"As long as I can remember, Darkfeather, you will not care about your child ever," a red wolf said sternly, her voice laced with a hint of malice. Darkfeather, a magnificent red wolf with deep, piercing eyes, contemplated the words that had just been spoken. His mind raced with confusion and disbelief. "So, I'm one of you?" he asked, his voice tinged with uncertainty. The red wolf nodded solemnly. "Kind of. We're making you obey every order we tell you, and if you ever get a son, you must carry out a dreadful task. Tell one of the other pups to do something terrible to him with this broken arrow," she explained, her eyes locked intensely with Darkfeather's. Darkfeather's heart sank as he examined the broken arrow the red wolf handed him. The weight of the decision ahead overwhelmed him. As an unexpected sense of duty washed over him, he whispered, "I will." Tucking the broken arrow under his majestic, dark wings, Darkfeather nodded at the red wolf and spread his wings wide, ready to take flight. With each powerful beat of his wings, he soared into the sky, leaving the realm with his brothers behind. His destination was an exoplanet, a mysterious and distant world where he hoped to find answers. The journey to exoplanet was perilous, fraught with celestial storms and treacherous celestial beings. Yet, Darkfeather's determination burned bright within him, guiding him through the dangers of the unknown cosmos.
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Tpotol book 2: the chosen one
FantasyKris stared out at the vast landscape before him, the expanse of Exo Planet stretching out as far as the eye could see. The air carried a sense of foreboding, as if it held secrets that were waiting to be unleashed. It was in this moment that Kris k...
