Karkat Horns Novels & Stories

When she can't successfully do the intended mission, she just balks and lets out a fury of magic spells. Horned rabbits are the size of a normal cat, with dark fur and white eyes. Their legs are strong that they can easily jump away before any magic spells would hit them. That's why she proposed Santina would lure it close to Evy that she can kill them using her short sword. The second thing she found out, is that Santina doesn't compromise when she's agitated. After not being able to hit it multiple times, Santina has now ceased to listen to Evy's plan and just continued to fire wind cutters as if she were firing a rifle.

Ki Janggan Nayantaka was worried that his efforts would fail. Both eyes of the black Makara turned to the spirit of Aji Sangkala flying nearby. He concentrated his nets and was disturbed by the flow of energy emitted by Arya Santanu's body. Makara felt the energy of an enormous demon. Unexpectedly, he stood up and rose from the surface of the water. His body was erect and his dragon scales were visible. A long trunk with white horns like elephant tusks was embedded around the trunk. ROAR! The black Makara roared loudly and made a sound that could be heard throughout the ocean. It stared at the spirit of Aji Sangkala.

The horn must already have been gone when he saw Ariandre in his dream. “Yes, I had a horn,” Ariandre replied. “A very special and very beautiful one.” Leesa tried to imagine what the horn had looked like, as she was certain everyone else but Kai and Raj were doing. In her mind, she saw a long, spiraling white horn like the ones she had often seen in pictures, but she could not quite imagine such a horn sprouting from Ariandre’s human head. She wanted to ask about it, but felt doing so might be impolite.

I'm speculating, but the thought is more comforting. Quain sighs and eases back into the bed. 'It's a shame the hunt could not go on', he says queitly, 'I had eyes on a particular bucken this year'. 'Like you would stand a chance if I were around', Cyran says. Quain waves a hand. 'It's probably for the best anyway. Wouldn't want to be caught up in that stupid hound for the Belkian horns'. 'Belkian horns?' I repeat. Cyran had mentioned it earlier this evening, when he had gone into that trance. It must be some instrument of grey power if I have not read about it before. 'What are these horns about?' Cyran asks. 'We used to assume that they were myth. Stories told to us around the fire. Turns

said Kaptan before attacking me head on. He went straight for one of my horns at the front. With the use of his bare hands, he forcefully pulled it until the base cracked and he successfully broke it. I screamed and recoiled in agony as he casually threw the broken horn aside. I didn’t even have the chance to touch any part of his body so they would rot away.

He shakes his head, “No, yours are white gold heartless horns.” I frown and look up at him, “Heartless have horns?” He nods, “I’ve never seen mine. It’s said you have to earn the right to see them, whatever that means. They look kind of like yours but are just a tad shorter and black and spiral upward instead of back. My mom had them, I never knew how she got them though.” Tracing his mark, “Do all Daemons have horns?” He shakes his head again, “No, just heartless.”

Rising, the sleeves slowly cascade down their arms, covering their markings as they turn towards us, and in one fluid, synchronized motion, they tip their heads back, allowing their hoods to fall to rest along their shoulders, revealing pale faces just as disturbingly beautiful as everything else about them. Their heads are bald, smooth except for a ridge of bright scales that shimmer like starlight as they twist and turn their tilted heads, listening to the surrounding air with large, fan-like ears that wrap around their heads like delicate petals. Their eyes are sun-bright, flickering like embers, and growing just above their temples are a pair of translucent horns that fork out in a grace

He looked down at the body and placed the small figurine in the boy's hand. " Rest in peace Icarus. I swear. I’ll avenge you." Kronos stood up as a new scent reached his nose, a smell he didn't know. Moments later, a patrol of four Imperial soldiers wearing black armor approached him. The armor had a pointed helm with two squared holes leaving the eyes minimally exposed. Attached to the top was a tiger head shaped ornament piece.The shoulders were rounded, very long and enormous. They were decorated with two curved animal horns on each side, placed on the front and backside.