Novel & Cerita Zodiac Birds

Pure shook her head: “I still don’t know the meaning of that weird dream, but I know the baby is crossbred of the phoenix and the unicorn.” “ Crossbreed?”- Lowen muttered: “This is so weird… I mean this can’t happen, I think they will never let a crossbred baby be born.” Rojana agreed, he analyzed seriously: “Unicorn and Phoenix are neither friends nor enemies, so this can’t happen.” “I know that can’t happen, but let’s see, Pure is never wrong, or maybe she is getting weaker..”- Erono said. “You mean I am weaker?” “No no!” said Erono. But Pure didn’t care too much about him, she told everyone to come to the meeting room, and wait for the others.

A voice commanded. I blinked as I realized the voice was coming from a metallic dove etched with an intricate indigenous design that reminded me of totem animals I’d read about. “A dove? Why a dove? Jonathan, do doves have a special symbolism for Bloodmoon, your family, your birth pack, or you personally?” I asked, looking over my shoulder.

Completing her job, the bald eagle whistled and soared away, disappearing in its flight. It was Zuzu. She's a guardian animal who lived to protect Valen alongside his second guardian, a huge white Transvaal lion. They are not shifters but spiritual embodiments of powers. It had to do with a prophecy of a great war to come. One so big that he'll need these guardians to overcome. Therefore, his eagle saw my danger and came to my rescue. Damn. Was that what my visions were about? Those voices and that vortex, who was attempting to abduct me?

After the Phoenix clan was wiped out, we peacocks became the new rulers of all birds. Peacocks came in six colors: mystical black, purple, green, blue, white, and ordinary black. Among them, the mystical black was the most legendary, as no one had seen one in three million years, leading many to believe it was merely a myth from ancient times. Purple peacocks were incredibly rare, appearing only once in a hundred thousand years. Therefore, in the Peacock clan, green peacocks were considered the most noble, while black peacocks were seen as the lowest of all.

Pawn Clara stared for a second, then quickly dropped her gaze down to her dirty clothes and asked, "Where did you go?" Bishop Eloise replied, still rubbing her hands. "I went to see another Pecan-Zorro-yew, like him, but I think he was taken by Theia." "Like this? How many Zorro are there?" Pawn Clara asked, giving him a new name. Bishop Eloise chuckled. "It's Pecan-Zorro-yew, but I like the name Zorro." "Four to five are on this hill, and the rest are on other hills. But they are everywhere because only these birds are used to ride common people," Bishop Eloise explained.

Violet’s breath caught in her chest, the weight of his question pressing down on her harder than any touch. The scenary felt unbearably still, every sound, the faint hum of the wind and the cricket , the distant honks of the cars passing by, dissolving into silence. His gaze pinned her in place, steady and unyielding, as though he could see through every wall she had carefully built. She wanted to speak, to offer him the truth he deserved, yet the words tangled at the edge of her tongue like thorns. Violet realized that silence could be louder, more dangerous, than any lie.

People really change. * Six birds are referring to Luna, Maximo, Sirene, Zachary, Hector, Ezekiel. Five birds are referring to when I removed one of the six birds.

According to the book records, Zeci belongs to the hybrid phoenix family. Power reaches its highest level as it evolves into a blue wing shape. Hybrid phoenix fire can melt everything it sweeps through. However, this species has been extinct since the time of The Red Alpha, so it is listed as an extremely rare beast.

The detail in those feathers is exquisite, every line sharp and sure. I glance back at the walls. Most of the animals she has up are wolves, which makes sense, I guess. But none of them appeal to me. Nothing I want inked into my skin permanently. I do another slow circuit of the room, scanning for anything I might have missed, but it is the same. The only piece that keeps catching my eye is the bird. Sage must notice, because from my spot by the far wall she says, “It’s a phoenix. The phoenix dies and is reborn from the ashes. It symbolises rebirth, strength and transformation.”

But I have to hope they will follow the plan and let everyone else out before making their escape. As the battles continue and the day wanes, the torches get lit. At one point, I see Zaiden is also able to shift a hand into a lion claw. I’ve watched her all day, but Tana hasn’t been able to shift. I’m worried about her going after the Commander if she’s unable to tap into her strength. When they call a kestrel and a hawk, I refocus my attention to the battle. While a kestrel is a bird of prey, they are the smallest of the falcon species. Hawks are actually one of their greatest predators.