Sabertooth Names Novels & Stories

“Relax, Sena. She wants to meet you. “ The tigress circled around me. Its fangs were jutting and I bet she’d make a snack out of me anytime! I just closed my eyes, until I felt someone’s presence beside me. I took a peek and saw Sean beside me. “Hold her mane, Sena.” I stroke her fur like Sean did. I never imagined I would be able to hold a tiger in my whole life! It’s fantastic. “She knows you now. Her name is Ming and her cubs are Mong and Tang. “ The names fitted them well. Ming, because she looked like a house cat. Tang, because the cub looked like an orange juice and Mong because… whatever. I didn’t really know how Sean came up with those names. Maybe he got it from Chinese dynasties. H

However, it does not matter - the meaning of her snorting does not change from this. Maybe I'm missing something? Arthur said that all alphas of the inner wolf have a name. This is something so intimate that the name was shared only with the closest people, and even then, not with everyone. Basically, when the alpha got a mate, he could tell her the name of the beast. And he could not speak - everything is very individual. But he gave me a name. Sapphire. His wolf's name is Sapphire. Why exactly, he promised to tell me after his return. It is a pity that by that time I had already been expelled. And it's a pity that during all this time Arthur never came to me.

“Good morning, Alphas. My name is Saber. I’m the leader of the Gamma Team or as we like to call ourselves, the C-Squad.” “It’s nice to meet you,” I say shaking her hand. Cyra does as well. “You’re both at the Academy, correct?” she asks. “That’s correct.” “I assume now that the two of you have taken over this and the next pack that you won’t be continuing after this year?” she asks. I look at Cyra, who smiles. “I won’t be, but Yorick is still very interested in a place on one of the elite squads.” Saber turns her attention back to me. “Is that so?”

He is looking at the notepad and his expression has the quality of someone who is arriving at a conclusion they did not see coming, which is not an expression I have seen on him often because he is generally ahead of conclusions rather than arriving at them. "There is a woman," he says slowly. "Her name is Sable. She came to the organization twelve years ago as an independent specialist, a wolf with significant territorial knowledge. Over the years her capabilities declined. Hayden attributed it to a shift injury from before her time with us. She was given a reduced operational role. She has been in that role for eight years." He looks up. "Her actual name, before she came to the organizatio

"What was its name." Sasha looked at her. "We are not discussing that." "Sasha." "We are absolutely not—" "Was it Gerald," Irina said. "Did you name your rabbit Gerald?” "His name was Captain," Sasha said, with the dignity of a woman who had decided that if this information was coming out it was coming out on her terms. "Captain Fluffington. And if you tell Neo I will deny everything." Irina laughed. Small and short and real. Sasha looked at her.

Said Seth, taking my hand and hugging me around the waist. “His name will be Zeid. I said and pointed to the jet colored one. The red wolf looked just like her other brother.” Her name will be Kathy. Seth looked at the other two, the light brown one and the red one. “His name will be Neo.” He pointed to the red one. “And his name will be Luvioc.”

he lifts his head, now I at least have his attention. "Blaze. Saber. Rex. Raven. Gunner. Shadow. Mocha. Kong. Ammo. Butch. Coyote. Deadpool. Dynamo. Snowball. Tiger. Oh, Cobra, then you and Python can be matching," I laugh to myself, but the wolf doesn't look impressed. Python as well. "Oh come on. Please get me something to work with," my throat is becoming dry saying all the names. "So far, the only response I got out of you was Alpha. What has that got to do with anything? 'Cause you don't understand English," it feels like I'm going to cry. This wolf is not satisfied with anything.

I think her name is Sierra. Sarn's story next... END OF PART TWO

Asmo's Saber, cloaked in darkness, exuded an aura of ominous power, while Satan's Saber blazed a fierce and blood-red hue, mirroring the intensity of his emotions. In this solitary arena, the stage was set for a confrontation that transcended physical combat, a clash of wills and emotions that would leave an indelible mark on their tumultuous relationship. The desert bore witness to the impending struggle, the stillness broken only by the crackling energy of their drawn Sabers, each brother poised to face the other in a battle that would test not only their physical prowess but also the depths of their resolve and the intricacies of their bond.

Twenty years had already restored the world's vitality. Therefore, it was not surprising that there were some geniuses. Little Apple, Alfred and several juniors of the major sects were all seeds. Among them, there was another surprising man nicknamed Simple Saber, who held a simple long saber in his hand. He was plain and unpretentious, but every move he made was very skillful. At first glance, he was not as stunning as Little Apple and Alfred. However, he fought his way step by step, which shocked everyone present.