Novel & Cerita Furry

She was still screaming. He was still frantic, trying to calm her when her shrill scream turned into a loud howl and fur tickled his face. She'd shifted. He grimaced as a white paw clawed at him and claws slashed across his face, right where she'd clawed him before. His grip loosened and she jumped out of his hold, snarling, saliva dripping from elongated canines. Her wolf was an albino. Pure white, which was quite surprising since she had black hair.

And slowly, something starts to come out of the ashes. A black creature with black fur and red eyes. No bigger than any of the logs. Limping out of the brick fireplace and letting out small coughs like a little child. It's a Rogue. A baby. A pup.

Fur. I shift and drop my pack, then pluck the fluffy hunk of wolf fur off a bramble bush and roll it between my fingers. White, which can only mean Frost. Kian and Malix have much darker coloring. It feels like satin between my fingers and summons up memories of the man it belonged to. His fur makes the void inside me scream. I think of Frost with his silky soft, pale blond hair sweeping against his sharp cheekbones. Those piercing blue eyes like the heart of a glacier. Or the heart of an iceberg, more aptly, given how destructive he’s been in my life.

They had various colours of fur, and although brown and black were pretty common dog fur colours, there were also some unusual ones, like silver and red. They looked like stray dogs, although Eric couldn't really tell. They were much cleaner and looked much healthier than stray dogs though, and Eric narrowed his eyes, unable to see much in the darkness. Curiosity got the better of him and he took a step forward, snapping a twig in the process. One of the dogs' head shot up and looked in his direction, and he saw the eyes of the dog glow. That's no ordinary dog, he thought.

She clenched her inner muscles deliberately around his still-hard shaft, squeezing him with rhythmic pulses that made him groan low in his throat. “Feel that?” she purred, voice husky and dripping with sex. “My tight little cunt is still hungry for you. It knows who its owner is.”

I glance at Clayton, he just shrugs his shoulders. Twenty minutes later we are ready to shift and continue, the older female wolf is little and lean just like her but it’s fit. Its warm mahogany coloured fur shines in the high morning sunshine, as soon as I shift it comes and submits to me showing me its neck. My wolf squares her shoulders in pride, I feel our mate step up behind us giving us our moment.

Lottie's POV I watched as Fluffy approached me, her head nudging at my stomach gently. A cute sound bubbled from her throat. A warm sensation spread through me as Fluffy's touch seemed to resonate with the pups stirring inside me. It was as if they recognised the hellhound's presence, responding with gentle flutters. I couldn't explain how, but despite the cuffs suppressing my abilities, this connection brought me a glimmer of relief. For a moment, the fear and uncertainty faded, replaced by a comforting sense of unity.

I clawed at the earth beneath me as my form kept changing to something bigger. “You are almost there,” Ariana said, and suddenly, the first pop of fur came through my hands. Sweat was dripping down my body, and then my entire arm was suddenly filled with a fur I found to be very strange. It was white, and not just white; my fur glittered like some precious jewel.

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

"Ember, don't be afraid." Looking at the beautiful fox on one of the top branches of the tree, Adolf assured. Maryn stared at the fox and muttered, "It indeed has a striking coat of fur that is marbled with white, black and blue. Its Amber eyes are glowing so beautifully, it has a really eye-catching appearance. It's a rare fox that looks so cute... I thought it was a husky but..." "Ember, don't panic." Hearing Adolf talk so loudly, Maryn was pulled out of her imagination. She skipped a glance at the scared fox and then back to Adolf.