Silver Rwby の小説・ストーリー

Now that we would have to leave them behind, I still had to be sure that the silver would be taken out. Our new doctor, Marvin, was the one in attendance. He seemed a bit nervous about examining Ruby's hands, I told him to relax. This was the first time he would attend to the Luna, and my presence wasn't helping either, but I couldn't help it. I had to know. I wasn't the only one present; Randolph and Kevin were there too. Randolph was mad about Tammy's precautions against our mates, especially Racheal. She was very harmless even with her wolves, yet they still clamped the silver on them. It was advantageous because it made them depend on their brains instead of their physical strength. Thei

Reed bowed down to me and Wyatt walked up to me, looking me all over with astonishment in his eyes. ‘You are pure silver!’ Wyatt said via mind-link ‘Fully silver?’ I asked excitedly ‘Yes, Raven, you are beautiful!’ “Thank you!” Raven said with much appreciation. She looked over at everyone else and made a grunting sound that signaled everyone to stand. She then turned to Wyatt and Reed and nodded to them to begin the journey.

"It's not always convenient to shift back and forth, you know?" "I don't know, but that's pretty cool, I guess?" Ruby muttered. "Anyways! It's good to finally be out here!" Silver exclaimed, feeling giddy as both Alphas rubbed her furs gently, their touch sending waves of warmth all through her body. "Now we can make pups!" she announced, and Ruby choked on air. "She's still too young to give birth!" she argued. "You mean my human?" Silver asked with an innocent tilt of her head. "Yes, her!"

she responds, and I can tell by her tone that she does not want to continue the conversation. “I think your father did not want you to shift for another reason.” Lyra’s head spins to look at me, obviously confused by my words. “Your wolf is silver. It is not a common color for a wolf.” “Is it not?” She asks as she cocks her head slightly to the side while looking at me. “You do not know?” Lyra shakes her head from side to side. “Interesting. I think we have a few texts on silver wolves in the library. I will find them for you in the morning.” Without another word Lyra turns and continues tripping through the forest.

Crystal Monkey ahead, humans and mounts behind. “Is this the way, Silver?” Mane asked as the three moved. He was seated on his mount, Roxanne, and Lily was perched on her horse, Skimpy. Before the two was the large Crystal Monkey Lily had named Silver. *Wu wu wu* Silver nodded his head several times and pointed to the path before them. Well, it wasn’t so much a path as it was a cave. For that was exactly where Silver was leading them. Before them was the entrance of a cave that for some reason seemed to give off a faint glow. In a place like Dark Valley where there was no light at all, a glow like that was especially catchy.

“Come back.” A petal drifted past him. Ryder frowned. There were no flowers in this field. It was all grass, nothing more. Another petal floated downward, turning lazily as it fell. Not pink. Not white. Not gold. Silver. He reached out, eyes wide, as yet another shimmering petal dropped into his palm. It looked like forged moonlight, delicate and impossibly bright. His breath held. He touched it, And it dissolved into light. His heart slammed against his ribs.

I dismissed the guard, picking up the heavy platinum piece, and turned toward her. "Lean forward, little swan," I commanded softly. She sat frozen as I leaned in, my hands moving behind her neck to secure the heavy diamond-and-tanzanite clasp. The cool metal settled against her collarbones, the violet stone resting perfectly against the exposed skin of her upper chest, contrasting beautifully with her midnight-black dress. The entire front section of the ballroom watched us in a heavy, suffocating silence, but I could almost hear the wheels turning in their heads.

“but there is something else. We found fur which matches the fur the feral left all over Johnny but we found a second donor.” She paused to open on of the pockets in her coat and pulled out a small clear evidence bag. Inside was several strands of golden hair. The way they caught the first rays of the morning sun made them Shimmer like threads of gold or silk. As beautiful as it was, it was unusual as well. Sandy or sable coats weren’t totally uncommon but they were usually mixed with other colours. This had no other colours mixed in. “The feral seems to have gained a friend “ Sierra continued, unaware of the significance of her find. “And I think I know where they are going.”

It had also marked her out as different, she was not human, stopping her head-long flight near a lake she walked over panting heavily to look at her reflection. Staring back at her with frightened silver eyes was the most incredible creature she had ever seen, a huge beautiful pure silver wolf. She turned in the moonlight and it caught her fur and she saw that it glittered and glowed with her power. It was stunning to see as the breeze lifted her fur and it sparkled like magic under the stars,

The silver thread between him and Eira felt tighter today, pulsing under his skin like a second heartbeat. He pushed into motion again, striking harder, faster, but Rowan matched him, refusing to let him burn himself out on impulse alone. Their sparring drew eyes—a few warriors pausing mid-drill, sensing the tension. And then Rowan suddenly went still, eyes flicking past Kalen. Kalen turned. Lyra of Crescent Fang was crossing the training grounds. Her braid bounced against her spine, her steps determined, expression set in a line he’d seen on Eira’s face more than once—loyal, protective, wary. She was coming straight toward him.