Foxy Fnaf นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I took down pithy notes, mostly just to keep my brain focused on the narrow, slanted lines of faded text. Foxy curled up on my lap and dozed, his little nose wriggling, as we read. I was struggling to find him enough food to eat, and often gave him my own meagre rations rather than eating them myself. I had no idea how he’d survived out in the frozen woods and could only imagine that he’d ended up in our territory by mistake, only to get injured and become unable to leave again without help. Beth, one of the medics, had come to Cin and I, all secretive, and had given us a bit of the Luna’s latest care package. I’d been confused as hell to begin with – that was my thing, and I hadn’t realised

I can see Fhoxia, she is real, she might not have a presence that I may sense BUT she is not a hallucination or ghost or a soul that this bastard claims to be! “This,” he pointed to Fhoxia from head to toe. “is not alive. Fhoxia borrowed a dead body which allowed her to use her power. She may be the messenger of darkness but she is not the danger. Fhoxia is here to point out the true danger that may affect the werewolf realm, and this is not a story I created.” “How can you know all that when this Fhoxia can’t even talk!?” What if he manipulated an uneducated rogue or something just to implement this plan?

That fool was just there, trying to make his empire larger. “Now you are sounding like a possessed psychopath” my wolf says, his voice laced with sarcasm, “how about we kidnap her?” “Are you dumb?” The question is out of my mouth before I can stop myself. Kidnapping is totally out of the question. Aside from the fact that Ayana will hate me for the rest of her life if I dare to do that, what will happen when she learns of my true identity? I have a whole lot of reasons why I am pursuing her behind the scenes and it’s getting annoying now, especially seeing that jack around her, it makes me wanna wolf out and tear him into a million pieces.

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!"

This was like the most intense orgasm I had ever had and then everything went dark. “So pal, you got your wish!” A voice said. “You’re my wolf! Fucking hell. That’s soon!” I replied, not seeing a damn thing. “Well, actually you’ve been out for a few hours. April was mad first and then she got scared. You’ll wake up soon, don’t worry.” “So what do I call you?” I asked. “Fox. My name is Fox. The Moon Goddess must have a special place for you in her heart, because I am fucking awesome and my name is perfect for you, considering you named your dogs’ Snake and Bear.”

At fifteen she was already taller than I was, not that means much as I am only just over five feet tall. “Hey Pip squeak, not today” She screws her face up, about to say something when Ashley the pack Barbie AKA new Luna walks up to us. “Hello, Enyo, I’m glad you're out of the dungeon again” She says in her overly sweet voice, the one she developed when she became Luna.

I had to see what she thought about superheroes and especially “The Fox.” “I got a random question for you. What do you think of the superheroes Lady Rose and General Storm? And what happened to their little fox?” I asked, hoping not to sound as nervous as I felt. “Uh? What do you mean?” Cindy asked, sounding confused. She probably thought I was crazy for asking some random question like that. BOOM The ground shook, and smoke filled the air. People were screaming. It was chaos. “What the hell was that?” Cindy asked. I grabbed her as the familiar smell filled my nose. It could only be one thing and it was not good. “Mutants,” I told her.

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.

You know those guys in your school? Not the normal ones, but the fuckboys? Yeah, those ones. If you don't know those guys, then you may just not know the meaning of the term fuckboy . Generally, a fuckboy is actually an attractive, funny guy. Usually you wouldn't want to admit it, but everyone knows it, even himself. A fuckboy has an unhealthy amount of confidence in himself which helps him to lead girls on just for hookups. He'll say that he's really into you but doesn't want to deal with an actual relationship. He thinks about himself and only himself all the time but is nice to most people.

His height, the dark messy hair peeping out from under the hoodie, his stride, the stiff yet graceful posture, and the air of cool, predatory confidence he seems to radiate. Felix Lockhart is unmistakable. This is stupid. Someone's going to recognize him. The band's cover is going to get blown. We need to get out of sight, stat. I quicken my pace, hurrying along the sidewalk towards my driveway, ready to pull Felix into the bushes at the first sign of a potential Fable fan. Felix is right next to me, sticking to my side like a shadow. Stepping into my driveway, I notice Jamie's sixteenth birthday present, the brand new Volvo she got last month, parked next my mom's Kia. More surprisingly, th