Animal Speak Novels & Stories

Griffin didn’t peep or chirp so it was hard to tell if he was indeed having a dialogue with the elder. “Slayers communicate with their animal brothers using images, not words,” Sasha softly explained to Aki and Temujin. “They visualize in their mind a picture that they want the animal to see and then pass it on. In exchange, the animal sends its own images.” “For real?” Temujin mumbled in awe.

Annie, the smallest of the pups, yelled excitedly, tail a blur. Tobias made a soft hum in the back of his throat, his body almost sprawled lazily. "It is when a Pack Alpha can talk to all his wolves at the same time, without the outsiders hearing. Works only in between the pack members." "Then there is mate link," He started as two dozen pairs of eyes gawked at him with acute interest, "is where a bonded wolves can communicate with each other without anyone else hearing. Some of them have bonds so strong that they can do it over long distances. In these links, there are two types; one communicate in words when in each other's direct presence, and the further away they are, the less accurate

Fitch said, shifting uneasily, as if the word itself embarrassed him, “when Alex told me through the mind-link that he’d found you.” “What’s a mind-link?” I interrupted. “It’s how wolves communicate over long distances. Even now, sitting here with you, I could send Alex a message. It’s usually used in wolf form, when we can’t speak. It’s like having a conversation in your head—or making a phone call through your thoughts.”

Godiva turned to the sound of the voice, her heart thumping wildly, when she saw a white wolf, so beautiful, it was difficult to tear her eyes off it. "You can talk?" Werewolves never spoke in wolf form. It usually was through mindlink. They could only talk audibly when in human form. "Yes," the voice responded. The echo sound backing it gave Godiva shivers. Then she recalled that it was the teenage kids again. Rock had told her that they could even take the form of an animal, depending on the message they wanted delivered. "Walk with me," the white wolf said. Godiva looked to her left, then her right. She was a little afraid since everywhere was dark. Perhaps she should not have come out al

“I must decline this honor this time.” Axel’s red eyes stare deep into mine and he tilts his head. While I know Axel is understanding of my position and my choice, it is very clear that his Ultima wolf is not keen on me saying no. Though ordinary wolves can not speak, Axel remains in unison with his wolf during the blue moon, allowing him to use his voice to speak. Though it is never anything poignant or flowery. More guttural demands and basic one-word usage.

“We wolves have what we call a mind link.” “mind link.” I asked, urging him to continue, and he smiled, bopping my nose before answering. “Look who is being a curious cat.” I pout, and he laughs. “Since they are all part of my pack, we communicate with each other through our minds, so we don’t need things like phones and the like.” “That’s cool.” I gasped out, intrigued, and the king laughed again, looking at me with emotions I couldn’t decipher. “Yes, it is.”

After it finished speaking, it directly rose into the air and flew hundreds of meters away. However, while flying, Evil Moon still said to the people of the Nine Spirits Tribe, "Hey, little guys, if you don't want to die, I advise you to step back quickly. If you are affected by the power of my Human Pet, I'm afraid you will be dead in an instant." "The cat can speak?!" All the people in the sky, including Xing Mo and Pei Qi'ai, were stunned. They never thought that this demonic beast could talk. "This is truly too inconceivable!

Willow trailed off. “Is he a what?” Cassia asked now even more intrigued. “I think he is an Animalist” Willow replied.l “A what!?” Cassia completely perplexed. “An animalist. An animal with human intelligence some of them can even speak if taught. I don’t think he was ever taught. But I bet with enough conversations he will communicate just fine.” Willow smiled at the horse as she smeared the salve onto the open sores. Cassia looked at the horse.

Zander sat up in his chair, brows furrowed as he looked at her in confusion. " Voice?" "Yeah." She answered, suddenly unsure. He looked surprised and bothered by what she just told him. "Rose, beasts don't come with voices. They communicate with strong emotions and every once in a while take over to use our voice to speak. But they don't have one of their own." "W-What?" She asked. Now she was the surprised one. If beasts didn't have voices then why did mine have one? Great. I'm a freak among freaks.

“We only have casual sex outside our species. Amongst ourselves, sex is reserved for mates.” “Unless you’re Charlie,” Rhett muttered under his breath. “Mostly,” Heath amended. “There are always those who… bend the rules.” “I like dogs,” Cameron said with a shrug and caught her eye in the mirror, delivering a cheeky wink. “But not that way.” “Can you, like, talk to them?” She was curious. “We can’t even really talk amongst ourselves,” Cameron answered. “Wolves don’t have conversations like people do, Aislen. We communicate, but it’s… different,” he looked at Heath seeking help in explaining.