Big Bad Wolf Silly Symphony の小説・ストーリー

"It's stupid, I will be fine at home, I won't shift, I won't let anyone know I'm a wolf or whatever." "One of two things would happen if you left here. First, you would be too far away from the pack and go crazy, or second, a crazy outcast wolf would be drawn to you and kill you." "None of this makes any sense." "Not yet, but it will," Suzy said. "It's actually pretty fun here. We work hard and we play hard. James has a nice opinion of everyone and he is nice to everyone, but piece of advice?" "I'll take any I can get."

I was, without a doubt, the happiest wolf alive. The End

“So does this mean I have a wolf?” She grinned a devious smile, relishing in the notion. “Boy… you ARE the wolf.”

Beauty grinned, stood on the dance floor as Tiny danced around her and watched everyone else dance. Jessie laughed, happy not to see fear on the other woman’s face while in the midst of such a large crowd of people. A few things became apparent to Jessie about Species as she danced in a group of them. They danced together but not as couples for the most part, just grouped together with everyone. She relaxed more and just went with the music. Breeze leaned in. “Teach me something sexy.” Jessie stopped swaying to the beat. “Like what?”

One stepped out of the pack, larger than the others, and spoke to the Great Wolf in a gravelly voice that sent shivers down Amerie’s spine. “You are beaten. We will take this world and feast on its fears.” The Great Wolf grunted and sat up, transforming back into a man. “You will not win. We will send you back to your world,” he said with a snarl. He coughed, blood spattering on the ground. “We will find the key and slam the door shut behind you. You cannot win.” A sinister laugh escaped the large Embertaur’s jaws. “You lay before us fading into the veil. You will not live to see the sunrise. The key will never be found. We destroyed it! We will feast on your power, followed by hers. You’ve

he said, sadly. I heard my wolf grovel, and I practically hated Sierra when she did that. She was literally softening and I knew that Carl's wolf had sensed that and it seemed he was pleased but I didn't like what was coming next. Sierra crawled and gave little mewling sounds to the disgust of me, and to the amusement of Carl. I facepalmed myself over a few times as I tried to stop what was rather inevitable. Sierra bowed to the wolf, almost cowering as if seeking acceptance. Carl was shocked when his own wolf, Ralph, bowed in return and nuzzled Sierra. He heard me gagging as the two wolves began playing and licking each other’s muzzle.

The werewolf came, its feet hitting the ground mercilessly as its hands joined in its movement. It broke out from the woods, tearing off the leaves of the trees with less effort, and growling at the sight of the man. “You can't take anyone from my family.!” Mark grinned as he shifted under the bright moonlight. His bones cracked, and his skin stretched beyond its limits, tearing to become as tough as that of a wolf. He growled at the phantom, just as the phantom growled at him. Like two behemoths, they collided, and the green grasses on the ground fell victim to their battle.

Then my Grandpa Jerry turns to me and cups his hands into my ear. "Will she though? Will she actually think it's a fairytale? I had you followed my dear and learned the most tragic tale, that you have befriended a werewolf and didn't think to tell me. So along with that wedding invitation is a bounty for the poor beast's head. So I suggest you co-operate otherwise Aiden Atkinson might not live to see the next full moon."