Romans & histoires Warriors Cloudtail

“Do you know who this belongs to?” Her eyes widened. She turned to someone behind me. I met her gaze and it was her lead Warrior, Dara, who stood outside. “Warriors have it here.” She replied. “Why?” Why did she look at Dara? That was heavily suspicious. “This horse tail is expensive and few. Can only be found at Black Hills.” She scoffed. “Oh please. Boots and Rivers market sell anything. And the ones in Black Hills’ could be a cheap copy.”

I assured him. “Again, can’t wait.” He sarcastically said, but I could’ve sworn there was a glint of relief in his eyes. “Enough of this gushy talk, tell me, how do you feel?” “Normal.” “Ok, good start. Come smell me.” Max asked, sticking his neck up for me. I took a whiff, sandalwood, but this time I sneezed at the smell. “Perfect. You're cured for the time being. Now let me go find a way to get rid of these urges for the beast, but not the beast’s sister.” Max began walking out mumbling something along the lines of, “can’t live with um, especially when they don’t let you kill the one thing that could ruin our clan.”

“Yes please.” The man smiled and continued. “As you can see, the Black Tortoise represents the North, the Vermillion Bird represents the South, the Azure Dragon represents the East, the White Tiger represents the West. That man in the center, he’s known as the Yellow Emperor, and he holds them all together.” “That’s very interesting,” Jade said, her full attention focused on the image in front of her. It seems like she has finally found her topic. “Isn’t it? If you’d like to know more about it, there are a couple of books you can read,” the man continued.

When it redirected and started flying toward me, I stopped screaming and simply stared at the magnificent beast. As it drew near, I noticed a stream of purple aura flowing off its long tail. For a split second, I thought it smiled in satisfaction before it swooped under me, causing me to land on its back. Jarred slightly, I rolled over and grabbed onto one of its scales, and held on tightly. “If you fall again, I don’t know if I will catch you. I advise you to hold on.” The sound of Cyran’s voice startled me.

Being born in the form of a Wolf is a great honor of God. As Ezra remained silent and didn't say anything, and Queen Selina was nowhere to be seen, they also somewhat understood the situation. Nolan went to an old tree not far from Ezra and relaxed and rested. Windy also went to the tree, he found it strange that Nolan was so relaxed. "Why don't we call the leader back?" “You see how many blows you can take from the leader.” Windy shivered involuntarily, and he was a little scared when he remembered the leader's training with them.

Father made sure to apply non-scarring cream on them each time. And at thirteen, I became a general with troops. I led attacks and take downs. Ten years. I worked hard for ten years and somehow it seemed like five years was enough to get rid of all that hardwork. “I gained merit with Blue Crest. Riven said it was time I got it back,” I said. “I’m guessing most are loyal.” I nodded. Some were my old mates so they were glad to have me back. “There are some doubters, but I’ll handle it,” I said.

" we're not sure Alpha Tyler as we said, once the warrior cried out in pain our focus shifted to him " " Men have a sniff around and see if you can find anything, make sure to keep the sample secure, Beta Trevor stay with my men and Alpha Teejan please take me to see the warrior who was hurt and the others that were present, by the way what is the warriors name who was hurt? just so I know how to address him " "oh yes sorry, Ivo his name is Ivo Turke him and his older brother Evo are Seventh generation warriors " " very impressive, well I imagine that injury would do a lot to his pride then "

His eyes flickering a golden yellow as he turned back to me, his face full of embarrassment and rage. “Your twin sister Raven’s wolf awakened at sixteen years old,” he spat as he stepped past Alistair, my heart pounding in my chest as we came face to face, his icy glare full of contempt. “She’s already one of our most powerful warriors, but you… you are nothing but a wolfless mutt. I have no use for you.”

My best friend Allen, Delta Heir, is already branching out into the Healing and Magic arts and its application to technology. My goal as a pack member is to become a warrior. Because I grew up chubby, that doesn't apply to me but guess what? As I said, I always carried a mean right hook with me. My weight just adds power to it. And with all the training I had received since joining the Gamma Warrior program, I could keep my shapely body and build strength and stamina.

The older ones wore traditional jackets and played with iron balls or walnuts, making a rhythmic clicking sound. In the ruthless world of Cloudsea, where the young perpetually challenge the old, the most formidable figure was Tiger from Southshire, also known as the Black-hearted Fat Mantis. Today, he was at the heart of the action. Present were Wystan Roberts from East Star District, with his fearsome face, earning him the nickname Flying Centipede, and Laird Cole from West Grace District, a towering man with a booming voice, dubbed the Thunder God. Then there was Hugh Reardon from North Gate District, known as the Water Monkey, small in stature but with eyes that twinkled with both cunning