White Dog Meaning Novels & Stories

While shocked could be the real name on each big noble man's face at the dining hearing Alejandro's degree, who seemed blank. While madam Genelia too spoke nothing against anything. The wild dogs? Was master Alejandro even serious? The wild dogs were African-Brazilian breed with the most aggressive traits in them, they feed on 5 kg flesh every single day owning the most wildest nature among dogs. Garcia's owned almost 50 of them. Just because those were master Alejandro's most deared pets. The charming thing about the wild dogs which caught master's eyes were that they can even feed on humans if they were angered even a slightest bit.

When I walk outside, I see Dallas’s wolf. He’s brown with white tips on his ears and tip of his tail. He walks up to me slowly and stops in front of me. ‘Is she okay?’ He asks sadly. I know he’s upset she doesn’t want to see any of us. ‘She’s still in pain, but she seems okay. She didn’t talk to me though.’ I answer, ‘Come on, let’s go inside.’ I gesture for my house, and he runs over to it and runs inside. Once I get inside, he’s walking out of my room dressed in my clothes.

“Is it because of your pride?” “No,” he whispered. “Because this is important to me.” “Why?” “Because I…” Chadwick stared at her. “I…to you, I…” “I?” “I…. a dog.” Adira tilted her head. A dog? Did Chadwick say that he is a dog? “You are what? A dog?” Chadwick gulped. Then using his eyes, he pointed the direction behind Adira. Slowly, Adira turned around. Then she saw a black American Pit Bull Terrier. The dog is wearing a red collar and chains, which means he accidentally got out from its owner’s gate.

‘Err, Hi General, er sorry to disturb you both, it's just, well, my friends and I were wondering’ Jack smiled encouragingly, ‘You want to know about the dogs?’ The young man sat down his face alight with interest, ‘So they are dogs?’ He asked and I turned my bright blue eyes to him and stood up shaking out my thick silky fur, ‘They are Wolf/Dogs, hybrids, half Wolf half German Shepherd, bred for their immense strength and incredible intelligence, I knew what was coming Jack loved to show off. ‘Would you guys like a demonstration? It would do them good to stretch their legs’

But it had happened to the Gray’s; one of the strongest breeds of our kind. Though she had the signature silver blonde hair of a white wolf, Wilda had not turned or showed the signs of turning when she had turned thirteen, as most white wolves did. The situation had been of interest to packs around the Crimson Hills pack that was led by her late father, may the moon goddess rest his soul, and many had thought that perhaps she was a late bloomer.

“The latest rumor is some people have spotted a white wolf. Do you know what that means?” I instantly freeze. White wolf. Can it really be true? I snort and shake my head. “Through the years, there is always someone claiming to have seen a white wolf. Every pack alpha wants one. Not only is it supposed to be a good sign for the pack, but they also say the white wolf has powers. Supposedly, it is more if she finds her destined black wolf mate, but those are only rumors and fairytales. We don’t even know when the last white wolf had appeared. I’m sure this is like all the other rumors and tall tales floating about. It isn’t true, and you shouldn’t waste your time on it.”

White wolf. Then nothing.

The wet ground was beneath her, the night cool air filled her lungs with each breath she took, and her heart thudded as she dodged trees, hearing the snapping of twigs beneath her paws. Dorothy has a hidden secret kept from her pack, a secret she hid when she turned fourteen. Standing at the edge of the lake, she glanced at her reflection, and a pure white wolf with eyes of silver as cold as frost stared right back. A white wolf, the strongest and most sought-after female breed of wolves. The ones directly blessed by the moon goddess. “Ah, it's good to be out” a voice in her head purred. Pure white female wolves, a breed usually sought after by alphas, their scent was very attractive to them

The woman gives me encouragement and I find myself reaching out on my own to stroke the beautiful wolf. “Her name is Leigh.” The woman tells me, pointing down at the white wolf. “It means healer in Celtic.” Her hands begin to move lovingly down the wolf’s back, earning a yip of happiness from her. “She has been my most trusted companion for a long time.” Her galaxy eyes move up to meet mine. “But she has agreed to return to the human world and watch over you one more time.”

His expression changed, his eyes fell to the floor, “Please forgive me, Boss. I know I’ve done wrong. I’ve lost my conscience only because of somebody’s influence…” “You know the rules of ‘Heaven’ better than me. You know what needs to be done now?” Translator’s Notes: Dog food (狗粮) - refers to single dog Single dog (单身狗) is a Chinese urban slang for a guy who is single.