Voltron Characters Names Novels & Stories

The crown prince had the power to go wherever he wished. “Are those werewolves,” I questioned Valerian, gawking at some wolves whose furs had stripes of white and red. The big one sat on the grass, and the smaller ones were playing with her tail. His face turned serious for a moment but went relaxed when he looked out to see them. “No, Those are actual wolves. Nothing special to worry about,” he chuckled, pulling his head back into the carriage. “How can you tell the difference?” I asked again, trying to hide my confusion.

Fūjin cast an expressionless face as he turned to Bellona. "Don't speak nonsense." Tyr, Hades, Gaia, Guanyin, Jupiter, Kali, Fūjin, Bellona, Aion, Hel, Selene, Inari, Izanagi and Izanami, Varun, Invidia, Fenrir, Chang'e, Sitan, and Sin. Neith tried to recite the 20 names in her head while they were seated at Tyr's table. The introductions came to an end a few minutes ago and Gaia led her back to their table where they were already drinking and chatting.

The Kitsune's face grew somber. “ Yes. I heard what happened. You have my condolences. I can’t imagine losing my entire village. What are you called?” “ Digama Kronos,” he responded crisply, introducing his rank then name, the custom when first meeting someone from another village. What about you?” “Beta Arai. And my friend here, who hasn’t seemed to find her tongue, is known as Beta Thora.” The taller woman was glaring at Kronos. The energy emitting from her made the hair on the back of Kronos’ neck stand up. But there was something else, something his nose told him, aside from the scent of ice and pine the giants carried.

Hilarion invited with eager eyes. Snow White looked at each of them. The seven Titans were so different. Vanguard was decisive and commanding. Grimm was fierce. Hilarion was bright. Storm wore glasses and had an elegant air—Vanguard mentioned he was a doctor. Slake always looked sleepy but was their best hunter. Bane looked terrifying with his tattoos but had a kind smile. And the youngest, Draven, was the quietest. They were all massive, muscular, and ready to protect her. "Princess..."

There was even a blurry figure on the lotus. The figure looked very vague, and it sat cross-legged on the lotus. There was a faint golden glow around it. That should be Triton's world avatar. Fane raised an eyebrow at the sight. Triton was the strongest warrior he had met so far. All the others he had fought before had been mere nuisances in comparison. Fane started to form seals, and a dark gray mist started condensing around him. A black ring that had dark red runes glowing around it started to float in front of him.

I woke up the other morning with a paw over my face. “I have talked to Travian and Haratio about the whole guard idea. I think we have come up with a very good compromise for all of you.” Dad says. Haratio walks in with three guys. I can smell that they are dragons, but they have another scent that confuses me. I can’t quite place it. I can tell that Dray is just as perplexed as I am about these guys. “This is Beltran, Helexico, and Wes. They are three of my best guards and have offered to help.” Haratio says.

(Throltys) Throltys is a proud Dragonnewt, with 250 cm tall, muscular, and scale bound. He is bound to invoke attention from others, he is like a lizardman, but he is not, he is a Dragonnewt a race who is a direct descendant of a dragon. And they are not only smart but also abnormally strong, both magic and physique. Most importantly, the Earth Dragonnewt is undoubtedly loyal to me as their entire race was given to me by the Carefree dragon that lives behind my house back in New City. So in terms of performance and loyalty, Throltys is someone that I don’t even have to worry about at all.

“Marvel, have you investigated Varga and Arwin Holt?” Leonel asked, sitting in his large, imposing chair. “Yes, Sir,” Marvel replied. “What are the results?” Leonel inquired. “I couldn’t find those identities. However, there is a name of one of Jordan Valchev’s men with that alias,” Marvel explained. Leonel narrowed his eyes, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest of his chair. A cold glint flickered in his gaze, signaling the rapid pace of his thoughts.

said Vulcan, smiling broadly. "Of course. With pleasure. Thank you for inviting me to have lunch together,” said the handsome man. Vulcan stretched out his hand to shake hands. “My name is Vulcan. Call me Vulcan. Nice to meet me. This is Anala, my wife,” said Vulcan, shaking hands tightly. The man took Vulcan's hand and shook it tightly with a bright smile. “My name is Albus White. You can call me Albus, Vulcan,” said Albus with beaming gray eyes.

Rebel rambled out. “Princess,” Storm looked down at River, “is that what you wanted to tell us?” “Yesh, mama. She say her name is Undra.” She smiled. “Yeah, mama. My wolf name is Baltar.” Rebel said as he kept bouncing on his toes. “Ryder, what about you?” Blaze asked. “His name Ezwa.” “So, they talk to you know?” Storm asked. Rebel closed his eyes and when he opened them, they were a deep dark green around black orbs. Blaze looked closely. “Baltar?” He asked.