Narnia Fox Novels & Stories

"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!"

“Don’t you think?” The fox lowered it’s head and ears out of fear. ‘F-Fine! Lower me down.’ It said in defeat. “If I allow you to walk, do you promise to really turn them back? If not then Custard can-” ‘Yes yes! I promise!’ I gave Custard a look and nodded at him. Custard came closer to the princes and lowered down the fox. It gave me a side glance. ‘You are the very first Tamer to ever treat a spirit this way! No manners and very rude!’ As my response, I waved it away with the back of my hand as a gesture for him to mind his own business. The fox snarled at me one last time before jumping inside of their bodies one by one until all the princes slumped on the ground as if in pain.

I’d been home for three hours. They couldn’t just be finishing now, could they? I typed nervously: “Does your fox fae ever wake up in the middle of the night to… workout?” Two quick voice notes pinged back. “The owner said fox faes have strong desires. If they can’t satisfy those desires, they get restless at night and workout to relieve themselves. “Maybe you should try it with yours… hmm.” …She’d been kissed again. The sound alone was driving me crazy. Add that to Fennrick’s taut, sculpted back under the balcony light?

The shadows of the beasts twisted and flickered under the glow, giving the space an unsettling tension. "Look at that." Landon stopped and pointed to a carving on the left wall. Aria looked over and saw a beast that resembled a fox, but with nine tails. Each tail was marked with colorful patterns. A single horn rose from its forehead, and its eyes were gentle yet alert. Landon remarked, "It's similar to a nine-tailed fox, but different." Aria nodded. "Nine-tailed foxes have pure, unmarked tails and no horns. This one looks strange."

she gleams. She leads me to the gardens of black glass trees and silver roses. I walk until my legs stop shaking. All of a sudden, tiny fox cub–flame-red, starlight eyes, darts out and yips at my heels. I crouch. It licks my fingers, then trots after me like it’s always been mine. "Cute little thing aren't you?". It yips back in response. "That's a moon fox. They rarely come. Extremely picky creatures. Guess this little one chose you".Lyriel says, looking at it in adoration.

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!"

Did he say mates? Did you say mates? I did. Listen. Don't freak, but I'm going to move up beside you. And I won't look like me. A ribbon of thrill snaked through her. Everything she'd read so far in the book came rushing back to her on a tidal wave of excitement. She sat perfectly still, watching from the corner of her eye as a large animal moved softly into her peripheral range. She turned her head slightly and her eyes widened. A huge black-pelted animal moved casually until it was on the porch right next to her. About the size of a Great Pyrenees dog, it could have been one of the drawings in the book come to life.

Frick the fox was a fierce fellow, but Landon of Brendrake was hot on his bushy tail, and as the fox dove beneath a fallen log, Landon’s horse leapt over top of it, forcing the creature to stop in his tracks and turn back. The sound of hooves in the distance had him halting once more, and as Landon jumped from his steed, the fox attempted to take cover beneath the fallen timber.

The general's eyes blazed with a fury that sent shivers down the spines of all present, freezing them in their tracks. "Faru," the general's voice sliced through the stillness, his attention now fixed on the cunning fox perched beside him. Within the confines of this tent, Faru reigned as the epitome of intellect. With a flick of its tail, the fox produced a collection of weathered leather documents, each holding a trove of valuable information. "These are the fruits of my tireless efforts," Faru declared, extending the documents towards the general, who eagerly accepted them. And so, the fox began to recount the contents, its voice resonating with a wisdom that surpassed its humble appearan

Ace POV She looks fantastic as always- my girl foxy (Scar). She is the best thing that has ever happened to me. I love her. And I will make sure to know what her mate is up to. Perhaps he is marrying her friend, and maybe he is just playing a game to get her back. Either way, I will make sure to keep Foxy mine. She will never leave me, and I won’t fucking allow it. She is mine, and I will fight dirty if I have to.