Flinx Fur Novels & Stories

She asked. I growled in response, she goes on kneels and pat my wolfs head, "Your furs are so beautiful" she cooed as her long fingers ran over my skin, down her neck and to the tops of her ample breast. I gulped uneasily, wondering if I should shift right now or not. She began putting her fingers down into the top of her white lacy gown. I could see her nipples begin to protrude through the white lacy material. "I really want to do this right now, I'm happy I found you or else I'll h ordered a gigolo"

Blood sprayed in dark arcs that caught the strange, too-bright moonlight and glittered like spilled ink. The Crimson Claw pack was smaller but fiercer, red-brown fur flashing like embers. They fought dirty: going for throats, hamstrings, eyes. One of them, a lean female with white streaks on her flanks, leapt onto the back of a Silverfang warrior and clamped her jaws around his neck. He thrashed, yelped once, went still.

His own power alone should be enough to catch Seekstorm. He didn't know how much time had passed. When Felix, sitting cross-legged, started to feel a bit bored, he suddenly noticed a little creature standing five yards away. Even he hadn't sensed it coming. "Is that Seekstorm?" It had snow-white fur and was only about the size of a palm. On top of that, its head resembled that of a tiger, sporting raccoon-like markings around its eyes. The most unique thing about it was the three long tails, which were constantly swishing.

she replied fluffing her hair. I hummed while nodding, “I’ll…I’ll just change.” --------------------------------------- hey guys! hope your eenjoying the story! if you like it please leave a review! i love you guys!

But another question lingers in my mind, one that keeps me up at night. “Evelyn,” I murmur, “what do you know about the Frinx?” She blinks, taken aback. “The Frinx? Why?” I hesitate, debating how much I should reveal. “I read something about it. How it creates glaciers… but at a cost.” Her expression darkens. “Yes. It does.” I lean in. “But did Anoryl know?”

It appeared to be a fur. Cassandra pulled it out of the box to get a better view of it. “My goodness. It’s gorgeous.” Their father rounded the sofa. “It’s a Montana Lynx. The trim is white fox.” “Oh, it’s beautiful,” she said as she stood. The box fell off her lap and into the floor. She put it on. “It fits perfectly.” “I take it from the sparkle in your brown eyes that I am forgiven,” his father said. Cassandra beamed. She walked over to him and kissed his cheek. “You’re forgiven, but you should still go to confession.”

She smirks at me. “No rules right Flint? Just remember our little chat” She shouted. Fear crosses his eyes and I waste no time in attacking him. I land a right hook to his jaw; his head turns to the side, and he stumbles back. He spits some blood out of his mouth and smirks. This man is creepy, no wonder mom did not want to be with him. Flint shifts into his wolf and I shift into mine. I can see where I get my red pattern of my fur from. Flint is completely red with black eyes.

I say to Ryder. "You're finally back! Did you find out more about me? Tell me!" Fluter runs over to greet me with a kiss on the cheek. Her eyes sparkle in joy. My heart swells with love for her. There is no way she has been trying to manipulate me. She looks so innocent! "Yes – it's a Chiruchiri, an ancient species that is believed to be shapeshifters," I tell her. Ivy's eyes widen in amazement. "That sounds incredible! What else do they do?" She asks eagerly.

"Y-Yes…“” Since Felix and Fortuna are small-in-size, it’s easier for me to scrub them— as well as removing the fleas lingering on their skin. I plucked about fifty-six on Fortuna and six on Felix. They have been trembling all the way I wash and applied shampoo on them, but they enjoyed the grooming.

“Jasper—” “Back” I growled out instinctively as my Furs started to burst out along with my claws, growling deeply. Lyra stumbled against me but she didn't fight it, she trusted the reaction and that meant enough had happened this past weeks for her to realize that I wasn't joking. The face smiled as shadows moved between the shelves and the person on the other side leaned forward slightly with amusement on his face. “Woah” he said casually, lifting up his hands in surrender. “Easy there, I mean no harm. Really”