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"Hey, human, since you don't wish to live on, don't blame me for what's going to happen!" Then, the Great Whale and Tiger family member roared and hoisted his large rod. A terrifying aura began accumulating at the edge of the large rod until it looked like it had reached its maximum capacity. "This…" The members of the Sandy family outside Defense City were stunned. That was because such a scene was way too spooky. They had not thought that the Great Whale and Tiger family member would turn out to be so scary. The Great Whale and Tiger family member was named Landon Bob. He was one of the generals of the Great Whale and Tiger family—he was a Rank 5 Honorable Ranked being.

Myles adds. That makes sense I guess. Lone wolves are wolves that leave their packs for many different reasons. They don’t have the rotten decaying smell like a real rogue but they also don’t have a scent as a pack might. I believe that many rogues are actually lone wolves that just want to be left alone and live their lives. I let them all know that Tia is coming for dinner tonight so they need to be on their best behaviour. “I am so glad you came. Don’t you look adorable.” I say.

Father Wolf began angrily—“By the Law of the Jungle he has no right to change his quarters without due warning. He will frighten every head of game within ten miles, and I—I have to kill for two, these days.” “His mother did not call him Lungri [the Lame One] for nothing,” said Mother Wolf quietly. “He has been lame in one foot from his birth. That is why he has only killed cattle. Now the villagers of the Waingunga are angry with him, and he has come here to make our villagers angry. They will scour the jungle for him when he is far away, and we and our children must run when the grass is set alight. Indeed, we are very grateful to Shere Khan!”

The sweat on his forehead had suggested how terrible he felt just now. "I understand it now. No wonder you are so cocky. You have hired him to help out," Tiger said while clenching his fist tightly. Anton stepped forward and had a serious look on his face. "I don't recall ever seeing him before. I bet he is not from Littleton but another island." Tiger nodded. They knew every strong fighter on this island especially those who were level four warrior emperors and above. "Hmph! We have more people than him and we have two level six warrior emperors. There's nothing that they can scare us! Let's fight til they die!" Dragon glared angrily and held his fist tightly.

Chen shook his head. The monkey screeched once again. This is a Lone Bone Monkey. As the name suggests, the Lone Bone Monkey are solitary species where the parent beast would leave the offspring once it reaches the mark of ten years of cultivation. Even now, Chen didn't have any confidence to face a hundred-year-old beast so he searched for this particular Lone Bone Monkey for quite long. As to why he didn't kill it?

Scarlett’s POV Tiger padded over to me, nuzzling me affectionately, and I reached out, stroking his fur gently. It was unexpectedly soft, and his familiar pinewood scent was even stronger in this form, mingling with the crisp, earthy air of the forest. Tiger’s size was impressive; he radiated strength, yet his movements were careful, tender as he shielded me from the cold, his massive body creating a warm cocoon around me. I leaned into him, feeling a comfort and safety I hadn’t expected.

Lokius, however, let out a primal growl, his form rippling as he shifted into a tiger. With a snarl, the striped beast charged. Lokius’s powerful hind legs launched him forward, claws raking the ground as his body arced toward Gildeon. Gildeon was ready. His scales hardened, bracing him for the attack. The tiger’s sheer mass bore down on him, the impact sending tremors through the ground. Lokius’s fangs sank into his scales, nearly piercing through. They grappled, claw against claw until Gildeon drove a hardened fist into the tiger’s ribs. The blow sent the beast skidding across the ground, leaving deep gouges in the dirt.

The tiger laid her head between her paws and purred while Ashley massaged her. “Do you like stalking me?” she asked, looking at me. I just realised that I was following her and didn’t even bother hiding myself. “Umm... No. Why would I stalk you? This garden is my favorite spot in the school and I come here to meditate sometimes", I said awkwardly. “Whatever”, she picked up her tiger and cuddled her. My wolf started howling with jealousy. “What’s her name?” I asked her. “Nova”

Even without his werewolf senses, the scent of his mother he could never mistake. "THAT'S ENOUGH!" Thundered the angry Asian werewolf. Her dark eyes flickered orange indicating the presence of her wolf Ira with every intention of defending her pup. She pulled the boy towards her figure shielding him away from the three dominating males that she did not fear defying. The boy sighed in content inhaling his mums scent that smelled like freshly ground Bengali turmeric that his grandma sent them every year for Christmas. "Step away from him leona. We're not done yet"

I won't give her any satisfaction. “You know…,” Natasha sneered, "we only train because to show us with the Ashwing Owls. They are the one who decides who is strong enough to be Luna and who is just pretending to be strong but is weakling," I clench and unclench my fists at her words, trying not to show any reaction to her words. It's also true that Ashwing Owls are one of the strongest creatures in the supernatural realm. Their feathers shimmer with ember, allowing them to blend into the sky.