Capricorn Spirit Animal 소설 & 이야기

KEITH'S POINT OF VIEW I appeared back to my room. I sighed as I thought about what had happened today. I thought about her. That young girl. I sighed again and rubbed my temples. 'Don't think too much Dante,else you'll get a headache, and you know what happens when you get a headache, right?' Circe said. Circe is the name of my spirit animal which was a wolf. And yes, I know what will happen when I get a headache. She will feel it also. The lady. I sighed. I remembered Derek. He only wants to get revenge on me with her. I laughed at this thought. Derek is really funny. Well, I don't even care about her. So does Derek. He also wants her powers. Well, whatever.

"They’re spirit animals. You can draw a card and see what your spirit or totem animal is." "I’ll do that first, then," I said. She laid down the cards, and I picked one, not really feeling anything special. It was just the second card down the line, and two is my favorite number. Erin turned it around, revealing a wolf. "That’s funny; Orion got a wolf too when he was young. It symbolizes loyalty, wisdom, and leadership. But sometimes when people draw a wolf, it's because of a wolf's intuition to feel danger, and it could be a sign that you feel threatened or untrusting of someone."

His soul was not a lighthouse like mine. But it was when I looked over those gleaming shoulders of light that I saw, and I felt... There were two mountains very far from each other. No, not mountains. An animal with a head and syrup of enormous size. My protective spirit. Higher than any creature I have ever found there, bigger than the giants who protected the castle of Hyenna. A Cerastes, a horned viper, in colossal size.

He approached them and knelt down. "Good day to you Prince Arthur and King Bartholomew!" he greeted openly. "You're Ammon, aren't you?" asked the King. "Yes your majesty, I am Ammon with taurus zodiac sign." replied Ammon. "Good day to you too Ammon, I'm glad you came early. You'll be able to stand!" Prince Arthur ordered. "What is the special ability that the Celestial Spirit King gave you?" asked the King. "The Celestial Spirit King granted me the with unparalleled strength!"

Ronan leaned forward, “A curse? You mean to tell me his strength comes not from training or bloodline, but witchcraft?” “Not witchcraft alone. A curse older than any of you. He carries two wolves where there should be one. His Alpha wolf, strong as expected. And a second… feral, unnatural. A rogue spirit that wakes beneath the full moon and breaks him from within,” killian slammed his fist on the table, confusion and anger rolling in his eyes, “Two wolves? Impossible. No man or wolf is capable of holding two spirits!” “And yet he does, " The Seeress replied rather calmly, "He should not. He was never meant to. One wolf belongs to him, the other was torn from its rightful vessel at birth,”

“Like split personalities?” “Sort of,” Luke replied. “But both can be conscious at the same time, and talk to each other telepathically. Usually, when a shifter of this caliber comes of age, their animal appears to them, and they share a soul. Their animal -- like Enzo’s wolf -- can give them some or all of its power.” “So it’s a spirit animal.” “Exactly.” Luke and I finished climbing the hill and came to a small clearing. From here, we could see the campus down below. It looked so small.

It was Zephyr, an elder of the pack known for his wisdom and connection to the spirit realm. Zephyr approached, his eyes filled with a mix of concern and ancient knowledge. "The path ahead is treacherous," he warned, his voice carrying a haunting echo. "But the spirits whisper of loyalty and strength within our ranks. Seek their guidance, and you shall find the way." His words struck a chord within us, reminding us that our fight extended beyond the physical realm. The spirits had always played a role in our pack's journey, offering guidance and protection in times of need. We couldn't underestimate the power of their presence.

And if him berating me wasn’t baffling enough, now I’m absolutely gob-smacked. “What do you mean you don’t know what I am? I am your daughter am I not? I’m the same as you!”… “the wolf part, yes, that’s the same as mine, but there is something more inside of you, you have two animal spirits, he answers me. “hold-up, you’re telling me there’s not just werewolves but other human-animal combo’s as well?” …”Basically any animal you can think of that’s roughly the same size or bigger than a human.” He deadpans me and again I’m left with my mouth hanging open. “although there are stories about rabbit-shifters somewhere in Asia, but maybe that’s just folk-tales.” He shrugs, looking very amused. I s

“I’d like to know what’s going on as well.” “As you know, Crista and I have been researching the change in our mark.” Papa began. All eyes were now focused on him. “Today, we had a breakthrough. Crista discovered an old book in my study. It showed our mark and the wolves that we have seen in our dreams.” He continued. “The wolves are ancient spirits, the founders of the Incubi Pack. Known as Darkness and Light, amongst many other names. Their reincarnation has not been a typical one. Apparently, they act as the third spirit in their latest incarnation or host as Light called us.” He sighed.

They barely had a face and couldn’t speak and no brain power but that would suffice. She could do other things too. She had two spirit animals. A peacock and the new addition a butterfly, but not just the regular ones that could tear of paper. They were made of steel and they could cut. They were unlimited in number and looking closer they had summoning seals on them. She could get anything from them. Her creatures and weapons. Training with their numbers they could form a cloud of sorts, a huge cloud, really massive. And with that she was set. She heard the Savan war music from where she had taken up residence.