Female Fox Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

When I finally heard him, my blood ran cold. “Come here foxy fox. Come here, foxy fox. I wanna play some more.” Did my green eyes really give me away as the Fox, or was it a coincidence, because he seemed to like to give nicknames to the people he harassed? I sat in that tree for what seemed like forever. Besides my heartbeat, I heard nothing and saw nothing of Ezra.

Her hair swayed with each step she took. This was were she was going to stay for the next five years. Her eyes wandered towards the bed, her brows furrowed. The bed sheet and blanket was made with an expensive and rare material that she recognized. The hide of Dondrun White Fox. A fox only found in the east of Shkrade, Kamhala. Imagining it's softness, She couldn't wait to roll on it.

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.

Xyla couldn’t quite tell what kind of fur it was when there were only a few of them. Now that many of them were balled up, and Xyla held them in her hand, they felt awfully like fox fur… Now, Xyla was ninety percent certain that this was fox fur. Could a fox be what injured the maid? Why would there be a fox within the compound? Xyla hadn’t heard about anyone who had a fox in the neighborhood… A fox… The moment this word entered her mind, Xyla’s body instantly trembled. Suddenly, she felt very anxious.

The hem of her skirt fell just below her knees. This dress is not at all provocative. It even tends to be simple and plain. "Why? This dress is beautiful. I like it." "Of course, it's a beautiful dress, Elisha. This dress is also very suitable for you to wear." Elisha gave him a questioning look. "I feel bad because right now, a damn fox is looking at you." Elisha's frown deepened. Fox? What fox is Alex referring to her? Does the Winter family raise a fox?

I’d been home for three hours. They couldn’t just be finishing now, could they? I typed nervously: “Does your fox fae ever wake up in the middle of the night to… workout?” Two quick voice notes pinged back. “The owner said fox faes have strong desires. If they can’t satisfy those desires, they get restless at night and workout to relieve themselves. “Maybe you should try it with yours… hmm.” …She’d been kissed again. The sound alone was driving me crazy. Add that to Fennrick’s taut, sculpted back under the balcony light?

"A fox?" she questioned as he carried her through a corridor and into his office. Thankfully, they had entered through the back entrance. "Hmm. A female fox can sound like a distressed person," he explained. "Seriously?" She wiped away her tears, attempting to conceal her face. She didn't want to frighten the poor guy half to death. "Yes, they emit a similar cry when they're looking to mate." She stared at him in disbelief. "You've got to be kidding me."

“Perhaps she is not a prisoner at all.” The others pieced it together. “Have you become attached to the female?” I remained silent, but that was my answer. The three foxes started chuckling. The sound made me want to boil their bones in castor oil. “How could you become attached to that?” The fat male asked as if it was truly the worst thing in the world. Some of the wolves stepped forward at the insult to their future Luna. Rage coursed through me. Before I could stop myself I growled. “She is my mate.”

I froze, squinting. What was that? At first, I thought it was a cat. But then it turned its head, and I caught sight of its sharp muzzle and golden eyes. It was a fox. A white fox. Its fur shimmered faintly under the moonlight. “Hey there…” I whispered, taking a careful step forward. But the moment it heard my voice, its ears twitched, and it dashed off into the trees. “Wait!” I called softly, already moving after it. My steps were quick but quiet, and the fox’s tail disappeared behind a patch of ferns. I followed it through the winding path until the flowers thinned out, and suddenly I found myself standing in front of something breathtaking.