روايات وقصص ضمن The White Fang Naruto

Zeus said to me. "I am not going to mate with a low level Omega that would be bad for my soon to be pack" I said to Zeus. Then quickly pushed him to the back of my mind hushing him up, all of a sudden all my senses were on high alert. I smelt a wolf, I came to a complete stop, and I looked around but couldn't see anyone around me. I slowly crept around to an opening in the woods, that's when I saw the most beautiful white wolf ever seen. she was just laying down beside the pond. Impossible I thought to myself I've never seen a white wolf no one would believe me. "I can not connect with her it's like there's no soul in her, no one to talk to" Zeus said.

I gathered more energy to take them out one by one. “Stand down!” Their leader in the cowboy hat stalked through the door, gazing at the scene. “This is what happens when you disrespect the white wolf. She is a gift. We are winning our war because of her powers. The scales are finally tipped in our favor...” What? The energy moved out of me into a storm—a small storm with gale-force winds that knocked the hunters into one another. The leader knelt in front of my cage, mumbling some prayer. Others followed his lead. These men were getting crazier and crazier.

I turned—and saw a figure standing in the shadows of the trees. A young wolf__white fur with Glowing eyes. Not Freya, Not Veyrix. But something born of both. Freya runs away to stop the dispute alone; a strange white wolf appears, watching Finnick from the shadows.

*LOGAN*_* The White Fang Pack was the most dangerous and deadly pack, headed by the ruthless Alpha, Buck. His eyes different from mine, was blood red, because he had shed a lot of blood over the years. He had killed more than I had killed, and any Alpha with a blood red eyes was tagged dangerous because of their brutality. The White Fang Pack wolves would be able to render a werewolf weak and shorten their lifespan if they are bitten with their smallest fang when triggered.

My tongue sticks out, panting in happiness as Nina strokes her fingers through my fur. Everyone is watching and gasps. ‘He is a pure white Alpha. Alpha’s are black?’ Zak says in amazement. I want to keep my eyes on Nina’s face, but I look down at my paws to see fluffy white fur. They’re right. My coat of fur is white. ‘Magnus, this is amazing.’ Nina says in awe. She studies my face closer and strokes her fingers down my back a few times. ‘Tell me I’m dreaming?’ she asks, looking at everyone.

What color would her fur be? Lia positioned herself on the carpet about six feet from him, arms at her sides, a naked goddess with her lustrous mane of hair and her hazel eyes flecked with gold. She looked at him for a long moment then closed her eyes, let out her breath, and began to turn in a circle. Yes, it was exactly as it had been with Mike, the air around spinning. As she moved faster, the air became a blur, a thick cloud surrounding her until suddenly it stopped, fell away, and Riley gasped. A gorgeous white wolf stood in her place, with a sculptured head and a majestic body.

*Roar* Speaking of the battle beasts, the White Fox was utterly furious with what had happened. She was grateful for the human’s assistance, but she was infuriated by the fact that she had to receive assistance to deal with her own attack. And she was eager to make Mane understand just how much he had angered her. And so she rushed at him with reckless abandon. The Slender Cat wasn’t best pleased by the situation either. He had his pride, and didn’t want to gang up on Mane but he had to. That was the only way he felt this boy could be taken down. So he too rushed towards Mane swiftly.

Noah's hair turned into white, a water-droplet-like crystal appeared on his forehead and when he opened his eyes, you can see his inner wolf blue orbs flaring angrily toward Viviane. ***

The uncertainty gnawed at me. I flipped through the pages, absorbing every detail. The text described the white wolves' abilities in vivid detail: their capacity to heal wounds with a touch, to manipulate the elements, and to draw strength from the earth itself. These abilities were a direct gift from the moon goddess, who had created the white wolves to maintain balance and harmony in the world. The other wolves, lacking these divine gifts, grew resentful and ultimately conspired to wipe out the white wolves to eliminate the perceived threat to their own power.

The question rang in my head, an empty hollow feeling forming in my chest. Loud growls snapped me from my thoughts. Raising my head up, my jaw dropped to the ground, unable to believe the miracle I was witnessing. There Phoebe’s wolf stood, looking like the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. It was a large white wolf, its fiery red furs added more allure and uniqueness to it. Its violet eyes gave predatory chills, sending a shiver down my spine. Her wolf effortlessly tore through the vines that once squeezed life out of us. “Mate! Mate!” My wolf, Lucian, which had been silent, suddenly paced around happily, howling. The white wolf lunged at the emerging creatures, fighting with flawless v