Clone Wars Rookies Novels & Stories

Mara nodded, impressed. Then the horns blew. And war swallowed us. The Clash Rogues poured like a black flood over the ridge, teeth bared, eyes too wild to be called human. The world collapsed into noise...growls, steel, the thump of bodies hitting the dirt, the air thick with the iron-sting of blood. My wolf surged inside me...fur and silver and instinct, a storm clawing at my ribs. “Hold the line!” My voice thundered over the battlefield.

The air crackled with anticipation as the battlefield became our shared hunting ground. Without warning, Zack lunged at me with a lightning-fast speed, his claws extended to rend and tear. Instinctively, I dodged his attack, my agility matching his own. We moved in a deadly dance, our bodies twisting and turning, each strike and parry filled with lethal intent. I swiped at Zack with my powerful claws, but he countered with a swift dodge, retaliating with a series of ferocious bites. The clash of our fangs and the sound of our growls echoed through the night, blending with the wind that whispered through the trees.