Jungle Book Wolf Names Novels & Stories

"Alright! Back to the point. I need a name." "Killery." "Beastery." "Fury." "Guys? Do you really think that adding e-r-y to a name would make it cute?" "I didn't add e-r-y to Fury." I glared at Nate. "Custard. Name it Custard." Everyone looked at Ace. Shocked that he managed to give a cute name that doesn't need to sound forced. "Custard." I repeated the name and actually liked the sound of it. "Hey that is it!" I said and carried the little wolf to my lap. "His name is now Custard. How about it boy?" I asked if the little wolf expected it to bark or something like in movies, but it just fell asleep on my lap.

I tilted my head and looked up to her, and shook my head. "What is your wolf's name, mommy?" I asked her. "Her name is Aurora. I named her after a cartoon I enjoyed." My Mother said and smiled as she turned towards me and leaned against her elbow. "Then I'll name my wolf L-Liya!" I declared and giggled. "That is not how you say-" "Liya, Mommy! Liya! Liya! Liya!" I demanded and looked at my Mother as I pointed a finger towards her, "My wolf is going to be as beautiful as yours."

We've already figured it out, the black wolf was just fulfilling his promise to his alpha. - So, what's his name? - Decided to defuse the situation Chris. - Whom? - pretended to be a fool Fox. - Well, who did my ex go to? Chris continued. - You haven't met. - I repeated again. Zel, his name is Zel. But his name won't do anything for you. - Phoenix! Mikhail and Marun shouted at the same time. - Well, yes. I repeated with a shrug. - And you, in general, what was the last thing you found there?

she said and smiled brightly. “Hello, Amy.” Jake said and gave her a kiss on her cheek. She gave me a big hug. “I can’t wait to meet your wolf tomorrow, Emmy. Our wolves will be best friends, I just know it. Just like we are.” “Oh, I am sure Alora will love my wolf.” I said with a huge grin. Our wolves have their own names. Amy’s wolf is named Alora, and Jake’s is named Jared. I can’t wait to learn my wolf’s name.

Moon said. "Moon, you realize my Wolf is a dark wolf, or Nightmare wolf, right? I can barely control him as it is, you want me to just talk with him, bond with him, and hope he reveals his name, making it easy on me? My Wolf is just as pissed off at me as every other wolf that has a human now. Just because my Wolf and I work together from time to time doesn't mean it's going to work out this time." Rex snorted.

They are all excited for the revealing of their future Alpha’s name. I took a breath, my voice steady. And without missing a beat, I raised my voice, loud and proud. “His name is Johanis.” The clearing erupted in murmurs, the name being passed from wolf to wolf like a whispered oath. The elders at the front exchanged approving glances, while some of the younger wolves looked at each other, nodding in satisfaction. Then, of course, Rio ruined the moment. Pretending as if he didn’t know about it in advance.

Amelia looked at me kindly and said, well, whatever the circumstances, you do have your wolf and she is beautiful. Thank you, that she is. And um, May I ask the name of your wolf. I said. Amelia laughed, you don't have to be shy in asking. I just wasn't sure if you wanted to tell us the name of your wolf, because it seemed that you hold her really close. With that said, the name of my wolf is Cynthia, which means moon. she said. That is a pretty name, she must also be beautiful. I said. She is and really strong. Through we lost not one but two pups, she keeps the hope alive, that everything will work out in the end, even when I am unable to see it. Of course Elzie and Orion has been our rock

"What's your wolf's name?" “Hex,” Hawthorne answers automatically, his hazel eyes glowing bright green. “My wolf’s name is Hex.” Of course it is. A witchy wolf for a hybrid pup. “And does Hex have an opinion about this?" Hawthorne's eyes close as he communicates with his wolf. "No. He doesn't want to go rogue, but he doesn't trust you, alpha."

Amidst our shared revelation, my wolf conveyed something to me. I didn't want to dwell on it, as it felt... inappropriate. So, I let my wolf continue her journey, wherever it led her, and she enjoyed the soothing touch of the cool breeze against her fur. 'I apologize for the pain I caused. You can rest now, Sophia,' my wolf said. But I reminded her, 'Don't go too far.' 'I won't,' she assured. 'And my name is Nala.' Although I could have nestled here and slumbered beneath the surface, I refrained from doing so. But my wolf suddenly paused, sensing something. She informed me, 'Oh... he followed.'

‘From our mate,’ she finally admitted. Myla sighed, grappling with the emotions. ‘We’ll... move on,’ she resolved. ‘I don’t know if I want to,’ her wolf replied with a touch of melancholy. ‘We have to. Oh, by the way, do you have a name?’ Myla quickly shifted the conversation. ‘My name is Myla. I’m you, dumbass,’ her wolf responded, sounding slightly perkier. Myla couldn’t help but hide a smile. ‘Nope. Let’s call you... Wyla. You know, short for wolf Myla.’