Scruffy Looking Nerf Herder Novels & Stories

She took a few steps away from the group who watched her impatiently and picked something up from the ground. It was a chew toy and Serena’s favorite which… fuck… she never let anyone touch. Knowing what she was about to do when she was about to do it, I quickly grabbed Serena before she jumped down to get her toy back. The strange she-wolf squeezed the toy and Serena hissed loudly. “There is someone around here.” She had the rogue accent. The she-wolf sniffed, probably hoping to sense a scent, and was just meters away from our tree. “Find them!”

Behind it was Niffa lying unconscious on the ground, she was dirty and bloody. “Niffa,” Merfoy gasped as he kneeled and pull her closer into his arms. His palms got blood stains as he checked Niffa’s back, it was covered with blood and slanted slits on her skin. “She defeated the monstrous tree without her flame,” Merfoy uttered as he should suppose to heal her but the roaring sound became louder. Merfoy stands up as he creates an invisible white wall protecting Niffa. He snap his fingers and came across the behemoth, he was shocked to see Therens climbing up behind the behemoth, it seemed like he fell many times because his forehead was bleeding and his cloth was torn.

The smell of rotting and decay is strong, and I pull my ponytail over my face, using it as a mask. “Is this a nest?” I whisper, looking at the pushed-down patches of weeds. It reminds me a bit of a deer bed but smells like the inside of a dumpster…just like the scrapper demons. “Scrappers don’t nest.” I shift my gaze to Binx, knowing he’s thinking the same. Suddenly, two more scrappers rush at us. Binx takes one, wrestling it to the ground. “See if you can find out what’s making them so strong!” I yell as I jump away from the big scrapper coming after me. There’s blood on its face, shining from the light of the energy ball above us.

She found a crow feather, she could smell the sky on it. Gaz stayed near, saying nothing and just letting her wander. Neeri was a beautiful wolf. Black with chestnut undertones that almost looked red – not too dissimilar from Breeth and she also kept those pretty blue eyes – blue like Sarmin. She was perfect for them. He watched as she rooted around in a pile of leaves, before flopping down in them and having a good roll. Then she stretched up the side of a tree and gave it a good scratch before turning her attention to him.

Who would give their child permission to pet a stray animal without looking to make sure that they were safe? I tensed when the girl approached. Her steps slowed until she stopped a few meters in front of me. Crouching, Keiran placed a hand on my head. “He might look scary, but he’s actually a little teddy bear.” I bit back a growl. That bastard was having too much fun with this. “What’s his name?” “Ryder,” Keiran answered her. I held my breath when the girl closed the space between us and softly petted my head. Her smile widened, but sad blue eyes stared down at me. What made her so sad?

I whispered, making me grin from ear to ear. I folded my arms into my chest, chest rising with rapid breaths while face, flushing red. The corner of my eyes caught the girl in red, laughing reluctantly. She had a long brown hair, a devious smile, wearing her contacts, raising her brows at my direction. Poor little thing. "Neraiah," I said, calling her name. She instantly turned into my direction having a smirk in her face. My blood started to boil and asked, "Are you some sort of a frog that come from the dump?"

"Shannon!" He rushed over, trying to snag the bottle from her hand. "Stop this! Is Troy worth it? Seeing you like this breaks me."

Neo’s POV Sitting at my desk, my mind is consumed by the image of Skyler, completely engulfed in those Scarabs she fondly referred to. It's astonishing how she fearlessly caressed them, treating them as harmless creatures, before they obediently scurried away from her and disappeared into the earth. It's as if they hold no threat, no potential for danger or death. This scene continues to play in my mind, leaving me both fascinated and perplexed by Skyler's unwavering trust in these seemingly treacherous insects.

asked Mey, sounded so surprise. I turned to Hunter and only now did I realize the hoodie he was wearing had 'Keep Calm and Be A Potterhead' printed on the front with a little golden snitch on top of the word 'keep'. My friend flinched and looked at Mey nervously. "Do you like it?" Mey shook her head and his smile was gone. "Are you kidding? I love it!!" She proceeded to throw her arms around him and gave him a tight hug. It seemed that she no longer cared about her dad possibly throwing a murderous glare at their way.

My nieces and nephews yelled as soon as they saw me and I grinned crouching to their level and holding my arms open for them to crush into. "Hi little monsters" I greeted hugging them and they beamed up at me with wide eyes "Can we pway catch?" Lesley, Jenna's three year old asked and I nodded "Yay" the other four kids screamed in excitement "see wolf! see wolf!" Jay, Jericho's youngest screeched clapping his hands and I laughed "Ok ok, I need you to step back first" I said and they grinned before moving back so I could shift before awing when my russet colored wolf stood in front of them.