Mythical Fox Creature Novels & Stories

These foxes didn’t do anything without a reason. “Your m-mate?” The shivering fox muttered to himself in the back. “Foxes don’t have mates.” The fattest fox on the left laughed the loudest. “A match made in heaven. The most feared Alpha in the unknown world and the Silver Fox.” Silver Fox echoed through my head. A collection of gasps ricocheted from my pack members as they took a step back in shock. My own deep growl emanating through the forest. “Do not accuse her of anything.” Aiden shouted at them.

The old man was a grade one species too,very powerful but Gabby was just a girl and he was sure she was not aware of her own nature. Despite the fact that she did not know who she was, in times of danger the powers would just come by themselves. That night, being one of the days In the three months that the foxes were in the project, the humans of their nature were not supposed to walk around anyhowly especially at night. The foxes hated humans of their nature so much since they thought that they were always fighting against them with the aim of wiping all the foxes out of existence. The half foxes half human creatures were able to sense their presence from very far.

Set asked. "Well, because there's also a fox. And this always confused me, because for one, the fox is bright purple, but it's a dream after all. But the fox also didn't strike me as male, really, the relationship the fox and the snake have. The violet fox follows him, on the good nights they play in the water hole, move through the city together, the fox like a shadow behind the giant protector. But on the bad nights, the fox fights alongside the snake." Shuule shot a look at Set, who had an eyebrow raised back at her.

We are so widely different it’s barely comparable. Foxes are mostly solitary preferring to roam our territory alone. Because foxes so rarely group up most people don’t even know what to call it. It’s so odd to see a grouping of foxes that depending on what’s going on it has different names. A Sulk, a lead, earth, or a leash are all terms given to describe the odd occurrence of foxes grouping up. We are independent, mysterious, untrusting, cunning, and as the saying goes sly. Yes, there is folklore about foxes as well but just as we are viewed by the world our ledges follow suit. People fail to realize that to be cunning and sly you must observe, you must be patient, and timing is critical. T

we intercepted and caught a creature near our lands, it's seems to be fleeing from something or someone, it's unlike anything I've ever seen before, what should we do with it? (( Take me to it, let's go )) I get up from my desk and follow Sebastian out the house and out into the furthest part of the woods, the warriors are there with the creature tied up and thrashing around trying to escape, what the hell is it? It's eyes are like blood, if it where a were I would have been tempted to slit it's throat and have a drink with just those eyes alone, it does not seem to have speech or understanding, luckily for me my pack and I have affliation with witches and I was blessed or cursed if you so w

The one that leads them is a she-wolf, a bitch from the seventh hell The man in the green cloak said, "I heard how this hellwitch walked into a village one day . . . a market day, people everywhere, and she walks in bold as you please and tears a baby from his mother's arms. When the tale reached Lord Mooton, him and his sons swore they'd put an end to her. They tracked her to her lair with a pack of wolfhounds, and barely escaped with their skins. Not one of those dogs came back, not one.

Two foxies immediately jumped on them, each placing themselves on Jai and Darrion’s thighs and making themselves comfortable. “What are these creatures?” Jai asked, patting the foxy that was lying on his thigh. It looked like a mix of a fox and an axolotl. It has the body of a chubby baby fox, and three pairs of protruding furs that are different in color on each side of their faces. The body fur is pure white while the three pairs of furs are green in color. “They’re very cute.” The dragon smiled and took the other foxy into her arms. “These are Grenyas. They’re the predictors of weathers. If there’s a storm coming, I will not open the portal for them to play outside…”

🫶LEXI🫶 My legs carried me away from Gretonia’s caravan on pure instinct, but my mind was screaming. That girl — the thief from the market...had transformed into a fox creature right in front of me. Kitsune. I’d read about them in old forbidden books, but seeing it… hearing her screams… it shattered something inside me.

Before there were doors between worlds, there were stories. They whispered from hearth to hearth and ship to ship— of wolves that ran like midnight wind, of foxes with nine tails and nine more tricks beyond that, of fae who looked like carved moonlight and smiled like knives. Humans loved those stories—as long as they stayed in books and bedtime. The moment a story breathed, the moment a pair of eyes glinted from a tree line or a shadow stepped out of the corner of a room, humans did what humans do best when they’re afraid.

The Wolves reside in a dense, ancient forest that lies on the outskirts of Greiner, far from the prying eyes of the Fairies. Here, they have lived in seclusion for the past years. They had numerous tents filled with male werewolves as the fairies were able to get rid of all female wolves and they can't mate with a fairy because the power of the fairy can't allow a wolf grow. And all fairies had power. However they've been surving hiding from the fairies in the woods but they refused to grow weak. Their Alpha, Conri was ruthless and dauntless, but he cared alot for his pack. He was just a little child when the fairies took his mother away and has strived to keep the pack together.