Konoha's Novels & Stories

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“Varjo. They’re literally made of shadows and will drain you of your life essence.” An ear-splintering howl sounded in the distance, causing me to jump in shock. Conri nudged me to my feet, allowing me to lean against him. “It’s okay. It’s just Connor.” Conri threw his head back, and a soulful, long howl vibrated through his chest as he answered his beta. It amazed me for a moment that he could make such vicious-sounding snarls and then, moments later, let out a beautiful howl that warmed my core. Moments later, crashing sounded through the woods, and the rest of the pack surrounded us. Cody and Connor stopped near Conri.

WHILE these foxes' parents are getting ready to get the light from the moon spirit, all the guardians met at once. They were standing on top of the hill and staring at those foxes. Their image is small for these gods and goddesses. "She's getting weaker," Mountain spirit said. He is Konan. His body has lava, and his hair is burning from fire. "You're right. She can't separate her feelings from her priority as a leader. All foxes might be put into danger because of her irresponsibility. What did we do wrong?" Forest spirit replied. Her name is Olivia. She is surrounded by twigs, leaves, and flowers.

She wore a white and gold trench coat with a gray cotton shirt and white pants and open toed sandals. A smell similar to a combination of cedar and lavender wafted in Kronos’s nose. This woman must be of the Ryoharu Kitsune Tribe. The Kitsune were known assassins, sneaky, intelligent, and masters at deception. Kronos looked at the other female who looked to be a few winters older than Kronos. She had a narrow face with a cleft chin. She had long silver hair that was braided. She was tall, standing at least six foot nine, and burly for a woman. She wore a scowl that Kronos suspected was usual for her.

The debate finally came, there were thirty states and all the states that partake were invited. Destiny stood on the podium in all her glory, she was very neat and beautiful, her long hair was neatly maid and smelling well. Her white shirt was well looked and attractive, her white socks and shoes were well polished. She held her notebook and pen in her hand. They were asked to take their seat while the moderator gave the instructions.