. A treaty set by our ancestors, it was supposed to be criminal to try and take another’s land. But my father was never one to chase after a war so when they had retreated he didn’t go after them and there was no higher alpha or lord to report to. We were each in charge to protect and guard our own.

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!”

I echoed, and Ethan gave me a nod. “They're a special group of Wolf Warriors, ranked higher than most. The Moon Fall Pack, led by Christopher Gale, is the only one that has produced Shadow Warriors with that kind of power.” I frowned, feeling overwhelmed. All these terms, the talk about the Pack, and the people who attacked the dorm last night felt like a complicated puzzle I needed to solve. “But why should the sisters and the orphans?” I asked in a low voice, and tears were ready to drip again. "Because they need you, but when they see me behind your back, they know they won't get a way to have you.”

“All the above. Queen Lamia believes in equal opportunity and nondiscrimination. We are the second-strongest army on this continent. Riocht being the first.” I scrunch my nose in distaste. My father would bust his gut if we had more than one species in our clan. I bet it took all he had to tolerate the werecat being on our land. The werebear not so much, seeing as their kind had let our ancestors set up home in their kingdom. “What about the wolves?” I counter because I can hardly believe the werewolves would come second to any kingdom. “We wolves are strong and strategic we work better in numbers. Don’t ever discount the New Moon Kingdom. But every warrior here in MacTire was trained by Que

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.

Aliza looked like she was going to cry. Minahil looked at the couple thoughtfully. Aban didn't want Aliza to worry for Liam. It meant two things. Either he didn't want to trouble her or he didn't want her to worry for Liam and from Aban's expression and Liam and Abraham's talks she concluded that Aban hated Liam and Liam wasn't his son. Though Aliza was worrying a lot for Liam. Aban was trying to calm Aliza who kept asking about Liam she was calling Liam loudly when Minahil said, "his cat, Pomy, was raped in front of him."