TCoJ - Book 1 - Zenti

Story by TheChroniclesOfJayden on SoFurry

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#4 of Book 1 - The Gifted

A preview of the writing style in Book 1 - The Gifted.Series: The Chronicles of JaydenBook: (1) The GiftedAuthor: WolfFA: :linkJagdwolf:Availability: Published & On Sale!Rabbit Valley: RV - The GiftedAmazon: Amazon - The Gifted


The silver white wolf stood in the shadows of the fading daylight beneath the cover of the thick-branched trees. Watching the every move the little fox made, remembering a time when not only did she excite him but she caused a bit of fear at her unpredictable nature. Little he thought how deceiving, yes she was small in frame, maybe five and a half feet and still thin. But more muscular perhaps than the last time he saw her.

She was fast and a bit hot headed as he remembered their past a smile crossed his scarred muzzle. No she was a lot hot headed, fighting with her was like fighting THEM, though he thought she could be so much more dangerous. He watched as she played with her knife for a moment, finding himself longing for a time lost. She could be so immature for her age, though he had to accept dome of the responsibility for that. He had never denied her anything and in doing so had never helped her grow.

She turned her thigh to return the knife to its sheath, she had not really changed that much in the past, what seventeen months or so? He shook his head is disgust at himself for having lost track of time.

TCoJ - Book 1 - Mari

The vixen waited silently in the clearing. Her red fur, with hints of brown and spotted with tufts of white, was softly glowing in the late afternoon sunlight. She sniffed at the air trying to pick up a trace of his musk as her keen senses tuned into...

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TCoJ - Book 1 - Back Cover

Fire cannot exist without Ice. Love cannot exist without Hate. For centuries, They would descend from the heavens, plunder, destroy and then vanish for decades. This time, They have come to stay. The isles of Mitd, which rest in the southern...

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TCoJ - Book 1 - Prologue

Dear Reader, Allow me the humble honor of being your translator. I am Sanura, a simple historical writer. I try and bring the history to life so that the past, no matter how distant or current, will not be forgotten. The original language of this...

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