Blue Archive Fox Novels & Stories

"Sienna! His Highness is a four-tailed white fox. How can you choose him?" "Why can't I?" I shook her hand off and looked down at her. "I am the firstborn daughter of the Moonridge Court and a descendant of the purest nine-tailed fox bloodline. If I don't choose the four-tailed white fox, should I choose that black fox who hasn't even grown his fur in properly?" Sylvia had no answer. She could only bite her lip hard, a flash of poison passing through her eyes. The black fox lying in the corner suddenly raised his head and stared straight at me.

Life in the south was better than I could have imagined. I was put in charge of the Silver Moon Pack’s most sacred sanctuary, home to rare silver foxes, snow wolves, and the legendary moon-stags. My innate bond with the wild finally had a place to thrive. Whenever I walked through the sanctuary, the animals would approach me on their own. Silver foxes would brush their fluffy tails against my palm. Snow wolf pups would roll around at my feet, begging for attention. The pack members looked at me with open adoration.

But for Alex, he automatically knew who it was as he immediately recognized his white hoodie that got splattered with paint in the colors of the rainbow. He scrolled up and as the caption, he simply had a blue heart emoji. "Blue."

The pressure was no joke but the elegance was on point. The one in the middle was the true terror. Just as Scarlette once told me, it was a three-eyed sun fox. It should have been called the golden fox because its fur was literally gold. I'm not talking about golden yellow or gold colour, I'm talking about real gold. The eye on its forehead was closed and the two opened were bright ultraviolet. It only had three tails but they were huge and fluffy, and it was the size of a six-storey building with a few inches.

Blake said, gripping his face in frustration. “Oh, getting high and mighty being the chosen mate? Where is the ancestor title?” Feng Ling teased Blake. “I’m sorry it was sudden. Please let me talk to her and explain how important this is for you and Feng Huo.” Blake said with a deep sigh. “Blake, there is a Phoenix, and it’s blue. I thought all Phoenix was made of fire.” After she calmed down, Koran said, looking at the blue Phoenix in the distance.

It's so unnecessary, but whatever, I'll oblige his ego this once. "Looks like we didn't chase you off fully." The wolf is all jokes, huh? He chuckles like it's one, but we all know he isn't joking at all. I shrug. "I'm like a cat. I got nine lives." "Aren't you a fox though?" Misty asks. Yes, Capt. Obvious, I'm indeed a fox. My sarcastic remark is on the tip of my tongue when Maverick pierces me with a warning look. I swallow down those words regrettably. I take a deep breath like Maverick did and then I release it.

Chapter 39/ Epilogue Five years later Foxy’s POV It’s like my past is a dream. A dream of things that seem so distant from the life I’m living now. I can’t imagine living without Blair and our twin sons, Blade and Austin, and it looks like I finally found my happy ending. I love my little family, and Blair and I are happily mated.

At the bottom is the letter, ‘Other sources’. She turns a page until it went on and on. Most of it, she has already read from the internet. Until she landed on a page that said, ‘Hemmings Files’. She immediately turned the page, and the first thing she saw was a picture of a wolf! But Dione thinks that it is an unusual wolf in the picture. The color of its furs is golden brown and… the tips of the furs are blue. And the wolf’s feet and its body is larger than normal wolves. “Wow… how is that possible?” From what Dione knows, red fur colored are the rarest color of the wolf’s fur. And she didn’t even know or see that there was a wolf with a blue color in their fur. The wolf in the pic was lik

And the slightly slanted eyes, carefully looking out of this sunny halo, turned from indistinct blue into green like a marsh duckweed. A real fox!

Is she some sort of a witch? "I'm not a witch. I just belong to the oldest foxes living for so many years. And we are the lucky foxes who received vision ability." "But why are you all hiding the rest of your tails?" I asked. Then Aizen and this woman show the rest of their tails. "We used to do this to avoid staining our beautiful whitetails. Oh, you couldn't relate. Yours is a combination of the colors red, blue, and green," he said. W-wait, what? It's the combination of the color of our eyes.