روايات وقصص ضمن The White Fang Naruto

A group of wolves wearing white armor. White Fang armor. Her eyes widened. “White Fang?” Her mother nodded. “They came.” The future Luna stared. The White Fang warriors fought beside the Moonborn Clan. Protecting them. Defending them. Dying beside them. Among them stood a man. Tall. Powerful. Fearless. His silver hair immediately reminded Sam of someone. Froz. The resemblance was undeniable. “His father.” Her mother answered before she asked. The realization struck hard. Froz’s father.

He felt it all, the deep rage burning inside her tiny body and the bloodlust leaking out like smoke. Liliana watched his face closely. His shoulders relaxed, and he let out a heavy sigh. He was submitting. “I am Neval from the Whitefang pack.” “Whitefang?” Liliana tilted her head, curiosity sparking. “Why would a Whitefang be thrown here in Redridge? Your pack is known for housing witches.” “Long story short,” Neval said, voice thick with rage, “I was being experimented on. The witches formulated potions to sell in the black market. I went berserk when I took the one they were working on.”

But when he was about to hug Snowy, the white tiger growled at him. "Whoa. Little White, why are you glaring at me? I'm sorry, okay? I won't do it again. You're handsome uncle won't leave you again. Promise..." he said coaxing the white tiger while trying to come closer to him but Little White Tiger growled louder at him. Everyone was frozen when a man suddenly rushed to the big white tiger but they were more shocked that the man was Zifan Deguzs. That's the time when they realize that the white tiger in front of them was the legendary white tiger of the Deguzs'!

Alastor lifted himself off of me and let out a sigh. "I'll follow them," Dakari muttered and jumped off the stage, his clothes shredding around him. Tasha stared after him before giving in and jumping off the stage as well. Her wolf was the color of her skin. Chocolate brown. Her fur looked like a different texture too but she sped away too quickly. Alastor looked toward Alma. She sighed in defeat and followed the two. Her wolf looked like Alastor just a lot smaller and she had white accents. He phased and rolled onto his back next to me. "That was a disaster." He whispered.

Mira clawed at her throat, her eyes wide, terrified, her fingers scraping at nothing as the invisible force tightened around her neck. Rowan lifted his other hand to finish it, and that’s when it happened. A flash of white. No, it wasn't white. It was blinding, holy even and almost impossible. It erupted right in front of Rowan, exploding outward like a star being born. Every warrior, every puppet, every creature on the field cried out and shielded their eyes. I fell onto my hands as the world turned winter white. “What…?!” Rowan snarled, stumbling back. The light reached my skin, warm, and familiar, and I just knew who it was.

All I saw were dead men walking. I went through their ranks like knife through butter, cutting them down before they could even say a word or try to run away. The one who attacked me took to his heels once he saw the carnage I unleashed but he was way too slow. Even as I carried Athena in one hand, I was in front of him in a second. "Who sent you?" I asked coldly, my eyes glowing ferociously. The werewolf stared at me in shock for a few seconds before snarling again, and slit his own throat.

I got snatched by rogues once. They bled me dry, tore me apart, left me barely breathing. I was moments from being dragged into the Black Forest when Bloodmoon's patrol found me. The wolf leading them was sharp, commanding—everything a hero should be. My eyes were damaged. I could only make out his silhouette. He cut down the rogues holding me. Pulled me from the silver cage. Then more rogues swarmed in. Outnumbered, he fought through them anyway, dragging me with him.

A big wolf came to stand beside her growling and baring her teeth waiting to attack. The girls gasped in shock, eyes wide, “LUCKY BRING YOUR ASS ON LET’S GO!” Mina yelled as the wolves began to circle the White Tiger. Rane was feral as he tried to get to the still knocked out Scarlett, but the white tiger stayed on top of her growling at the wolves. Mylan was the first to go in for an attack she broke out into a run with Lateri’s wolf right behind her, she used her cane to jump into the air her cane turning into two swords the white tiger raised his paw to swipe at Mylan, but she dodged it. The White Tiger didn’t see Lateri's wolf run and used her teeth and claws to tear into the white tiger

Enthusiasm and courage are the words Nolan uses to describe Windy. Nolan smiled and nodded, "Then I'll hunt in the northeast." The two split up and ran in the chosen direction. But they never expected Ezra's enemies to have entered the forest long ago. The leader of the assassin group is a Wolf with a pretty special fur. It has a reddish brown coat that is different from the rest of the species. Next to it was a wolf with jet-black fur similar to Ezra. But if you look closely, you will see the difference between the two.

"We are a pack of cats and wolves each holding equal rights within Vorlyk's clan, but I thank you for your greeting on behalf of us all." Fucking great. Zenya and The Kodiak would kill each other over word games before the sun rose the following morning. How the hell had he gotten himself into this mess?