Novel & Cerita Fang Brawl Stars Fanart

Sashi immediately ran back into her room and closed the door, though she still peeked out slightly to see whether Arlan would open it. Curious, Arlan unfolded the paper and saw a drawing made by Sashi. Bintang covered her mouth, holding back laughter at the drawing. Arlan turned to Bintang and held the drawing beside his face, as if comparing them. “Am I really this fierce?” Arlan asked Bintang, because Sashi had drawn him looking intimidating, with sharp eyes, an angry mouth, and a posture that looked furious. Bintang burst into laughter, completely amused, especially since Arlan was comparing the drawing to himself.

Her teeth circled her mate's throat and she growled with a low rumble flexing her jaws slightly. The body beneath her became human and his strong arms came up to grab chunks of fur and muscle on either side of her body. Startled, she released her jaw muscles and in a blink she was airborne. Emily rolled, landed, and came up with her sharp teeth displayed. "I thought you wanted to play?" Brandt's voice was low. His hand came up and gave her the come-hither signal. Emily shifted, "No, you come here." He placed one foot in front of the other and stalked toward her. Her nose was bleeding and she had a large bruise on her cheek. He didn't care, he knew she wasn't seriously hurt and she was beauti

Lastly, Blood Star pack's banner was white and possessed golden fringes with the pack's brand of a massive luminous red star and with dark red markings all around it in a circular shape. Each banner seemed to be competing with the others in terms of being imposing and catchy. "Woah, look at our banner. It looks beautiful. Blood Star!" Zehelina squealed in excitement. For the first time, their pack reached the finals and got a banner! "Yeah, it's indeed our banner," said Zyair as he walked side by side with her. "The whole place looks much more grand than yesterday. It feels like I'm in a different place." Oliver commented.

As I did this I noticed what is now a red crusty shirt that I was wearing. I probably should find a new one….As I looked around trying to find some kind of fresh clothing, I saw nothing but blood stained shirts…. “Guess I will just have to keep it then..” I mumbled. Then I looked at the main piece of armour the bandit was wearing. It was a kind of fur armour. The fur looked to be switched in the rough shape of a torso and was then held tight by an assortment of leather straps. I got to work quickly trying to undo the amour. There were at least five straps on each side of the body. Each one was done so tight, it took me a little while to undo. As I got to the last two, I heard the sound of a

Uncle Benard stood at the edge, his face pale, shouting orders that no one followed. Leo lunged again, feinting left then striking right. His teeth sank into Killian's leg, and I heard the bone crack. Killian stumbled, limping now, but he fought back fiercely. He clawed at Leo's face, missing his eye by inches. Blood matted their fur, turning the courtyard into a battlefield. "You're done, Killian," Leo growled through the bond, his voice echoing in my mind. "She’s mine. Touch her again, and I'll rip you apart."

They felt like Fane had bragged so much for one simple reason, he was obsessed with his own image. To be able to get this far for his own image, they might actually be able to get him on stage later if they provoked him enough. Then, there would be an entertaining show to watch. Everyone was eagerly awaiting the scene, hoping that the warriors from Star Continent would beat that braggart up.