Novelas y relatos de Dorohedoro

She was captivated once more by his pretty face. “Magor, my company and I are ready now. The Queen is probably there already, expecting us earlier than the rest.” Finrod declared. “My brethren shall be descending here in a moment.” Magor looked back to the isle she came from. Three more dragons came down to their ship with the same fashion as Magor’s. The one with topaz scales was named Ortinbras, the one with silver scales was named Neceron, while the last one with pristine white scales was named Celtore.

Draco hovered over for a better look. There was a Warabe Jizo who was stocky and made of stone wearing a red happi vest beating a giant drum repeatedly on a stone slab floating on the surface of the calm lake. He jumped and flipped to beat the giant taiko drum many times with a pleasant rhythm. The stone-bodied creature in the form of a child seemed to be enjoying its activities with gusto. Anyone who saw him beating the taiko drums would be moved to dance with him. Draco's tail swayed to the beat of the giant taiko drum without him noticing. It had been a long time since he had felt this relaxed feeling.

“Name, Kuro. Species, Shishilian dog. Sex, male. Symptoms, Paralysis due to dull attack on the head and one broken foot. Suggestions, euthanize.” Darrion’s eyes immediately sharpened. “What?” - Rita stared at the pink dragonfly on Yuta’s thigh and Shoru in Jai’s arms. She felt slightly jealous of the two having the affections from these humans. She also wanted to be held. But Ruta wasn’t here. She puffed her throat and chirped a few times. Feeling quite weirded out by Rita’s sudden talkativeness, Yuta turned his attention to her. “Rita-chan? What is it?”

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A growl rippled through the line. “This is our home,” I continued, my voice growing louder, steadier. “Our families. Our pack. That thing in the mist? That is not our Alpha. That is not our blood. I am your Luna. Damon is your Alpha. And we are still standing. We are all going to stand, we are all going to fight until the very end of this, no matter what is to happen.” I pointed to the creatures writhing at the treeline.

"You look stronger. The sickness has started?" I looked at him in shock, my hand unknowingly reaching over to cover my belly. “You knew? You knew that this would happen?” A thin smile spread on his face. It wasn't evil, just full of a wild certainty. "It was always a possibility. A very welcome one." “Who are you?” I managed to say, voicing out the words from my mouth loud, my voice shaking with anger and fear. “My name is Kael. I am the Alpha of the Shadow Moon Pack,” he said.

Dragon sat with Jenny and her triplets around a small fire, its flames dancing gently and casting shifting shadows across their faces. Jerry sat beside Jackson, with Jakiri next to them. Towering over them, Dragon, with his fiery red eyes and commanding presence, exuded an aura that kept everyone on edge. Finally, there was Jenny. Jerry looked up at Dragon with a curious smile and asked, “You’ve told us a lot about werewolf customs, but there’s one question that has always fascinated me. What’s the story of the mate? And how does a werewolf find their destined partner?”

she comes at me probably to hit me I catch both her hands and mind link her. ‘She’s Tys mate, we simply had something private to discuss’ “really?! Oh my Gods!” she says out loud trying to get from me to Roro ‘no honey, she doesn’t know it yet, so please behave’ she stops and looks up me ‘I’ll tell you later, just behave’ “sorry dear, my name is Doria, Doria Moon” “it’s lovely to meet you Luna Doria” “oh I’m not Luna anymore dear, Doria is fine, do you call him Alpha Zachary?” “no just Zach” “then please just call me Doria, okay?”

Kita replied, shaking her head while having her hand palm down on the earth. “What is a dorphan?” “It is a large, heavily set blind burrowing creature. It feeds on anything magical, roots, plants, and sometimes animals. It may have only attacked the scout spell out of a territorial move, they are rare encounters that not many walk away from,” Kita replied, her eyes darting around the clearing quickly, “Our tomes only mentioned the earth breaking open just before they attacked. None of the hunters that survived their ambushes recorded anything that told of lead up to their attacks, so we will be walking across this area without a way to know we are about to do battle.”

He understands that Minos is most likely autistic. Minos joyfully swims around, engaged in a game of tag with Electra, Meli, Petros, and another little merling girl. He wears a small blue wrap around the upper part of his tail, adding a touch of color to his ensemble. Minos' tail is a mesmerizing forest green with blue stripes and yellow fin tips. His forest green hair also has subtle blue layers, perfectly complementing his unique appearance.