Zootopia Wolf Novels & Stories

He padded toward Jay and the smaller wolf, Jay moving back, giving him room to approach. “I asked you a question” his voice was even, unruffled, and calm. His eyes trained on the wolf, and I noticed there was a bow a few feet away from him. This would be the wolf who shot the Red River member. Zach sat down on his haunches, Jay standing guard beside him. The auburn wolf glared at him and snarled, quicker than I could blink I saw Zach’s paw reach out and smack the other wolf’s muzzle.

The loaded shot gun perched under the counter was proof enough. After nodding a polite ‘hello’ to Gerald, I led Zack over to the wobbly table of painted wolf carvings. One white wolf stood atop a mountain; head raised as it howled at an invisible moon. Another carving showed a brown wolf, hackles raised as it prepared to pounce at an unseen enemy. After reminding Zack not to touch, his eyes roamed each wolf with excitement. “This one.” Zack grinned widely, “This is my wolf!”

Asteria jumped onto a tree, followed by Annie, and began to inspect the situation. "What did you do to it?" Annie noticed the abnormality of the wolf. It suddenly just went crazy like that, growling so loudly while attacking anything that moved. "Nothing." Asteria shrugged. "I just threw chili powder into its eyes. I don't know that it would give such a great reaction."

WOLF HUNTING GONE WRONG Darby Miller and his team of skilled animal trackers were on the hunt for one of the rare mutant wolves. The only one recorded in history is being held in Wisconsin State Zoo. The rare wolf is the size of a horse and its speed and strength are like no other. There had been a call that another one was running lose and they were hired to find it. They had no intention to kill the wolf, only tranquilize and relocate it to the zoo. On the third day of searching, they came across the wolf. "The beast was unlike anything I'd ever seen! I swear, it was as if it had three bears within one body!" One of Darby's team members had stated. The wolf unleashed his anger onto the tea

Was Zane suddenly a twin? The wolf handed him the scroll and he nodded but afterward, they began to argue and it became brutal and all I could make out from the noise of the creek was the fact that the wolf demanded for more money. Zane's lookalike laughed at him to scorn. I seized that opportunity to run forward to catch a proper glimpse of the person. After all was done, I finally saw who it was. Zion. He was one of the fastest wolves in my pack. Well, I guess it was time to really test their loyalty, most of them didn't even know the meaning of loyalty.

I scanned the battlefield and saw a large black wolf being surrounded by about 10 enemy wolves. I could see that he was handling his own pretty well! I then saw a smaller black wolf about to make a sneak attack on the larger black wolf. I was confused at first but quickly realized that the large black wolf was Alpha Braxton and this smaller, scruffier looking wolf must have been another part of Zandicar's plan! I tried to warn Braxton, but before I could, I saw this majestic white wolf soar over everyone's heads and tackle the small black wolf. The white wolf slammed the small black wolf to the ground while Braxton's wolf finished dealing with the wolves in front of him. He then joined the w

And he trusted his own wolf to handle mine. Suddenly, I felt a new shift in his mind. He was talking to his wolf. Are you there? he asked. I’m here, the wolf answered. Why have you been so quiet? I didn't want to interrupt your time with our mate. You’re doing well without me, the wolf said. Zane’s wolf was happy. I could feel it radiating from him, a deep, satisfied happiness. The wolf was just enjoying the show.

“That one… he’s a different breed entirely.” I looked at him. “You mean Franco?” “Yes. Or whatever it calls itself. He’s what they call a Zeta.” My brow furrowed. “A Zeta? What’s that?” Papa shifted, groaning slightly as he adjusted his position. “A Zeta is no ordinary wolf, Eleanor. They’re trained like assassins—deadly, precise, and terrifyingly strong. The strength of twenty wolves in one body. Sometimes more. They don’t just fight… they calculate. They erase”

Clothes were shredded and from skin came furr longer than the black hair on Zillon's head, the weight of the body increased and so did its size and soon, four big and dangerous looking wolves stood in the place of four strong and muscular men. The dark gray wolf was the largest and beneath all that dark furr laid Zillon... The brown and black spotted wolf was Liam, he was second when it came to size... The silver wolf was Fredd...third largest in size... And the smallest was John, his fluffy brown fur, differentiated him from the rest. Zillon opened the pack link, only sharing it with them. 'Remember to be keen, be cautious, be c—' "We f*cking get it, Zillon. Stop being sappy and let us go."

Jeff looked up when he heard someone walking in the door. Xylon could barely contain himself as he sat down on the other side of the desk. "It worked! The Dire Wolf Gene is turned off. In fact, it's totally disabled. They tried to turn it back on and it was just down right dead. The antidote apparently can keep it from ever being turned on again." Xylon was grinning ear to ear. Of course, in his excitement, his Greek accent was thicker.