Disney Faline Novels & Stories

She trusts me and for no good reason at all. “Are you an… animal too?” she asks, finally deciding to take a seat next to me as I reach out and scoop her up some stew. I chuckle at her question. “We are all a little more animal than we would like to be.” I offer her the bowl and she takes it. “My name is Falcon. And we are both werewolves.” She pauses and frowns for a moment. “Your name is Falcon…?” She seems oddly disappointed with my answer.

Looking at Paws' visibly confused face, it hit Dina that peregrine falcons were only a thing of Earth and not supposed to exist in a magical kingdom… or was it? ‘I’m not even sure. Anyways, any fast-flying beast will do, after all, Paws can change within a second so that’s good too.’ “Forget it, any flying beast will do.” With a nod, Feral watched on as Paws morphed into a brilliantly enormous albino golden eagle. Dina had never seen one and was awed by its beauty. Reaching out to caress Paws' head which was made easier when he bent down, Feral gave him a soft kiss and with a leap unto his back, patted his sticky feathers as he praised, “Good boy.”

SHe wanted to call Phoebe so she could ask for his help. Falcone had a great love for animals. He kept many animals and made many places to live leisurely. He appointed proper trainers to train his horses , hunter dogs and wolves . Nandini had the responsibility of feeding all the animals according to their diet . One mistake and all the news went to Falcone .

It always wants to go ahead and tear her. Selina smiled proudly. She reached out and stroked the large wolf fur beside her. It has smooth black fur, and its yellow eyes are somewhat cold, but when being rubbed by Selina, it retracts its combative evil. "Windy, you take care of her." “Guru!” After a loud howl, only the gray-haired wolf named Windy was relieved to use his sharp claws to kill Orla. Orla only had time to scream, and then there was silence.

Or so I thought. What I wasn’t prepared for was the pack. Not just Rufio, Tinkerbell, and Zeus, but four more—each with a different gait, energy level, and attitude. A Frenchie named Waffles with the emotional stability of a gremlin. A golden retriever named Disco, who tried to lick every single stranger we passed. A senior dachshund named Pickles, who had his own stroller. Wasn’t the point of sending your dog on a walk for them to, oh, you know, WALK? But I reminded myself I didn’t know his medical history; maybe it was more about socialization and fresh air than literal exercise. And a wiry little mutt named Skipper who barked at fire hydrants like they owed him money.

Kile muttered. "Kile, shut it!" Rae warned. "Yes Luna." Kile chuckled. "Ok we want details. Wolf names and colors please!" Charlie replied. "Ally's wolf is a brownish color. Her name is Sable. And she's beautiful." James replied looking at Ally. "Rae's wolf is snow white, her name is Winter." Jake replied. "You're kidding?" Charlie asked. "Nope." Jake replied. "How's that possible? I checked her lineage." Charlie replied.

she exclaimed, already crouching down to pet the little dog. "No!" Fael shouted, and she quickly withdrew her hand. "Mike is a Pinscher! Are you crazy? You'd be missing a few fingers if you touched him." Fael was serious as he picked up the little dog, which seemed hoarse from barking so much and squirmed, wanting to get down and attack her. "You sneaky little troublemaker!"

I need to control it and make it more efficient. The idea that Fala was captured makes him upset. She didn't infiltrate this organization to spy on them, that was never the main purpose. 'We are not enemies, in fact, I only want to help these wolves escape this land and do away from discrimination from the humans who reside here. Her imprisonment is disgraceful, I have to set her free even if I have to do it by force.'