Zootopia Wolves 소설 & 이야기

Her voice was quiet, but heavy. “The wolves of the Eclipse.” Luka frowned. “What about them?” She lifted her gaze, and for the first time since waking, she looked truly, deeply unnerved. “According to this,” she murmured, “they weren’t just wolves.” She slowly turned the book around, revealing an aged illustration. Two wolves stood beneath an eclipsed moon—one black, one white. Tangled together. Bound. She took a slow breath. “They were more than mates.” Theoden’s jaw clenched.

Juliette’s POV: The rising sun burned through the remnants of dust and smoke, casting long, golden streaks across the ruins of the fortress. I stood atop a ridge, overlooking the pack as they moved through the debris like ants rebuilding a colony. Liora’s voice rang out, crisp and commanding, directing squads to fortify weak points, organize patrols, and train the younger wolves in defensive formations. I could see the Warrior moving with precision among them, correcting stances, adjusting grips, showing them how to anticipate attacks before they happened. He was physically here, a pillar of strength for the pack, yet in my mind, the tether between us hummed like a living thing.

Wolves that did not carry the scent of Silver Moon. My mother wasn’t anywhere in sight. There was just these wolves and I knew one of them was a woman. Had they purposely lured me out? There was no time to think as I got into action. I gripped the dagger tighter as the first wolf lunged at me. I ducked, narrowly avoiding being ripped apart by his claws. Stepping aside, I avoided his second attack. Then I slashed down with my dagger, slicing through the wolf’s side. I aimed at his torso next but this time, he knocked me off my feet with a growl.

My wolf Lottie whimpered in fear not wanting anything to do with him. Trent had me cornered and looked ready to pounce on me. However, I stayed strong with a burst of courage. "I, Hazel Jones, wolf of Echo Pack, reject you, Trent, as my mate." His eyes darkened at my words and all my courage faded away as he pinned me to the ground.

Gradually with every word that he spoke, Nicole was beginning to regain her consciousness but just then a day tipped over one of the stainless steel objects there that made such a loud sound. The sound broke Nicole’s concentration within her body and triggered the wolf even more, they hated loud sound or bright light. The she wolf was pissed now and broke the second restraint almost immediately. Then the rampage begun, she went towards Henry and growled really loudly like she was about to attack him but she was slightly able to recognize him, she tossed him aside and then Nicole turned and rammed her way through the door of the basement.

As the fight got more intense, the two werewolves shifted, so that where two men were fighting before, there was a very large grey wolf, Thomas, and a slightly smaller black wolf, Jonas. The wolves circled each other, the grey one’s eyes full of wisdom, experience, and anger. In the black wolf’s eyes were a knowing look … and triumph, which was weird because it was being beaten hands down. Several bones in its body had been broken and it was favoring its right front leg, whereas the other wolf was very much unhurt. The fact that the black wolf was being beaten did not seem to faze it, though. Its eyes kept darting around, as though searching for something, so the pack members thought that it

Dean’s POV continued- The cells are usually kept pretty dark. Since the wolves have better night vision it’s not a problem for them, but when we turn the bright spot lights on it sure makes it a lot worse for them too. We keep the observation area dark so the rogue can’t see everyone in the room. I decided not to tell Alec and Zander because, well, I still wanted to have a little fun. We got to the interrogation area and I held up a hand so they knew to hold back a bit, then I gave the signal for the lights. The flinching and barely audibly cursing coming from the wolves? Worth it. It took a second for them to recover and I tried my best to hide my smirk as Alec looked at me.

The night was dark and cold in Banglador, but it was colder and darker in Malkouth. It was nearing dawn by the time that the wolves had finished their hunting expedition and returned to their dens. There was a time when the pack had all come to rest together after a night's activities, but Balthazar had put an end to that when the wolves had begun to turn against their own kind.

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.

He knew he should not give the wolves any chance to think. Zack ran at the nearby wolf, placed the end of the bamboo staff near the startled wolf and leaped over it. Twisted the staff and hit the wolf standing behind it on its back. The force of hit added with the extra force of the jump pinned the wolf down on all fours. He landed with one foot, turned and twisted the other end of the staff, and smashed it in the face of the wolf that he jumped over breaking its jaw. Both the wolves yelped and fell over.