10 Tailed Fox Novels & Stories

This is exciting. I whispered under my breath, "Kitsune." The little boy heard and gave me another hug. I'm guessing that's a yes. According to the legends, a Kitsune is a fox spirit that develops a tail every one hundred years. When it reaches its thousandth year and grows its final ninth tail, the Kitsune changes color from orange to either white or gold thus becoming a divine fox with godly powers. Judging by the looks of this boy, he still has one tail which makes him a young Kitsune.

This odd power up cleared the smoke and I finally got to see the result of my attack. “Holy shit… No way…” Kane was one hundred percent right. Nine tailed foxes can use all elements of the other tribes. “Whoa!! Look at me!! I’m hot stuff now!! Wow this feels good! Whoooo!” As she took the time to shout and praise herself, my mouth was hung open in disbelief. Her purple shiny fur was now a fiery orange and white. Her fur moved and danced like flames as her nine tails swayed on their own, like fire licking the air for oxygen. My attack didn’t even leave a mark, not to mention giving her new powers to use. She continued to admire her new look for a moment or two. She then fixed her determined e

I quickly stood up, wanting to find the quest right away. Based on the information I had about them, I knew that they were given to married players as a pet to raise together. They started off as little baby foxes, with one tail and when leveled up they developed nine tails. Their colors were random, but the first time I saw one, I fell in love. It had been a little pink fox with two tails. Its ears had looked as if they had been dipped in purple, as did the tips of its tails. I was curious about what color of kitsune we would get.

His yelp of surprise was muffled by her hand. “She’ll hear,” the girl whispered. There was steel in her voice. Her words were enough to keep him silent. Hadn’t he just learned to believe in monsters? Every movement of the woods became a threat. The howl of wind through branches. The snap of twigs as creatures skittered. A rustle to his right. A flash of pale movement. “Was that—?” The girl shushed him and held up a thin arm, pointing to their left. A lithe shape lurked among the trees, almost invisible. Its graceful movements made no sound, like the mist of fog sifting through the forest. It had a sharp snout and pointed ears, thick red fur, and bright eyes. And behind the fox wove nine tail

, he promised amused. The Apple in his arms broke free and landed on Zen, who laughed, giggling at the rough tongue that licked his cheek. The fox kit, its fur a striking red, probably how it got its name, leaped around him barking happily. "It's a twin tail!" he noticed as the fox jumped from his abdomen to his shoulder, one of the tails curled around his neck like a scarf, the other wagging happily. "Where did you even get him?" he asked curiously.

“Good. And tonight won’t be any different. I’ll give her such a perfect show that she wouldn’t even know when she falls in love with me.” I flicked him a hard stare, earning a chuckle from him. “Oh, relax, you know that was just a harmless joke.” “Fine, if you say so. But I’ll advise you now, you'd better be careful with her. She’s a fox. A nine-tailed fox, and if you aren’t careful, she can have you clipped under her wings in a jiffy.” His finger found my chin, lifting it to my face. “Wow, you truly have no faith in me. Do I look as weak as the alpha?”

she scornfully questioned with a cocked brow. He gritted his teeth and balled his hands into fists, sweat forming on his head. His foe wondered what was wrong with him. Unexpectedly. tails shot out of his body one by one, numbering nine. And this time, unlike his son's four tails at the triennial contest's battleground that served as mere adornments, his tails were roving about! Seeing his accomplishment, Alpha Chase chuckled evilly. "Shocked, aren't you?" he asked cockily before turning to Phoenix," And you with magenta hair..."

or a demon. He was lethal, dangerous, and powerful. Stunningly otherworldly. A huge, silver, smooth, shimmering tail protruded from his back, the tips arching at least three feet above him and the bottoms brushing the floor. It was so magical that it gleamed with a golden sheen, like the nine-tailed fox she had seen in Chinese movies. In fact, it was even more amazing seeing it personally. She wanted to reach out and touch him, to stroke her hands down the huge, sleek-looking furs.

Stanley and Yaksha couldn’t help but squint. They followed the light and saw a white fox tail on the ground not far away from them. It was covered in blood and looked like it had just fallen off. Yaksha seemed even more shocked as he quickly took a few steps back. “That must be the demon fox’s tail. Nine-tailed foxes have nine lives. Each time they die, they’d lose a single tail. It means that it had already died once.” With that, Yaksha looked at Stanley in excitement. “This means that somebody saved the children! No, to be more accurate, it might be another demon or a god.

Soon, blood was gushing out from his wounds. Not far away, everyone had recovered from the joy they felt before. When they saw this scene, shock, panic, and confusion appeared in their eyes and faces. They could not even react in time. "I want to kill —" The Three-Tailed Fox, more accurately the Two-Tailed Fox, wanted to kill Xander badly. Its unique talent was to survive by docking its tails. When the demon fox encountered a fatal attack, it could choose to exhaust its 100 years of cultivation and lose one tail in exchange for a new life.