Snowfur Warriors Novels & Stories

“Great Warriors of the Moon Shadow Pack, we must prepare for an impending attack.” A murmur resonated throughout the room. “Quiet!” I held up my hands, and the room was suddenly silent. “As you may already know, a new Alpha is in town, and he brought his Pack with him. They’re an Arctic Wolf Pack. His name is Darius Snow, and he’s the Alpha of the Snow Warrior Pack.” I paused, taking a moment to let it sink in. “What does he want?” Simon, one of the warriors, asked from the side, his muscled arms folded across his broad chest.

When facing a battle, the most important thing for a Wolf is to believe in his leader. After a while came what the Nolan group feared, their enemy. The opponent has three people, a wolf with yellow fur and a wolf with red fur walking ahead. The wolf with black fur walked behind the other two, his blue eyes making the viewer feel fear. This group of assassins was very different from the usual ones who used to hide and sneak attacks on the Ezra people. But these guys came to be strangely arrogant and cavalier. Had it not been for the declaration of war befra's group would have thought they had come to make friends.

Her sky-blue eyes drilled holes behind Hakan’s head, flashing the three muscular men a smirk whenever their eyes would wander over to where she was. “Then, I’ll be leaving Richard in charge while I go out to the city. Check the borders, I’ve been hearing talks about rogue wolves roaming around the forest from our hunters.” The man called Richard stepped up before bowing his head, as he received orders from his alpha. The three burly men left immediately when Hakan dismissed the group, turning around to face Skye with her arms crossed and looking bored.

Its thick red fur looks stunningly beautiful in the light of the full moon reflecting between the sparkling snow. Aefar's appearance was elegant, dashing, stunning as well as terrifying amidst his anger. AUUUNGNGNG Aefar's long shrill howl calls out to his flock in the distance. Fillan also stood firmly beside his Alpha, he was not afraid to continue to withstand the attacks of the Pigs who came to hit him repeatedly. The silent night in the middle of a vast valley covered in snow has now turned into a horrific, bustling battlefield. One *Ruby, three *Sapphires, and three *Amethyst working together, fought the Bat Clan Horde and the Pig Clan with the help of thousands of wild Bats that surro

I pressed my paws into the snow, feeling its sharp bite even through my thick brown fur. Snowflakes swirled through the air, dusting my coat with white and sending shivers rolling through me. I was envious of the Warrior Wolves behind us – they were pressed so tightly together, holding the line that marked the edge of Winterpaw’s territory, that they must have been warm from the flush of body heat. I’d been forced to the front with Cendres and Nazte. The one small saving grace was that Hanna and Hans Pewer were marching around the Warrior Wolves, ensuring they were in the correct formation, so I was saved from their torturous company at least.

“West Fang and Starfire packs.” I smiled at that. “Seems you see some reasoning?” he asked. The audacity of this man! West Fang was a pack that were filled with warriors, and they made the best weapons. Starfire, on the other hand, is a mine pack. The resources gotten from there are used to boost our wealth. “Isn’t that exploitation, Hansel?” I asked. “Add some respect to my name,” he said with gritted teeth. “It isn’t. This is a fair trade.”

“You’re not lying. Then why was the human interested in her?” “They were old friends,” he simply told him. “He didn’t take no for an answer.” Lucifer shook his head. Lowered his sword to the growed, as he looked to be in thought. “How did she set all those souls out of the graveyard?” “She is a Spirit Walker,” he answered. Lucifer whistled, “Damn, I wasn’t going to win. Was I?” With a final look around. He turned at his hips and he was gone. In puff of smoke.

Canines clash, claws slash through the air, and guttural growls echo off the walls. My heart becomes rowdier as Snow grapples with her opponent, our determination burning bright. The surge of power that comes with my transformation escalates. Squall continues to fight fiercely beside Snow. He, with a powerful swipe of his claws, incapacitates one of the attackers, leaving the enemy whimpering on the floor. Meanwhile, Snow gains the upper hand against the brown wolf, her teeth sinking into her enemy’s shoulder.

Maybe I can reveal the person that controls the rogue wolves since it connects to the same person that they said killed my parents. I am not going to die here, no I am going to live and reveal that secret. The determination made me wake up, reaching for my spear at the nic of time and using it to slash him as I tried standing up. "A numbing poison," I muttered knowing the bitch added another kind of poison to it. For some reason I was happy my team wasn't around, although they could have helped but that doesn't mean I wouldn't be putting their life at risk. He was fast, someone has been training them but they won't know this and would think he is just an ordinary rogue wolf and would attack

Li produced a sound that sounded very much like a raven, and was answered seconds later by a similar sound deep in the woods. Before long, they were surrounded by several wolves, about sixteen of them, all with varying colours of pelt, from silvery-white to black to a woody brown. The largest of them stepped forward, a great big werewolf with black fur flecked with strands of silver. He morphed into a tall, middle-aged man with curly black hair, only just showing a bit of gray. His friendly eyes twinkled as he saw Lauren. "Lauren dear. It's been a while."