Draw The Squad Novels & Stories

They liked the idea of filling in the shoes of ancient beings. "I'll take Gryphon," said Sunflower. "I've always liked the whole lion and eagle vibe." "Should we name Grizz' squadron for him?" asked a squad leader. "We could name it cockatrice. Loud, obnoxious, has a death stare…" "Anyone gonna claim Thunderbird?" said another squad leader. "If not, my squadron's taking it." The three squadrons quickly decided on Roc, Gryphon, and Thunderbird. If Grizz' and his lackey's squadrons joined them, they were free to choose their own.

~Let me know when you get home. My thumb hovered over the screen, hesitation creeping in as I wondered if adding a heart emoji would look desperate. In the end, I sent it anyway. Not even thirty minutes later, I was settling into the living room, trying to distract myself with a hockey game. The team playing was 'The Serpents.' They didn't get that name by accident; they were the most aggressive, ruthless squad in the league. Coming from overseas, they dominated the world ranking, and right now, nobody seemed able to touch them.

While Morpheus was attempting to sketch down some plans on the diary I had set in front of him on the table, we all maintained silence and paid close attention to what he had to say. After approximately five minutes of him drawing some things on the journal, he lifted his head to describe the plan that he had drawn so far. He had been drawing some things in the journal. He spoke those words while looking directly into the eyes of everyone seated around the table. "We will have to go with three teams on this plan. The major and most powerful of our squad would have to go without any single ammunition, except for this." As soon as he said that, I thought to myself how what he said sounded craz

This squad was known as the Dutchman, gaining their name both from the fact that the red-head squad leader went by the name of Davy Jones, and the fact that the squad chased down prey similarly to how its fictional counterpart chased down its own targets to hell and back. While both women fled at their fastest speeds, never once did it cross either's mind to split up and run in different directions. The first reason for this stems from the fact that the other side had more numbers so splitting up would make their situation even worse. The second was the fact that the duo was very close and even the thought of splitting up probably never had the chance to enter their mind. As for the third re