Dogs Name From Fox And The Hound Novels & Stories

She shook her head, turned her attention to the dogs, and narrowed her eyes at them. “Is that your dog?” She demanded, pointing at Zeus. “Tragically, yes. I’m sorry for any trouble he caused. Zeus may be small, but he is a massive pain in my ass.” I sighed, holding up my leash with his harness. “Little shit slipped out of his harness. I should name him Houdini.” “He scared the hell out of my poor baby. She has anxiety issues, and he managed to trigger her.” She huffed, storming to me, taking her leash back before going back to her dog to clip it to her collar again.

I still remember a friend's yappy poodle chasing me around the dining room table on my first visit to her house when I was barely five. "Well, hi there. What's your name, sweetie?" I ask him in a voice that makes Callahan roll his eyes as I lean down to cuddle the dog. Callahan mutters something under his breath. I don't hear what it is, but he sounds annoyed. Good. "Cerberus. Here." He points beside him, but Callahan nuzzles his nose into my hair behind my ear. "Christ," he mutters and tugs the dog away. “Sit."

(Lexi’s POV) I’m going to die! I’m going to die! My heart was screaming and crying in panic, but before I found myself getting mauled by dogs, Finn put a whistle to his mouth. “Whooee-uueet!” The dogs halted abruptly, hearing probably a familiar whistle sound from their owner. My eyes widened at the different breeds of dogs, but half of their numbers were Golden Retriever and Labrador. For a dog lover, they were adorable, sitting on the ground, looking like they were smiling while panting and waiting for a treat from their owner.

Her eyes were set on the person that I pointed at. "Oh." She turned to me, raising my eyebrows, "That's Ares Young." "Ares Young?" "Yeah. He's a billionaire, and he owns the White Claws team. Rumors said that he killed people before and got away with it." My eyes were about to pop out of its socket hearing it. My lungs suddenly decided to betray me by not letting me breathe properly. "We were warned not to mess with him before, and he's bad news." Too late, Jaz.

It would work if I were not a LUNA. I took a breath and walked towards their cages. The first wolf-dog was tan brown with splotches of white and black in its fur. The other was completely black except its paws where the color of mud. They both had collars with tags attached. As I reached for their leashes attached to a hook on the wall I heard a creak. I slowly turned to see that one of the cages was ajar’d open. Slowly the tanned colored wolf stepped out of its cage. It barred its teeth at me.

“I miss you too, Ash.” I stared into his golden eyes. He was a miracle; the Aureonnas hated all animals that fell into the ‘Hound Kin’—ranging from dogs, foxes, and wolves… They called them impurities, so it was a miracle I had found Ash in a place like this. The hours easily passed by. I threw a stick, and he caught it, bringing it back to me. I threw it again, but this time he didn’t try catching it, his eyes drifted to something behind me, and he growled.

‘I leave my Pack in your capable hands Daughter’ His voice was stricter than normal but he did not need it Luna understood perfectly and he felt her acceptance, ‘Of course Papa, I will not let you down’ He smiled and she felt his love surround her, ‘I know baby, thank you’ ‘Let’s go’ He said turning to his Gammas, ‘We have a long journey ahead’ They shifted into their Wolves, his Wolf was called Canis, which seemed appropriate as it is what the humans had called the first Wolf they had domesticated, ‘Canis Familiaris.' [Canine family] Canis took over and they ran together, dark shadows hidden by the trees, the Gammas were various shades of dark grey, smaller than Canis who was a huge Silver/

I looked at the ground and pranced around. “Aruuuuu.” Domino howled. She was now mostly in control. I lifted my paw and looked at my fur. It was silver and white in color. “Nice fur, doggo.” “Why thank you. I don’t have split ends like your hair.” “Hey, stop hitting where it hurts, I’m working on those.” I scoffed and she started prancing in excitement again. My senses heightened when I smelt Xavier’s scent become more prominent. I saw two blue eyes glow in the darkness of the forest and as they approached me, a black wolf emerged.

Burned meat and blood are so old that they don’t belong to anything natural. There is only one thing it can be. A name whispered in the Pit’s dark corners when the guards thought we were too broken to listen. Bloodborne Hounds. Bred in the dark and stitched together from dead wolves and dead men. Made for one purpose: to tear the right out of anything too stupid to run.

Nizhoni smiled wider. “Jack, Zhoni and I have a surprise for you.” Jaxsen smiled. “You do? What is it?” “You ready?” Jaxsen nodded, biting his lower lip. When Sebastian opened the truck door Jaxsen gasped. “He’s mine?” Sebastian knelt down next to the very large dog that sat expectantly at Jaxsen’s feet, and stroked his back. “Yep. And he’s still pretty young. Not quite a year yet. His name is Cannibal.”