Rainbow Wolf 소설 & 이야기

“Is that… the Raven Wolf King?” “Yes.” Grimm, who had followed me, answers. He leans on the wall next to the tapestry and looks up at it. “This is my favorite, to be honest.” I study the picture. A man with long black hair flowing to his waist and piercing black eyes stands in dark armor, a wolf insignia emblazoned on his chest. Behind him, lightning splits furious clouds while ravens wheel through the storm. One perched firmly on his shoulder. He looks imposing, shadowed, and dark.

My wolf had known. I walked to the edge. I looked down. And I stopped breathing. The wolf looking back at me from the water's surface was not grey. It was not brown or black or any of the colours I had seen on every wolf I had ever known. It was not even the dark auburn I might have expected from the red tones in my hair. It was crimson.

Rain blushed at the gesture before he shyly took off his sweater. He nervously glanced at Calvin to make sure he wasn't disgusted or uncomfortable by seeing him naked. Calvin showed no emotions. His wolf face was stoic as ever. The omega took a deep breath before changing into his wolf form. Rain's wolf was white as snow with ocean blue eyes. It would make anyone stop and stare. But it was all useless because Calvin wasn't even interested in glancing in his direction. The omega glanced at his mate who huffed and walked back to where everyone was.

I am happy that my family is here for me, they are all proud of me, but it will only be my mom and Alaric attending the ceremony, the others are too young, just as it is of course my first time being there too… you can’t participate before your first change. “Maybe brown… a pretty chocolate”. I mumble to myself, wondering what colour of wolf I will be. There are different shades of grey and brown, those are the… common colours. Then there are black wolves, which are rare..and mostly high ranking wolves are black. There are also white wolves... but there hasn’t been a new white wolf in decades. There are of course myths of even rarer colours ... golden wolves, the moon wolf, which is silver a

Because following the other in which things were run, Zafira was not supposed to be in the room and here she was asking the question that was on everyone’s lips. Melnyk answered her questions by saying “We are blessed in this lands, first people saw us as unlucky for our forefathers were cursed and they became werewolves but as soon as they realized the gift it came with, they became scared because we have the ability of a wolf and that of a human." Melnyk paused for a while and soon continued "An average wolf is said to be stronger, faster and smarter than the average Man, yet they attack us and we can’t fight back because of a mistake my great-grandparent did” He paused again like he was s

Stumbling through the entrance in a wobbly state, warped her surroundings once more and teleported her into her home, where she found a large wolf waiting. Ears perked up at her arrival and its gaze flicked to her as she fell over in surprise. The wolf was large, with glossy fur as black as the cosmos, a long, fluffy tail that swished to a steady rhythm, and eyes like glittering gold. It approached her lightly. Using its nose, it nudged her hand up to say she could touch. She hesitated, slightly recoiling in fear. The wolf closed its eyes in understanding and nuzzled her hand in encouragement. The softness of its fur soothed her instantly and it leaned into her touch before shifting into its

There's an apology I need to convey to him. In a split second, a strong gust of wind carrying sand began to surround Jermaine and Rohan and when the wind left, both of them had transformed into their wolf form. One is a wolf with two-tone fur, a combination of black on the front and white on the back and tail. His eyes glowed a beautiful bright blue. It was Jermaine's wolf form, a unique feature only possessed by pure descendants of Alpha Jocheved blood. Meanwhile, the other is a silver wolf with golden eyes.

Laughter and the sound of padded paws filled the air, creating a symphony of ecstasy that echoed throughout the forest. Meanwhile, months have passed. A uncommon and strong incident had occurred in the center of the wolves' dominion during the starry night. Seraphine had given birth to a male Alpha Werewolf with her royal demeanor and dominating aura. Raff, as he was named, came into the world with a power that seemed to mirror his mother's. His fur was a deep crimson color, the mark of strength and terror.

I breathed deeply and decided to stop skirting around the subject. “A wolf can see more vividly than regular people. To us, other wolves stand out from humans by their auras. I guess, what I’m trying to say, Alice Hawkins, is, that you shine like a wolf. See that guy walking his dog? To my wolf senses, the guy is a big old gray blob. His dog is somewhat of an orange aura, hopping about. Now, you, on the other hand, you’re the whole freaking rainbow.” Alice blushed and averted her gaze, smiling.

Lucian could feel what Raya was before I could, that’s for sure. Two wolves appeared before us within minutes. One was decently large, who I recognized as the Beta wolf. His rusted color fur shagged around his massive figure as he sat at my height. The other wolf was smaller, about Raya’s height, sitting down. His fur was a deep red with naturally orange highlights that made his fur have the same appearance as that of a burning flame.