Frozen Fox Novels & Stories

The two little girls held hands as they walked to the forest. "Hey Derek!" Harlow called out. When he turned around, she used her powers to throw snow at him. She disappeared when he ran after her. "I'm over here!" She called out, waving way ahead of the group and laughing. Just then, a snow covered shrub rustled, and a fox hopped out from behind it. "Hello Mr fox," Harlow walked over, trying to touch the animal. "Harlow don't, it's not like us. He's wild." Karina called after her.

“Really? Oh my gosh! How lucky you are! It's one of the ultra-rare. Please don't tell me you named it wolfy.” Maximo chuckled and said, “It's a male and I named it Vicious.” “Oooh, now that's what I like! How about you, Zachary and Luna?” Zachary smirked and said, “I got a Fennec Fox. A giant one.” “Jinjja?! One of the Ultra Rare again?! What's the name?” Soheila was shocked at all that it made her say a Korean word. (Oops. Hehe, Korean was one of my major languages back on Earth.)

"Well, more importantly, why did you bring me here? My fiancé must be worried about me." "My name is Foxter, a butter of the Grade's household. We need your guidance, after that, you can come back to your fiancé." The white fox smiled, or perhaps, grimaced. "Ah, my name is Cecilia and I don't think that I can help you." "Such a humble person. Seem like My Lord was right. Then, I want to ask your opinion about the Icicle." Cecilia starting to feel suspicious. Why did the mystical creature like him, asking about the frozen island?

And froze. Charging toward her was a massive fox, its body sleek and shadow-black, but with nine great tails fanned behind it, each burning faintly with a strange light, red, gold, white, violet, and colors she couldn’t even name. Its eyes glowed an unearthly crimson, fixed directly on her. It wasn’t just big, it was colossal. Taller than a horse, broader than a bear. Each step made the ground quake as though the world itself was bowing to it.

They were snarling at me, licking their chomps in my face, when I heard a voice behind me. The women were just like the foxes colors, the cross Fox was a tanned woman with long orange red hair, the black fox was white with black hair, and the red Fox was white with red hair, what freaked me out es that none of them had eyes, they where all skin, and bones. They didn’t move an inch, the sky had changed back to dark, but the white fox in the middle didn’t, it actually glowed, “okay now I know I’m drunk on my birthday, because this all looks a freaky version of an alien abduction,” I start to massage my head because now I think that I imaged the voice that spoke from behind me. It scared me tha

My paws pounded against the hard concrete as I didn’t think I just jumped. One of the wolves had something small in it’s mouth, something like a pelt, no… a black fox? It was limp as he tossed it to the side and gave me a snarl. I returned by clamping my mouth over his biting with a force that ripped is nose from is face. The taste of blood, bone, saliva, all fueling me to release and clamp down on his neck tearing a chunk out and allowing him to collapse. Where is Freya? I growled to Oliver who was in the process of tearing off the leg of one wolf who thought he could be pinned.

His hand is still stroking my hair, rhythmic and soothing. “The wolf should have eaten her,” he says. “That’s what wolves do. That’s what the cold had taught him. Take what you want and leave nothing behind. But something about the fox made him hesitate. The way she looked at him without fear. The way she didn’t beg or cower or try to bargain for her life. She just sat there in his frozen throne room and waited to see what he would do.” “What did he do?”

A cage. The monster bear in my chest starts to rumble. Not a growl, but a low soothing sound. I flip up the serape and there’s my little fox. Crumpled, still in human form. Naked but for the white collar. She’s shivering. My bear rumbles louder.

（ ﾟДﾟ） The fiery heat in the eyes of the spirited duo got drenched by cold water, and both froze on the spot. Then with wide eyes and in complete sync, they rigidly turned to look at the grinning Noah. “Hehe,” Noah didn’t even attempt to hide his glee at their colorful facial expressions. He even coyly pointed his gun in the air and blew on the barrel as if blowing off smoke, “While a wolf and a bear are embroidered in a fight over a fish, it is the fox that ends up running away with it in its mouth.”

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" "It's splendid!" Leaf squealed. I looked towards the talker and flinched with shock and fear when I saw a fox sitting in front of me. The fox was 5.7ft tall, with rose gold fur with a long white streaky trailing from his head to his fluffy tail. His paws were white too and the inside of his ears red. He was beautiful. "Love you!" Leaf shrieked. "You are so cute, Foxy!"