Ice Age Weasel Novels & Stories

'What did I tell you? Never trust too easily. Now my feeling has been confirmed. Alexander and Mell are part of the Black Wolf's Clan. Mell was the mole in the Clan. And I have the feeling that Alexander came in our life to become the Balck Clan spy.' Ash instinct suddenly voiced out as they were investigating the evidence gathered at the crime scene.

Weasel got off Colt by stepping on his nose and took a leap at me. Will giggled as Mr. Weasel's fluffy tail swept across his arms. Colt covered his nose and said, "What the hell is that?!" I said, "This is Mr. Weasel. He's my friend." "I have to say that you hang out with very strange friends, Louisa. Bats, salamanders... now weasels?" Colt looked around and said. I saw several small weasels, black, brown, and white, popping up from the bush and skipping towards us.

Alpha Gray’s eyes widened, and he straightened himself upon the rickety wooden chair. “What. Why I am only finding out about this now?” He accidentally growled at Perla. She looked sternly at him, and he sunk back down unto the chair. “I only just found out myself,” Perla continued. “The vision came to me two days ago, and I have triple checked, but my magic mirror is certain.” “Where is the Ice wolf?” Alpha Gray asked in a softer tone not to upset his grandma again. “She is a seventeen-year-old girl living in the human parts of White Creek town.”

"Who is their master?" "The Ice-Wyrm," the Oracle replied, and the golden light around them shrank down, like it was withdrawing. "A ancient, colossal beast of absolute zero. It came from the deepest trenches of the Great Glacier. It felt the death of its children, and now it’s broken through the permafrost. It’s currently leveling the Obsidian Claw packlands, chasing the silver light that slaughtered its army." Kaelen cursed—viciously—hauling me upright, and Caleb’s golden eyes popped wide with panic. Jace was already mentally doing distance calculations, like his brain didn’t even blink.

He broke our gaze and the hole gaped. He approached the leader of the Azraels, Intiyago. Azraels were the most dangerous wolves in the world and for him to challenge them was brave or insane. The Azraels were our prime predators, they had been hunting us for decades. We were safe in the cove but someone must’ve told them where we were. They were cannibalistic creatures and Sun wolves a delicious drug of strength, to ensure their immortality or so the myth goes.

"Brandur is one. You remember he is called The Destroyer?" She fought back the gratifying smile that tugged at her lips with his growing unease. Maybe she could scare him enough into abandoning his plan and tell her where baby Brand was before the wolves caught up to them. "And they are not just regular wolves," she continued. "They are the size of the legendary Dire wolves. Brand's wolf comes almost up to my shoulder on his flat feet. His teeth are as fearsome as the Háhyrnir (killer whale) that roamed our sea."

Fenna smiled at him and scraped her throat, “Because Lola is here for the first time, I would like to tell the story of Agnitus it is one of my personal favorites.” The music played with deep bass and Fenna started talking in a deep voice, “Once werewolves lived in packs of thousands. They were superior beings loved by all. But with great beauty comes jealousy. The human race got jealous of the werewolf’s majestic appearance and the unity that lived among them. A war broke out and our numbers rapidly decreased. The moon goddess was determined to not let her creation go extinct, so she made a werewolf greater than the gods themselves. A werewolf mighty and pure of heart. Her revenge rained do

Before they could react, I launch myself at one of them, my claws come out and I slide on the ground while kneeling and cut the back of his ankle. Next , I spy a huge branch on the ground and I take it and throw it to another ones head and before he can react, he is hit. I feel a sharp pain in my thigh and I now notice that I was stabbed by a small stick, I take it out and look around ,but I don't see other wolves! I guess they ran away huh? I guessed wrong because the next thing I know, a guy comes with a huge stone and aims it towards my head... I use the last of my strength to push him and it lands on him instead! It squashes his brain and all that's left of it is something that looks

Deucalion I repeated in my head. I felt him stop. I didn't raise my head, scared to be seen by his kind. I thought him allowing me to stay with him would just be us two, not with his entire kind. Foolish me I should have known since he was the leader of the werewolves. "Sit up," I heard him command me. My body shivers nervously as I did, showing myself to his kind. They were as frightened as I was of seeing them. "She's a human," a dark-haired she-wolf who seemed within the same age as me, 18, said surprisingly.