Crow Fox Novels & Stories

Frick the fox was a fierce fellow, but Landon of Brendrake was hot on his bushy tail, and as the fox dove beneath a fallen log, Landon’s horse leapt over top of it, forcing the creature to stop in his tracks and turn back. The sound of hooves in the distance had him halting once more, and as Landon jumped from his steed, the fox attempted to take cover beneath the fallen timber.

His drink contains some herbs that soothe and ease a wolf’s nerves and helps them relax, blended with some herbs that heighten their sensual side. The fox is not just any fox, which is partially why they are so hyperactive and flirtatious. They are a Kitsuné, which is extremely rare and never male. It is especially odd that this Kitsuné has a penis maybe that is why they have the hips, ass and chest of a female.

It had a peculiar charge, leaving in his head an indelible trace. “What does it mean? The CROWOLF?” he asked, staring at the round object. “That’s the key to creating a new order in this world. And we’re going to be on top of it.” “Do you think that our two beastly natures can be merged? It’s been tried before, and always one of them towered over another and dominated the offspring. So the child is born with its shadow nature, as a werewolf or a crow. But, of course, it depends which genes are luckier.”

Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent. The Red Wolve did not dare to stop but only dared to lean to the side. Wolves usually have gray and yellow fur, but with wolves having white, black, and red fur is very special. The black wolf that received the order to distract Windy was just a wolf with yellow fur because to distract the opponent, he disguised himself to look like Ezra.

The first was a coral drake that was on the rightmost end, while the nine-tailed scarlet fox was on the left end. The two beasts were at about the same level, they were both a bit stronger than the energy hound. If Fane was arranging them in order, the croal drake should be in third, while the nine-tailed scarlet fox should be in the fourth. The two beasts were not too different from each other. If the environment suited the fox, it would probably be able to fight to a draw against the drake or even have an advantage. The coral drake specialized in poison. Its whole body was surrounded by poisonous gas. Weaker warriors would start to foam at the mouth the moment they got close to the coral d

His clan was feared and respected for a good reason. He was already too late for the start of the ceremony where the male wolves got a chance to look at all the participating, she-wolves. Noah did not mind missing it because he was not interested in the she-wolves and the male wolves just annoyed him. They were a bunch of raging hormones ready to explode. It seemed like they couldn’t keep their wolves in check so all that came out of their mouths was talk about fucking their mate. He had been lucky with his wolf Achak. Achak meant spirit in Native American and he had always been a calm beacon for Noah. Since the day he transformed Achak had been something he could rely on. His thoughts got i

They were snarling at me, licking their chomps in my face, when I heard a voice behind me. The women were just like the foxes colors, the cross Fox was a tanned woman with long orange red hair, the black fox was white with black hair, and the red Fox was white with red hair, what freaked me out es that none of them had eyes, they where all skin, and bones. They didn’t move an inch, the sky had changed back to dark, but the white fox in the middle didn’t, it actually glowed, “okay now I know I’m drunk on my birthday, because this all looks a freaky version of an alien abduction,” I start to massage my head because now I think that I imaged the voice that spoke from behind me. It scared me tha

Fury's and Hell's noses touch, making Hell wag his tail in happiness. Kat and Micky go to the back of their minds, giving total freedom to their wolves, and they take advantage of it. The 3 run through the forest, with Fury in front, and when they feel a wild boar nearby, they stop and prepare for the hunt. Kat positions herself to scare the animal against the two big black wolves and when he gets trapped, he squirms, but it doesn't help. Fury sinks his fangs into the creature's neck as Hell traps a hind leg with his teeth.

But the danger wasn’t over. The large furry creature turned toward her, its eyes glowing a deep red, and Catherine’s blood ran cold. She recognized it now—this wasn’t just any animal. It was a massive wolf, unlike any she had ever seen. Its fur was thick, dark, and matted with blood, and its eyes seemed to pierce right through her. The wolf growled, low and menacing, and its sharp teeth gleamed in the moonlight.

Curiosity won. Brushing aside branches and snapping twigs, he crawled closer. Then, there it was. A wolf. Large. Injured. Its body sprawled beneath a fallen limb, unconscious. The fur caught the light in an unusual way—white undercoat streaked with deep mahogany red, the color of mulberries in late summer. Atticus’ heart sank. His boots crushed pine needles as he approached slowly, hands careful, breath shallow. Guilt clawed at him. He’d already torn through part of this animal’s home—now he’d hurt it too.