Fox Anthro Novels & Stories

Joanna shouted. "Guys!" I shouted, cutting through their conversation, "Wait, where's Thane?!" Immediately the words left my mouth, my palms moistened, and my body shook slightly. "He's here!" A voice called, and Joanna screamed. Surprised, both Orion and I followed Joanna's gaze and saw hundreds of queer looking foxes, their heights two times of a human, with one holding a body with his fangs. A realization hit me like a strong slap across the face, and my body shook violently, "Thane!"

“Relatives of Marcos Smith, the first victim of the vampire infestation in the city after the attack by the Supreme Wolf, are prevented from burying their loved one by the national threat. 'That's what happens when they try to share our world with wild animals, they kill. thinks that a piece of paper serves as a collar for these dogs. They have their own laws' says Agatha, Marcos' mother, blaming the wolves for spreading vampires in the cities" "Dogs have a habit of digging holes, it's not uncommon for one of them to destroy an anthill and then turn away leaving a population at the mercy of life. It's not important to them because it doesn't interfere with their lives, it's insignificant com

I rush into the arena, and the sight in front of me makes me pause. In the middle of the pit is a massive three-tailed fox, its white fur gleaming under the dim lights. The crowd is on their feet, screaming and roaring with bloodlust. The fox is surrounded by five wolves and a panther, each one circling, waiting for an opening. But it’s not just any fox. “Shit,” I mutter, my heart racing. It’s Legion.

I felt a little relieved at his response, but what he said was troubling enough. “Ezra, check in.” Mr. Griffin said over the radio. My heart sank when there was a click of the radio and a blood curdling scream. My heart sank at that sound. I knew what it was; I didn’t think about anything but getting to Ezra. If he was dealing with a toxic screamer, he was in deep trouble. The only way to kill that kind of mutant was fire. It was one of the rarest kinds of mutants. I only fought one once, and it almost killed me. It had wings and long limbs that stretched and scratched. It couldn’t turn you into a mutant; it had a toxic ooze that burned through anything. You could stab it and behead it and i