Regular Show Silver Dude Novels & Stories

Of course Hildegarde knew this as well, but she was bored because she was promised a good fight, yet all she got was meaningless trekking for over 20 minutes. *Uh Hah Wo Wu* Silver bent down slightly and gestured as quietly as he could that they were almost at the end. They were almost there. Soon, they would get to meet the Guardian Beast and see the Revival Grass. “You are very cautious of this creature, aren’t you?” Mane found it amusing that Silver was being so careful. The first time this beast had met them it roared loudly as though the entire valley belonged to it. Yet here it was now, being so considerate towards intruding on the habitat of another.

Conroy said with a smile. “Will there be a beer tent?” Silver asked. “Bro, it’s a church fundraiser. What do you think?” Bronze asked him. “So no?” “Definitely no,” Denver said as we laughed. “Well, that sucks,” Silver said. “I know something else that sucks and it’s not your girlfriend,” Bronze said. Silver lunged at him and stuck his tongue in Bronze’s ear. “You asshole!”

He left before he did something stupid. That night, the Forgotten hit a bigger target— an underground fight club the Crimson Shadows used to make money and recruit. Kael led the raid. Kira and five others with him. It went perfect at first. Guards down. Cash taken. A message left in blood on the wall: The Silverfang lives. As they slipped out the back, floodlights snapped on. Ambush. Twenty Crimson Shadow fighters poured in, guns ready. Someone had tipped them off. Kael shifted fast—full wolf this time, silver fur glowing.

, he grumbled as he rose on his feet, grabbed the crimson blade hung behind the doorway and he stripped it into his waist quiver. "Once the Full Moon is activated by the Heavens, my marble will be spotted by all the wolves of the earth, including these draconic dark wolves who sent me out of their pack for not having the same dark furs as them. I swear on my Mum, you'll never get your hands on it", he whimpered as he beat his chest and sprinted out of his room. He's Tigreal, the universe's lone Silver wolf; possibly there are others? He wasn't sure because he'd never met someone like him before.

Well, even more reasons they should die, no one should know my face or gender, yet. By the time Jonah came to me, the last warrior was being held in a chokehold and I slammed him on his own sword. “I feel useless.” He sighed. “Wanna be useful? Help clean this up. This place is close to a market and people will flip seeing this much blood.” I noted. Jonah folded his hands. “What are you doing around here?” I narrowed my eyes at him, and marched to him, my both hands covered with blood. “Don’t ask, Jonah. I’m Your Silver, I can be anywhere.”

And now that you're safe and back at our pack, we are glad and relieved. "So am I. I am happy that you two are safe," I smiled. "Please do not ever think that your past is a burden, sweetheart. You deserve more, and that includes the rest." Mr.Rivo patted my shoulders reassuringly. The rest of the night went by rather pleasantly. After the party finished, some pack members came to talk with me about some pack-related things, but mostly we talked about random stuff. However, no one knew I was a silver werewolf. We cannot divulge my identity, or else it would ruin everything. I tried my best to avoid revealing anything.

I asked. "He wanted to make sure we are not some kind of scoundrels, making a fool of him." Drake said. I nodded, plucking my gaze at my friends. We could have a video call. Now we have to cross the spooky wood again to go back home. The doorman brought the tray, I could see an old-fashioned teapot and cups. "Come," Silver said, walking over to the three-seater sofa. I gave her a bored expression. I was expecting him to give me some information, but he just went away leaving his guests with his doorman. I hauled myself lazily toward the sofa. I plopped down. The doorman offered us tea and cookies without a word.

__________ Della" Silver and I help Redx after the rotten monster flies and falls to the ground. We make sure that we wouldn't make a sound so the corpse would not see or hear us, since they could only find out if there's someone or they could only notice us if we would make a sound. Even if I wanted to cry because of what was happening to Redx I couldn't make a sound. We hide in the dressing room and we put Redx down and I ask Silver if what should we do. "I have an idea but it would be painful for Redx but we don't have any other choice." Silver said while he was looking at me with so much worry. "Spill it out, whatever it is we need to try, just to save Redx." I ask eagerly. I even held h

“Thank you.” My mouth hung open when I heard that, the emotions clearly written on my face. Even Silver looked mildly surprised, a light acknowledgment visible in his eyes. Silver then snorted softly, his bubbly aura slowly returning back, the atmosphere that was previously gloomy cleared up. “I am going to catch her now,” Silver vanished. His speed shocked me because I could not believe that anything could move that fast. “He's a thousand years old, he can do things that seem crazy to us.” Cayden explained.

Let alone the tights and… I glanced at my feet… ballet flats? “That looks great on you!” “Huh?” I looked up at Logan, who was now buttoning up a dark blue polo shirt. I hadn't even seen him pull his own clothes out. “You were starting to spiral.” Silver said gently. “I took control just for a moment to break you out of the loop.” With those words, the anxiety that had started to grow at the missing time vanished like mist evaporating before the rising sun. Silver was just looking out for me like she always was.