Hippo Synonyms Novels & Stories

This was their land form. "You mean seahorses?" I asked her. "That would be the equivalent in your language, so yes," she answered. The rest of the mounts were a combination of pegasoi, khimaira, and stoikheṓdes alogo, which Avril translated as pegasi, chimaera and elemental horses. It was immensely cool to see mythic horses.

I nuzzled it and cooed at the bright yellow animal with hints of scales on its body. “It’s a hippocampi,” Poseidon spoke loudly behind us, making me jump. Luci gripped me tightly. Clearing his throat, Poseidon stepped away, scratching his head. “Sorry, it’s a hippocampi. Half horse, with a siren tail. It couldn’t be any fish,” he hurried his words. “It had to be strong to be able to push through its hooves because streamlining is near impossible for this animal.” Posideon turned his back and hurried away.

I decided to send a coded message to the brothers. "Hey guys, you know that animal you both rode on at the Lake, what's it called?" I turned round to look at Rufus and Ani. My eyes were sending silent messages to them. I only hoped they would understand. They looked at me, and I could see the confusion in their eyes. Ani replied. "They're called hippopotamus. Hippo's for short." "Hmm! Hippos are large and big and can barrel their way through anything because of their size." I suddenly stopped and turned round to look at the brothers.

Every day Aki practiced sliding down Shun’s side to shield herself from imagined enemy fire while simultaneously holding her bow under the horse’s chin and returning fire, all at full gallop. Hippocamps, however, were a completely different breed of horses. The name meant “sea horse” but they were more kin to reptiles. One specimen floated by the dock of Pukkitunturri after the blue Slayer Aleksandr, also known as Sasha, blew a conch-shell horn to make a long, eerie and rumbly call. Even with most of its body submerged and only its neck sticking out of the water, the hippocamp dwarfed Sasha and the rest of the crowd gathered on the small dock carrying sputtering torches and powdered with sno

I didn’t want to be there, at the zoo, watching Jordyn and Laura fawn all over each other. “No, it's true,” Dillon interjected. I glared at him. “Hippos are crazy dangerous.” Really, Dillon? You’re taking Jordyn’s side? I flashed him a curt look. “What?” he said. “It’s a well known fact, Cass. Hippos eat people.” “Whatever,” I replied. I stood in silence as they admired the giraffes and lions. “Where to next?” Laura asked. “I think there’s a penguin exhibit,” she suggested.

There's only one world for it; WOW! "Take a picture, hippo, it lasts longer" Hunter says cockily. Hippo? "Who's Hippo?" I ask him. He gives me a 'duh' look "Have you forgotten the tip toeing incident?" he asks. I remember my first failed revenge plan yesterday and my face heats up. But seriously, Hippo? That's the most uncute nickname of all uncute nicknames, not that I want a cute nickname from Hunter or anything. I ignore him and take off my jacket while making my way back to the tent. I hear his loud chuckle as I continue to walk away.