Panda Warriors Novels & Stories

With Miguel's return to the room, the two could come across two guys standing at his door, one with brown hair in a well-aligned haircut, a shaved beard and standing with his hands in his pockets while the other was talking super excitedly, gesturing a lot. This one had dark blond hair combed back. As Miguel approached the duo, he put his hand on Catherine's shoulder, making her look at him a little scared at first. His hand was warm, and he had to take a step to his side, which made her smell his wonderful scent. It was Miguel's perfume, with a woody odor that matched perfectly with his lumberjack style. The trance in her mind was broken when she heard him introduce her.

Sitting on the soft carpet on the floor, Exequiel let his back touch the ground. "Hah, that was wild." He laughed while catching his breath. On the other hand,. Scott didn't have any choice but to wear white pajamas with black dots that resembled a Dalmatian dog. To summarize it, Patrish is the panda, Hera is the tiger, Kianna is the sheep, Scott is the dog, Warren is the fox, Kyler is the bunny, and lastly, Exequiel is the green dinosaur. "Who came up with this lame idea?"

Made said. “How beautiful,” Alfi said. “Right... What a place.” Herman added. “Oh, thank you for your compliment, the villagers still conserve their unique tradition which was born centuries ago.” Made said. “What tradition?” Koji asked. “Perang Pandan. (Pandanus War)” Made replied walking forward. They follow Made. “Perang Pandan? What is that?” Katon asked. “Perang Pandan known as Makere-kere is the villagers” tradition where they have to fight one on one using pandanus as their weapons and shields.” Made explained.

There’s a brisk chill in the air as winter is drawing to a close, me and twelve other young women and men sit around the training area looking at all the fighting equipment there was an array of training mats, boxing gloves and wooden swords of all sizes. At the age of eighteen you were allowed to train to be a pack warrior and today is our first day of training for The Blue moon pack.

It was amazing. ‘What was that?’ Darryl squeezed his brows. He pulled the jade circle hoop and held it in his hands to observe it. Just at that moment, all the other wolves were planning to attack. However, once they saw the black circle hoop. They roared softly and moved backward slowly, looking intimidating. ‘Shi*t, this thing is capable of chasing away wolves?’ Seeing that, Darryl was excited and happy. He was even more curious about the circle hoop. “Pang Tong, do you know what this is?” Darryl could not help but ask. Pang Tong was a famous warrior during the three-kingdom period.

Anyways, back to the hierarchy. We had this groups of boys; the sports players? I won't call them that because some members of this group were in debate clubs and others were rappers in High Rhythm( the school music group), Mofy and some others call them Assholes and yes, Manny had managed to make his way into their group last term, God-knows-what he had he had to do; whatever it was, it wasn't legal at all. Saudis; a girls-only-group, obviously. If this was a Netflix movie they would be cheerleaders but the Saudis were a diverse group just like the Assholes. They could be the mean girls but if the mean girls were seven in number.

Killian looked over his shoulder and then turned back to the table. “That is one of our young warriors,” he said softly. I couldn’t help the look of confusion that crossed my face. “What is a warrior doing fetching chairs?” “We have a strict policy here: All warriors must learn to serve, as well as fight. They must learn to appreciate what goes into keeping a camp and compound running. I firmly believe that every warrior needs to know that the people who clean the mess hall, serve their food, and keep a fire in the hearth are just as important – if not more so – than the warriors themselves.”

The handsome man with emerald-green eyes stroked Deanna's wet cheek before leaving his wife's presence. All the warriors began putting on horse harnesses, and some ran ahead toward the Pandora Pack. Some were not allowed to ride horses to maintain the balance of the horses that would die in the upcoming battle. The warriors also wore armor that covered their entire bodies except for their eyes and carried swords as well. “I'll go through the North.” Some warriors who were already skilled in battle began to rely on their instincts because Meazus or Zoan did not give any instructions. Before reaching the main gate, they saw the Alpha of the Pandora Pack standing there, raising his hand to halt

Damon The air was thick with sweat and pine as I ended my training round, the last punch landing with a dull thud against the padded dummy. My knuckles stung, but the pain grounded me. About thirty minutes before, I finished my training with my warriors. They were some of the best in the Dark Moon Pack. “Alpha!” a voice called out, breathless and urgent. I turned sharply. It was one of the gate guards, wide-eyed and panting. “There’s a fight at the border. A rogue tried to force entry. She’s—” He hesitated, swallowing. “She’s handling herself.”

Yuan promised me. I just held my breath. I just hope that this will end soon. This war is no longer with us, but with the new generation. ••• August's POV A mission scroll was passed to the headmaster so that we could all be excused from our class. We will be away for a long time as we will tour the entire world of Pandora. If the earth has only seven continents, then how many with Pandora? We have Veneesha, Atlantis, Anatolia, Litho, Tierraguzam, Kimera, and Winterfell. There are eight continents, but Anatolia right now is the nest of the orcs. And with this traveling, I can already put up with travel goals. But do you need a visa and passport? I don't have one! But of course, that's not a