Mask Of The Blue Falcon の小説・ストーリー

(Captain Falcon) Captain Falcon, staying true to his name, he is actually a Demi-Human of Hawk Tribe, his head were just simply a falcon head, with beak and all, with his humanoid body and wings behind him, he is just your average man. Sometimes I wonder just how they differentiate each others as most of them always looked the same to me, thankfully their uniforms have name tags, if not there will be a lot of confusion. “Welcome Back, Your Highness…”.(Holgun Iron Horn)

The favored son of the High Fang. He moved like the world didn’t have the right to touch him—each step deliberate, quiet, final. He was taller than I remembered. All lean muscle and storm-black leather. His uniform wasn’t standard issue; his cloak was embroidered with silver thread that shimmered like moonlight on fresh blood. His collar bore the sigil of the High Fang: a wolf’s skull surrounded by thorns. But it was his eyes that held me. Frost and fire. Cold blue with a ring of gold around the iris, the exact color of a winter sun burning through smoke.

*** As we pulled out of the driveway, I noticed a brown rectangle box on the seat next to Cindy. "What's that?" I asked. She shrugged. "That's your mask, Snow. Check it out," Dorian said from the front seat. I scowled, thinking he should've sat in back with us. "It seems small," Cindy remarked, handing me the box. I placed it in my lap. It did seem minute compared to Cindy's mask, which had three large feather plumes in baby blue and gray protruding from the right side. Her mask was baby blue except around the eyes, which had small sequins the same color as the sequins on her dress, lining the openings.

A majestic and ruthless cold aura exudes from him, giving one the urge to subconsciously bow to him. On the man’s face was a sleek and metallic cold, black mask that had intricate, sharp, fierce yet minimalistic designs that made it seem as if it wanted to come alive. The mask's eye cutouts are sharp, revealing the man's piercing, deep, and frigid blue eyes. The mask edges were sharp and precise, enhancing the man's intimidation, majesty, coldness, and ruthlessness.

Falcon was driving back with Silver in the passenger seat. She had been quiet all afternoon and staring out the window. He stirred every so often, giving the alpha to understand that his body could in the various parts where the position was pressing. Her body was fully covered, loose-fitting pants that reached her ankles and a long-sleeved, turtleneck blouse. Despite the high temperature, she did not want to expose the various evidence that marked her skin.

I playfully slapped my hand to my forehead and scolded him for frightening me earlier. "What? I just averted a major disaster," he said, defending himself with a confident smirk. Thankfully, we didn't have to search for masks for too long. Kenny was determined to find the perfect ones for all of us, especially for Jasper. He finally settled on a silver mask adorned with blue stones and feathers that perfectly complemented my dress. For Jasper, he found a sleek black and blue mask, and for himself, a simple black mask with elegant black stones.

With this movement, a bird that seemed to belong to the class of sparrows fell on the balcony outside her bedroom. Sienna got up to take a look. Sienna opened the door, only to see a wounded little falcon that had fallen onto the balcony. This little falcon fluttered on the ground. Half of its wings were injured, and a dart with anesthetic was also stuck on it. It obviously had no more strength to struggle. Sienna blinked. ‘Why does this little falcon look so familiar? Is it the one that I saw in the desert?’ It had white feathers all over its body and a pair of overbearingly sharp claws. Its clean and sharp eyes were as blue as the sky. This little fella would have looked absolutely majesti

Those blue eyes met mine and a bizarre feeling erupted. “All done, Alpha. Any more requests?” I held my guard up, not losing control nor letting my affections take over. My hands rested and ignored the way he darts his stares at me. “Nothing, I wonder where your falcon emblem is.” I froze, falcon emblem is a commander’s badge affirming its status and ranking which I didn’t expect for this Alpha to notice it is missing. “Vampires ambushed us on the way, such unexpected attack costs all my attention that I may carelessly have lost it. Spare me for my recklessness, Alpha.” I kneeled down and felt his steps closer and closer until his distance was no longer a meter away.

(Alicia) I step forward, and I can feel every gaze locked onto me, a collective breath held in anticipation. I carefully unbutton the jacket that matches my blue gown and take it off to show my bare shoulders and arms, revealing the intricate, blue-lined mark that stretches from my neck, across my shoulder, and down my upper arm: a beautiful blend of swirling Elven patterns that somehow form the shape of a howling wolf against a full moon. It glows under the moonlight, symbolizing a bridge between two worlds.

There was also an envelope with a note that said: My princess, as long as I live , I will see to it that everything taken from you is restored. I felt breathless when I read those words, but for a moment I wondered if the surprise was really Caled 's . What if it was your brother's? He probably already knew I was going to Mudab . If he thinks he's going to buy me gifts, he's sorely mistaken. I will never marry someone because of a contract. I am not an object to be exchanged for business. That will never happen. I opened the other package and found a beautiful gold bracelet, adorned with blue stones. I held it before my eyes and felt my heart race when I saw a pendant in the shape of a falco