Feather Tail Novels & Stories

The birds had a harder time, though Aaron did tend to dress himself in a fox hide skirt adorned in his own tail feathers on the top edge. The women weren't as set in their ways about their clothing, enjoying a variety of hide and fur styles, but even now, Iris was wearing a halter top that attached around her neck with a fox tail collar, the rest of it most likely fox leather with the fur skived off of it. Her long red hair was braided on top of her head with two peacock tail feathers hanging down, her brow furrowed at the idea of her daughter staying a wild animal forever. "She's more than wild, she understands me just as well as the boys," Iris said firmly. "You know the kits pick up langu

’ White Tiger King's face changed as he stood up abruptly and walked out of the hall. Tiger Ben and the other members of the Beast Alliance followed closely behind, leaving Darryl standing alone in the hall with a confused expression. ‘What's going on? Are they going to fight?’ Then, he quickly went out of the stone castle. When he got outside, Darryl could not help taking in a sharp breath of cold air when he saw the scene. The sky was densely packed with fighters from the Flying Feathers Alliance. The Flying Feathers Alliance fighters were made up of phoenixes with flames on their tails and colorful peacocks. Their terrifying aura enveloped the entire area; it was terrifying.

The boy's sense of awe rippled through me as my eyes took in the Phoenix, temporarily covered in flames before it quickly snuffed the flames out and left a breathtaking bird in its place. The vibrant colours of yellow, orange, and red stretched from his beak to his tail. His feathers were mainly yellow, and I slipped from the boy's grip as I carefully approached him, stretching my fingertips out. His head slipped under my hand, pushing up into my palm in a sweeping motion that resembled petting, catching his flickering eyes on his way back up.

He stared at the ceiling with his pupils dilated, the veins on his neck pupping out as his adam's apple moved up and down like he was a fish on land. "Uhhh...Alpha?" Noah's voice was shaking now. The image in his head based on the few noises out of the room was NOT pretty! [Shift your tail and I'll handle him.] Knight leaned in so close that his cock was pressed hard into Raven's abdomen. His fingers moved even faster inside Raven as he stuck his tongue into Raven's ear, getting a real, loud groan out of Raven. Raven shifted. A huge, black, furry tail appeared at the rare end of his spine. A tail is the only part that wouldn't twist a bone in shifting. It just replaces the tailbone.

Ceasar frowns. Cid nods, he has made the decision. Switching form? What does that even mean? Just when I am confused, I see long, broad wings extending out from Cid’s shoulder. They were covered with large and sturdy feathers, curved at the tips, strong and muscular, with incredible elegance. They are truly stunning. Cid turns into a giant powerful eagle in front of me.

"It lit up." "Yes. It lit up." She turned her own small hand, warm with her own body heat, over and placed it palm up, resting it quietly in his palm. He didn't close his hand around it, just let it rest there. Her palm was warm. His was cool. Outside the window, in the pine forest, a Snowfeather bird with wings so translucent they seemed nearly invisible alighted on the highest pine crown. It ruffled its feathers, tilted its head back, and let out a thin, high cry, like the first crack forming on a sheet of ice.

Overcoming my first wave of fear, I stepped closer, unable to tear my gaze away. To be honest, the creature looked a bit different from what I remembered from documentaries. Fastik had dark-green scales mixed with lighter green, almost like a watermelon pattern, and even a bit of feathery covering. His powerful hind legs ended in sharp claws, while the forelimbs were adorned with bright green feathers, and on his head grew a funny little feathered crest. “Don’t be afraid, he’s domesticated,” Alaya said softly, smiling at her favorite pet—who, to my complete shock, actually leaned into her touch like a cat.

Feather is coming out, protecting her human and pup from the faerie threats. "Be nice, Selene. We will leave you out here for your family to find once we take your boy." Feather snarls at the Elders, but they are not scared. The wolf wraps her fangs around the closest Elder, tearing his leg apart. Selene had shifted into her wolf without realizing it. Feather is wild with anger. She pulls the power from their body, letting it consume and give her adrenaline to fight.

She'd always be waiting for him…if he wanted to see her. The bell would ring any minute now, releasing her from this mental mind game. However, something else snapped her mind away from its rather forlorn train of thought. She could see something falling past the window. She was tempted to lean over and get a better look, but it soon came into view. What she saw made her heart stop. Floating just outside, wafting in the breeze, was a single black feather. Most would think it was just from some bird flying by, but Jaida wasn't that stupid. Only one race had that kind of feathers. It had come from a Deslyan.

It let out another sharp cry, which caused Fane's eardrums to thrum. The next second, the Thousand Feathered Beast moved its wings and suddenly attacked. The Thousand Feathered Beast's feathers let out a rainbow-colored glow so vibrant that it was borderline blinding. It flapped its wings, forming miniature cyclones due to how fast it was. It let out another cry as countless feathers left its body, rushing quickly at Fane. Those feathers might have looked incredibly beautiful, but they had a killing intent that could pierce into anyone's soul. It was the Thousand Feathered Beast's natural-born technique, the Deadly Plume. The Thousand Feathered Beast's feathers were filled with its essence.