Real Wolf Ears Romane & Geschichten

Tears rolled down his face. The ring of wolves around him glanced at each other and moved in closer. A black wolf with a notched ear cocked his head, moved forward slowly and used his nose to push the rogue onto his back. He growled when the Beta didn't move fast enough. The black wolf stared at the his eyes. He looked away and laid on his back, pulling his head back to bare his throat. The black wolf opened his mouth and held the male by the neck. He growled and bit down enough to keep hold and shook his prey who remained absolutely still.

Her sight had failed to process the detail during past moons, but now that her eyes analyzed the shape closely, Paige’s ears genuinely mirrored the sharp, legendary contours of an alpha-fringe. Paige immediately flattened her hair over her ears, her cheeks burning with intense color. “Identify your line! It is thoroughly offensive to roar across a public clearing, you know,” she growled, her brow furrowing deep. A massive sequence of winters had dissolved since an entity last pointed out her unique ear structure. The young male wolf began to grin from ear to ear, exposing a row of sharp, white fangs. He lifted his hand to part the short fur lining his forehead, pointing directly at a nearly

Looking back down at the wolf, I was pretty sure they were new. Their fur was a mix of three different colors; a sandy brown, black, and white. The majority of them were a combination of brown and black but the white was sprinkled in very specific spots. Around the ears, muzzle, paws and tail were all white that bled into the black and brown. Their eyes were bright, reflecting that their wolf was in charge. Squatting down, I smiled, looking them in their eyes. “Don’t tell your human side this, but with where the white is on your muzzle, you look like an old man.”

I jump up and open my mouth to yell at her, but as always, another surprise awaits me. Though I have never seen Allison in her wolf form before, I know the one gnashing teeth at me isn't her. How you may ask? Simple, only rogues have blood-red eyes and an excessive amount of drool around their mouths. To make matters worse, because I'm so lucky, this one looks pretty rough, and I can see foam around the muzzle. Oh great, not just a wild wolf but a fucking wild wolf with damn rabies. "God, fucking damn it, you're the last thing that should be getting in my way. Get out of here; you have no business being here," I groan in pure annoyance. It'd be better if this wolf left me the fuck alone; I'm

White fur grow along with changing the shape of her muzzle, nose and eyes. Her ears are getting bigger, wider with a growing fur and time over, she is now a fully white wolf like wow! Her shiny fur seemed to call out the sunlight. She is also a large wolf like Ross' but she looks even bigger because of the thickness of her fur. On her forehead there is a little brown as well as those around her blue eyes. I couldn't help but giggle and gently touch her fur but there was also the doubt thinking that she might bite but I knew Esther was still there so what I was thinking was unlikely to happen.

I was at a loss for words. It was an Alpha wolf similar to my dad's but for two differences. The first was the Bright shiny green eye color and the second was a wound on its ear like a cleft or tear and she put this Alpha wolf in a red and pink heart surrounded by blue and purple flowers and it was so detailed and amazing. it's not too big or too small, and it was below her shoulder above her left boob. So because of the placement, she had to remove her bra till it healed.

I jumped off him, shaking out my fur as I padded to the lake’s edge. The water mirrored back a sight that made me pause. A large white wolf stared at me with piercing amber eyes that seemed to burn with a quiet intensity. My reflection shimmered in the ripples, and I noticed something etched into the fur on my shoulder—a faint, almost otherworldly marking. Its shape was indistinct, like a symbol on the verge of revealing its meaning.

FUCK. “VI... WAIT” I call to her. Her snow-white wolf with black tipped ears flips her head to look at me. She has a beautiful diamond shape just above her eyes. Shes a stunning wolf, and River is suddenly bursting to come out. He wants time with his mate as much as I do with mine.

The wolf, looked back at us, it had grey and black fur and I’d recognised those enormous honey brown eyes anywhere. Reila?

The pain had subsided and Jenson stared down wide eyed at the most glorious wolf he'd ever set his sight upon. Her eyes were like bright sparkling emeralds. Her coat was a shiny black...almost blue it was so dark. There were white patches on each foot that looked like she had socks on her paws. Between her eyes was a diamond shaped white patch, and the tip of each ear was dotted white. Her wolf had made her appearance early and she was absolutely magnificent.