Bushy Tails Novels & Stories

he asked. "Meow!" The reply rang with confidence, as if the answer were obvious. In the next instant, Buttercup's body expanded at a startling pace, swelling into a colossal beast more than 30 feet long. It crouched in front of Cyrus, lowering its massive frame in invitation. On snow, it could outrun any snow vehicle. Cyrus eyed the steel-spike fur along its back with concern. "I'm afraid it'll stab my butt." Buttercup seemed to understand. The rigid spikes softened and flattened until the surface looked almost plush. Only then did Cyrus mount with cautious relief.

The belly and tail, on the other hand, are pure yellow. Appearance and character: The body is similar to that of a marten. The bony, jagged shield on the head is an extension of the skull, behind which the small, round ears are hidden. In the case of the males, the shield turns dark red when advertising for the partner. The long tail is very strong and is used for climbing and holding on (it sleeps in a tree with its head down). Razor-sharp teeth are hidden in the pointed snout. The arbor communicates through chirps. He is also very extremely aggressive as soon as someone comes near his sleeping tree.

she said. "The same goes for you," I told her. She giggled. She had a nice lasting laugh that would make one cheer up. It was harmonious. " I don't," I got to my paws and walked closer to her. She was a few inches shorter than me. That was when I saw her. She had three beautiful tails that were styled with pink flowers. There was a golden crescent moon on her forehead that sparkled. " What is your name?" she asked,

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..."

Cassia reached for the knife. “DON’T TOUCH THOSE!” A shrill squeaky voice yelled at her “THEY ARE POISON!” Just then a young girl stepped out from the trees. She was on the shorter side with mousey brown hair that was frizzy but was braided in pig tails. Her green eyes were large. Her nose was small and turned up a bit and was extra pink in color. Her ears were larger than normal and stuck out a bit. And she had a thin tail sticking out from behind her. All in all the girl reminded Cassia of a human and mouse highbred.

She thought of bringing some to her mother and went farther to gather them. Not far from the flowers was a strange bush with thick, green, glossy leaves. It was hung with large red berries that trembled on their stems like drops of blood. She leaned over to inspect it. As Persephone stood, staring curiously at the mysterious bush, she could not decide whether she liked it or not. The maiden who was always particular about plants and flowers found the scrub little to her liking.

Dazed and confused, and thinking that the beast only wanted to fatten her up before being eaten, Accashia pushed the fruits away. As she did, it was the first time she heard the beast growl. She wanted to turn to see the creature, wanted to look. But something inside her warned her not to. However she felt fur brush against her skin. Soft. Long. And when the moon gave enough light to illumninate her surroundings, Accashia saw a tail and it was color white.