Black Forest Animals Novels & Stories

“Everyone with the blood does.” “The blood?” He finally turned. “You’ve carried it since the day you were born.” Rowan looked from him to Fen. The Direwolf’s ears remained fixed toward the northern ridgeline. Toward whatever lay beneath the forest. She swallowed. “Tell me the truth.” Elias drew a long breath. “The Black Forest is older than recorded history.” “I figured that.” “No.” He shook his head. “I mean older than human memory.” He crouched beside the fireplace and traced a rough circle in the ash.

The forest seemed inviting, beckoning one to explore its wonders and embrace its tranquil beauty. Based on his words, the forest was serene, with tall trees and a green carpet of moss. The air carried the sweet scent of blooming wildflowers. Birds sang melodiously, while squirrels and chipmunks played among the trees. Graceful deer grazed undisturbed, and occasional foxes roamed the forest. Streams flowed with clear water and abundant fish. Games like rabbits, hares, and wild boars roamed freely, providing ample targets for hunters. The place was perfect for running and hunting opportunities.

We shook on it solemnly, a pact between Lunar Wolves to protect each other from the corruption we all feared. On the tenth day, we reached the edge of the Blackwood Forest. It was exactly as foreboding as described. Trees so dense that sunlight barely penetrated. Underbrush thick enough to hide anything. An oppressive silence that felt unnatural. “Stay close,” Cassandra warned. “The forest itself is dangerous, even without Nyx. There are creatures here that predate modern wolf packs. Things that remember when the world was different.” We entered in tight formation, weapons ready, senses alert. Within an hour, we encountered our first challenge.

There are only a dozen or so steps of distance between Samel and the three giant black bears, but it is as if they could not sense Samel’s existence. Samel elegantly took out a sheathed black dagger with exquisite markings as he stopped behind the three giant black bears. Taking into account that they are hunting in the forest trail once a month, they would cut off the number of the group of powerful wild animals so that the north king mountain and Rebelliad will not face a stampede of crazed and hungry wild animals once winter arrives on the forest.

Strange noises came from the bushes. Hayden cleared a path with a sharp blade and said as he walked, “Other than hunters, the locals don’t come here because coming here equals seeking their doom. The animals in this forest are especially ferocious. They include tigers, bears, venomous snakes, pythons, gorillas, and many other beasts.” This mountain forest was different from the ones that Adrian was used to.

Only that they were not a fan of him and his ways, which were quite barbaric and that I had to admit. “So, this is it, huh? Nothing else in the Black Forest?” I wished to confirm it to him. He looked up. There, I saw his fellow Furezos up in the trees, slowly emerging at looking at us with contempt. They emitted dangerous auras, which I didn’t take for granted. After all, there were too many of them around here. It was their territory. It was like the trees bore them like fruits, not counting the ones who stayed in their respective dwellings on the ground who also slowly emerged like the ones who were up in the trees. If my sight was poor, I couldn’t see them because of their blackness. I mu

I asked Derek. " I don't know but there's only one animal which is as fast as that here in Naal city" he answered. " What animal is that " I asked. " It's called black devil , it's very dangerous and runs very fast " he answered. I was scared now, now I know why he said the forest was dangerous for me. Anyways we continued going deeper into the forest when I heard Magnus said " I think I've spotted a deer , there beside the tree " he pointed with his finger towards the tree where the deer stood eating something.

“I’ve barely wrapped my head about how diverse is Blakeden. I didn’t think other species could be more than guests.” “Then can and they are. We have some Werebears, two families of werecats, a bunch of weredogs, a bunch of hybrids … not all of them have dedicated packs. But I don’t judge much.” He nodded. “Does that bother you?” I asked him. “Not at all,” he said. “I think it’s pretty cool, actually.” “You have a preference, for a pack?” I asked him. “I don’t really. I mean, I only know of Blakemore and Blakewoods. I’d like to be in the same one as Eva, if possible, but she said it’s mostly for ranked members and such. So whatever you choose should be fine.”

This brought to mind the statement - the calm before a storm. A branch snapped, then another, yet another one, until many branches were snapping. It seemed the forest held its breath as silence once more reigned, and then an animal came out of a clearing, followed by another one, until there were about four of them. These were not the normal run-of-the-mill type of animals. These creatures were huge, black, and hulking. Each of them was half the size of a tree. They were wolves. Their eyes were twin orbits of red. One of them looked at the sky and howled.

Arnold said pursing his lips, “Your story seems so believable Mr. Roy but……” “Look at these pictures.” Mr. Roy said interrupting him. He projected some images on the screen. Sarah's mouth hung open as she saw the lush forests. In some pictures, there were creatures too. “Wow! This is beautiful. What are those golden-brown creatures? They look so exquisite.” “They are deer. This forest is a haven for many of the species that have become extinct on the mainland. See there is a rabbit, a squirrel and those are lovely butterflies.” Mr. Roy said scrolling through the images.