Golden Flower Warrior Cats 소설 & 이야기

Lewis's p.o.v "There are disks over there on the shelf, I have prepared everything for you, I'm sure you can find whayou are looking for. If you want you can get them. And here are the keys." The security guard said while handing them to me. "Okay thanks," I answered then got the keys and went to the shelf. I browsed through the shelf with a smile because I believed I didn't lay a hand on Sharon. The security guard stood up and moved closer.

Alpha Daedos’ narrowed his eyes while looking at Lexus, “What do you mean Lexus?” “I found out that Daffodil Marby was the missing Golden She-wolf after I felt that she was my mate. I tried to protect her from harm and let her return to her country, even if it means pain and heartache on my part. But she was not able to control herself, she returned here in the Cook Islands to find me and we found each other again,” Lexus looked at their Alpha with such look seeking for his understanding. He continued, “I decided to present her to you supposedly today. However, on our way going here, we were blocked and attacked by armed men, who happened to be werewolves from the Black Forest Pack. It seems

My warriors fought with everything they had, but there were too many. Then suddenly—everything stopped. The sound. The movement. The air itself. Still. A sharp, heavy silence filled the hall. Every head turned toward the entrance. And then I saw her. A figure stepped out of the shadows. A wolf. White. Pure white. The light from the moon shimmered on her fur, making her glow faintly. Her eyes—gold and fierce—locked on mine. The rogues stopped growling. They backed away, lowering their heads, whimpering like beaten dogs. Even my warriors froze, staring in shock.

The rebellious Gamma warriors didn't just stop shouting—their inner wolves completely collapsed under the weight of the golden light. The lead warrior’s eyes went wide with a frantic, primitive terror. His knees hit the stone floor with a loud, heavy thud, his head dropping low as his beast forced him into absolute submission. Behind him, row after row of the elite vanguard fell to their knees in unison, their weapons clattering uselessly against the frost-covered stone as they bared their necks to the balcony. "Hail Luna Natalie," a single voice chanted from the front, quickly taken up by the hundreds of kneeling wolves until the entire valley shook with the sound. "Hail the Primal Luna! Ha

I exploded. My bones cracked and sang. My skin stretched. Golden fur erupted from my pores. I stood seven feet tall — a radiant Lycan goddess of war standing in the filth. I charged. The first Crescent Moon warrior didn’t have time to scream. My claws opened his chest. I was a whirlwind of golden death. I tore through their ranks. Severed limbs. Broken spirits. I felt the snap of spines beneath my paws. The warm spray of blood across my muzzle.

Her wolf is out, and the beast wants to play. She circles my brother like a predator would its prey, but little did she know that she's the one being haunted. She pounced on him with a speed I hadn't seen on any female, and if my brother hadn't been a beta, then I doubt even he would have seen it. She pounced on him again, but this time, he wasn't so lucky. Scarlet liquid spilled from my brother's wound, and just as his emerald eyes turned gold, I knew I had to stop this madness before it got out of hand.

Brian's voice was laced with sarcasm. " She's unconscious, there was no reason to hit someone against the ground while training except you don't want her to know what you and your men were up to." Came Cleo's voice. Aldophus remained unfazed at all they were saying. " My uncle will never go against you even if he doesn't come to meet you in person," he added. " Sire, I don't think Aldophus is the culprit, the Silver Crescent Moon Pack members have white, grey and brown furs with only one legendary silver fur member. The wolves that attacked Grooveshire were black as death itself," one of the elders of the court said.

Two apex predators fighting for dominance, for her. Elara refused to stay back. She shifted and dove into the fray, her golden wolf form glowing like a beacon. Power surged through her with every strike. She tore through enemy wolves with unnatural strength, her claws leaving trails of golden light that burned like fire. Warriors who saw her rallied, fighting harder. But Darius's forces were relentless. An Ironfang beta blindsided her, slamming her into the ground. Jaws snapped inches from her throat. She twisted, raking claws across his belly and rolling free. Blood sprayed hot across her fur.

Who are the Goldens anyway? “Oh yes, the Golden Clan. In general, two clans stand above all werewolves: Golden - their flock is located in Canada and Diamond - live in northern India. The Golden Clan, they are, roughly speaking, politicians. Resolve all issues between humans and werewolves. Economy, division of territories, diplomacy, they do a lot of things. And the Diamond clan is engaged in religion. All sources of power werewolves under their control. Tell me, - she looked at me, narrowing her eyes, - what planet did you live on if you don’t know such banal things? It's in the third grade, they probably teach.

Lila sighed internally. Worth asking. The warrior folded his arms. "You traveled all this way for that?" "Yes." "And you expected us to simply hand it over?" "Not really." At least he smiled a little after that. The tension eased slightly. But only slightly. "The pendant stays here." Lila studied him carefully. "Then how do I earn it?" The question surprised them. Eventually the oldest warrior spoke. "There is a cave above the eastern cliffs." Lila listened carefully. "Inside lives a mountain cat that's been attacking our hunters for weeks. Kill it."