Tawnypelt X Crowfeather Novels & Stories

Crowden looks more friendly with his all smiles face and the way he talk and make jokes, he and Beta Lufin would definitely clicked and make fun of Raven, that is for sure. A smirk came from Raven’s lips and Crowden let out a loud laugh at my statement. Why? Isn’t it right? They are Raven and Crow. “So innocent indeed, but, right, right girly, you got it. And how about you? What is your name?” Crowden asked, smiling brightly at me. “Antheia?” “Hmm… nice name.” “You two looks so much alike.” I uttered, looking at them both. “We are twins.” Raven replied.

Emberstar did care about his kits, whether he wanted to to admit it out loud or not. Eventually, Wrenpaw became Wrenflight. Ebonypaw became Ebonypelt, and Driftpaw became Driftwind. All four newly named warriors looked as if they were ready to burst with pride when the Clan chanted their names. Even Oakfire, Acorntail and Spruceleaf cheered their names. Flamestrike glanced at Reedriver in surprise to see that the normally grumpy RiverClan warrior was doing the same as he sat beside the SkyClan she-cat.

Her strength fuels my own, pushing me forward. We launch at the figure, and it moves with agility that contradicts its size. It takes all of our strength just to keep it away. I watch closely as it moves, looking for a gap in its defences. As it pushes towards Quinn, I lunge forward, my fangs bared, but the creature is too fast and it easily dodges my attack. With every second, I feel more confident that we can win. The beast starts to slow down. While we move like a singular being, our movements synchronised by our bond. Arion was right, we are stronger as a time. Since we touched the strange glowing rock, it’s as if we share the same soul. I know exactly what Quinn is going to do seconds b

His breathing had steadied somewhat, but the chaotic energy coiled within his core still churned restlessly, threatening to break its seal at any moment. The air around him turned heavier and colder. When he spoke again, his voice carried no warmth at all—a single word cast into the empty expanse of the mountain forest. "Talon." The instant the name left his lips, the clear sky plunged into shadow. A massive crow tore through the heavens. Its wingspan was nearly ten feet, and the feathers were black as ink and gleaming with a cold metallic sheen. It shrieked down from the clouds in a howling dive, splitting the sky apart as it descended.

The first time I really heard the words "old crow" was during the company's Monday morning meeting. Sadie Laurent kept her eyes down as I scolded her, a teardrop glistening at the corner of her lashes. And during the short break, someone muttered under their breath, "She really is an old crow—always picking on the young and pretty ones." For a moment, my thoughts froze. That single line stirred up a storm. Whispers rippled across the room, each one sharper than the last.

The pack members took a moment to admire their handiwork, a sense of pride swelling within them. Charlotte, taking a brief respite from overseeing the preparations, found herself thinking about the significance of Aunt Caitlyn's visit. As the Alpha of the Golden Forest pack, Caitlyn’s opinions and decisions carried immense weight. Her approval and support were crucial, especially with the challenges the Blue Orchid pack was facing. And Daniel Scott’s arrival added another layer of intrigue. Known for his diplomatic skills and extensive network, he was bringing news that could potentially alter their strategies.

After I'd left Lucas's office that the day before, I'd hurried straight up to his suite and into his bathroom to stare at it in the mirror. Like I suspected, Gavin's mark was completely gone, and on the other side of my neck, Lucas's mark grew slowly. What started as two dark puncture marks were now two intertwined spirals of what looked like black smoke. It was beautiful. But the real wonder was in my mark that lay on Lucas's neck. Everyone that had seen him had commented on it. His had quickly grown into two wolves curled around a small crescent moon so it looked they were reaching for each other and we're curled up in a circle. Where his two dark punctures lay were two very small stars. I

Mother was the first person I saw. Raelyn Wren, poised as ever, spine erect and graceful, face serene enough that someone scanning the crowd too quickly wouldn’t catch the emotion hovering just beneath her surface. But I knew her. Noticed the way her hands twisted subtly at her sides, the way her eyes followed me with silent intensity. Next to her was Crew. His shoulders relaxed, hands loosely folded across his chest, grounding himself in a way that let him stand anywhere he wanted. But he wasn’t watching everything. He watched intently. Keen eyes, dangerous in a way that only hinted at the wolf beneath.

However, it wasn't until she was on the stairs that Chloe caught a glimpse of these so-called important guests. There were five of them in total from what she could see. Four males and one female. The aura they exuded suggested they were high ranking wolves but not from around these parts. One of the males and the female had similar features including thick dark brown hair, black eyes and bronzed skin that was pulled over taut muscles. Another one of the males had sandy blonde hair cut close to the scalp and green eyes. His skin was golden like he spent a lot of time in the sun; however the scar that peeked out from under the V of his shirt suggested he was also a fighter. He was muttering t

“Carter McKay of the Carson McKay branch. I’m Kade’s cousin. Macie’s my wife, and our son Thane is a couple months older than Eliza. They’ll have a lot of fun growin’ up together.” “Raising hell together you mean. Thane and my twins, Rider and Ella, are napping in the camper under Velma’s watchful eye.” The older blonde woman, who appeared to be pregnant, thrust out her hand. “I’m Gemma Big Crow. No relation to these McKay yahoos, except by marriage. My husband Cash, is team roping with Chassie’s husband Trevor, and sorry to say it, hon, but they’re gonna kick some major butt today.” “You wish,” Carter said. “Kade and Colt are on fire.”