Novel & Cerita Turtle Tail Warriors

"Although I still have a lot to speak, we are not here to have this discussion here. What we need to concentrate on is our enemy. But before that, let me put forth a warning. From now on, if I hear one wrong word against women from any of you, then you will be answerable to my sword." As soon as these words left her mouth, audible gasps reverberated in the room. Everybody knew that Raelynn was the most formidable warrior in the kingdom of Volar and winning against her in a one on one battle was impossible, even for the other three Commanders. She was just the best.

By the time the sun was going down, and the moon began to rise, she knew what she was going to do. Approaching Warrior, she untied his reins from the tree. “All right, my friend. You’re free,” she told him. “But please… don’t go far. I don’t want the dragon to eat you, and I don’t want the soldiers to spot you, but I will need you when it’s time to make my getaway.” She stroked his long, dark nose, and he snorted at her, as if he understood. When she let go of his reins and he began to wander off, she thought perhaps he didn’t understand after all.

Linking my arm through Jade’s I began pulling her along to follow the boys. “Come on, try to get there before the sun starts coming up.” We met up with the guys, which Kellan had already shifted into a large green Dragon, but while he was magnificent, it wasn’t nearly as impressive as Cyran’s Dragon. Once we were all settled on Kellan’s Dragon, luggage and all, Kellan spread his gigantic wings and flapped them a few times before taking off into the night sky.

Then, the giant brown salamander scampered from the darkness of the cave with his angry sister chasing behind. "Come back, hammerhead! Don't run like a coward!" she hissed. "At least I don't run like a turtle," he said. They grappled at each other as soon as they got out of the cave. Their way of fighting was like some sort of mysterious ritual dance, choreographed in a ceremonial manner. "What are they doing?" Darren asked. "They are having an argument," I looked at them worriedly. "I bet the brown one will win," Mr. Weasel said.

And armed warriors entered in perfect formation black armor engraved with the unmistakable symbol of the royal house. Tanya stepped back instinctively. Her mother whispered, shaken, “They found us too fast…” Kael moved in front of Tanya without hesitation. Protective. Instant. Unquestioning. The bond between them surged violently at the contact. Tanya hated how her body responded to it. Hated it more because it felt safe. The warriors advanced. Silent. Precise. Not rogues. Not hunters. Soldiers. Trained. Loyal.

His long silver-gray hair was in small braids, and a dead man was lying at his feet. Trying to get a better view I narrowed my eyes at the prone body and realized that it was Styx. Confused about what I was seeing, I opened my eyes and said, “I don't understand!” Gavin shifted beside me and growled tiredly, “Get some sleep, sweetheart.” Pinching my lips together I rolled to my side and continued to try to figure out what I had seen. “Sergio Winters is a male warrior prodigy, ancient and extremely experienced. He probably challenged Styx to claim your daughter, and unfortunately, Styx lost,” Bria whimpered, and I ground my molars.

It feels as though the entire grand tent and all the warriors inside are only there to complement his silver eyes. "It is Franklin!" Tahlia whispers, his eyes widening in complete disbelief as the greedy sparkle inside his gaze disappears into pure dread. My silver eyes stare directly at an obviously frightened Tahlia, and a sharp, lopsided smirk cuts across my lips. "My ears wouldn't have realized my own name is now the lead warrior of a grand war film if Warlord David hadn't mentioned the scroll text to my face. Tahl, my mind can't believe your claws are impersonating my identity just to secure a high court role on the screen. Is this game fun for your spirit?"

And somehow I agreed with her. Love was bullshit. “So, what did you find out?” I asked. Ruby shifted on her chair and folded her arms. “The tattoo you showed me was a pack sigil alright,” she said. “It belongs to a pack named Mystic Warriors.” “That I know. What else?” “Well, this is one of the most ancient packs to have ever existed. And when I say ancient, I mean ancient. It’s said that of all the packs that the Moon Goddess created, Mystic Warriors was one of them. This pack is a warrior pack and the first ever Alpha was named Achilleus. He was the greatest warrior to have existed in our entire history. All members, true blood of the Mystic Warriors pack were born with incredible strength

After that, the beast could kill the warriors from second-grade worlds for the blood beads. The second-grade-world warriors' offer was accepted by the Black-scaled Tiger, but oddly enough, the warriors noticed that many of their own died as well…and it was at the hands of beasts. They slowly realized something was wrong, and when they investigated the matter, they were furious. The Black-scaled Tiger was working with those from third-grade worlds as well! Both sides provided information about each other, and the Black-scaled Tiger pretended to work with them. It might have seemed that the tiger was accommodating all their requests, but the humans had, in fact, been duped!

Shifting is a nasty business, not to forget the pain. Being around family helps ease the pain just a little. Class 3 will be a choice going forward. Class 3 is for those wanting to continue becoming pack warriors or part of the Elite teams. Class four, which I belong to, is for those that want to specialize either in being Elite or Alpha/Luna Guards, and your training is determined based on your skill set levels. You can call Elite Warriors the Special Ops or Tactical team; only a few details of their training are; only Gamma Theo and his 2nd will know since they oversee those training sessions. Lastly, we have the Alpha/Luna Guards, which is self-explanatory but doesn't help. They specializ