Flinx Fur Novels & Stories

What Indie said made me look again at the fur on Lilah’s wolf. The wolf I know knew was called Sky, and I realised Indie was right, her fur did have almost like an iridescent effect to it when caught at certain angles by the light from the sun. I looked across at the others and saw they too looked as mesmerised by Sky as I was.

The large male with dark blue fur for hair stood in the middle. “Stop.” He ordered. We quickly did as we were told and lined up next to each other. “State your purpose, intruders.” He added. There was an awkward silence as Ruby just stared at the large shifter. Rin elbowed her lightly and she cleared her throat to prepare her speech. Hopefully she had a damn good one. “I um… I’m a nine tailed fox, just like you.” We’re in trouble. She couldn’t think of a proper sentence without pointing out the obvious.

“Let her do her thing first. Don’t intervene unless—” “She’s already doing it,” I cut in, eyes locked on the scene in front of me. Spitfire was licking furiously, her body trembling, her tongue working to clear away the thin membrane wrapped around the tiny kitten. My stomach clenched. The thing looked impossibly small—wet, motionless, its fur matted and slicked down. Pure black. Not even a twitch. “She cleaned it,” I said. “But it’s not breathing.” “What?” Ofelia whispered.

~ Collins pov~ Immediately after the tour,we went to our different homes,I made sure Flora was out of sight before following her. Am tired of all the crap going on,flora and this school.All the student blood especially Flora's makes me want to feast. I am only transferred to this because of what I intend to collect from Flora,just a little if her blood can do wonders. it can improve the strength of any vampires,it can heal a wounded wound. I only need her to transfer some blood to my dad who's heal.

I said, laughing awkwardly. I turned my head when I heard Claude's wolf snort. His red eyes were piercing on me. He looked annoyed. I chuckled and fondled his head. I turned at his white fur and the end of the strands of his fur was colored with striking blue, releasing some golden dust which was the same goes with mine. The color of the end of the strands of my white fur was red, also releasing some golden dust whenever I run or walk. "Do your sisters have the same fur as you and I have?" I asked him as I caressed his snout.

In others, branches had been bent at a height no normal animal could reach. At one trunk, Rin pinched a tuft of fur from a splinter and held it up. It was black - not dark brown, not gray - black, with a sheen like wet stone. “Feel,” she whispered, and gave me a single hair. It cooled my skin where it touched. Not wind-cold. Deep cold. I let it fall and rubbed my fingers against my cloak. We came to a stream - thin, fast, running clear over pale stones. The prints split there and then reunited on the other side.

Roxanne insisted shouting from behind. I prefered to ignore her and kept walking without turning back. I discreetly left the house, managing no one to see me and headed to the forest. When I reached the forest, I started feeling free and carefree. Our kind is inextricably linked to the forest. We can't live without it. It's in our blood. My wolf was already wagging his tail inside my head. "Relax Frosty. I'll give you the control as soon as we go deep in the forest" I reassured her. I named my wolf Frosty due to the pure white fur she has. Apart from me, Roxanne and some omega males and females have pure white fur. The rest of the pack members are usually black, brown or dark blue. When I wa

As I opened the kitchen door, Friya dashed off. "You really can't just wait, can you? What if someone sees us? Worse, what if our master sees us?!" I scolded her while flashing to the woods. "He left remember! He can't see us. C'mon, I wanna see him. I wanna hug him!" Friya impatiently uttered. She was this excited to see him, the wolf with mixed light brown and white fur and with sapphire blue eyes.

They were on their knees, bowing and chanting. They were interesting looking creatures. Their hair truly looked like flames, floating off of their heads. They all had different colored hair. It was kind of intriguing. Their skin shone like diamonds and reflected the tinted blue light. Their clothes were simple and were definitely hand made. “So this is where everyone is.” I muttered. “What are they doing?” Posy asked. “I think it’s a ritual.” Oz answered. “Fiery Lynxes are incredibly spiritual creatures.” “I don’t care, I want my girl back.” I growled, pushing past everyone.

“I beg your pardon, my Lady?” Fleur smiled, her face reflecting under the moonlight. She was indeed a beauty with silver eyes, a kind of eyes distinguishing herself and her family as a clan known for generations as a strong, witty, and extremely intelligent family. She was a silver wolf. In the Moonwalker Pack, the eye colour distinguished a wolf from another. “You know what I'm talking about, Ava, and to be fair, you really don't know what's at stake if you acknowledge that buzzing feeling you have for him because he's not who you would like to be with if you knew what his father did.”