Silver Black Fox Novels & Stories

Bloodbaths excited me, but when I'm here, I have to control myself and Keal as well. "It's about to start. Keep a close eye on the forest," I told Lila. "Okay," she mumbled. Another loud whistle echoed through the air, and a half-shifted man stepped forward with a loudspeaker. "Today, the Moon Goddess has released a new creature that runs three times faster than any wolf. This one is called the Silver Fox," he announced. A cage was rolled to the center of the stage where the Silver Fox was locked inside. "At the count of ten, the fox will be released into the arena. The winner will be granted global dominant rights of the year by the Moon Goddess herself!" the half-wolf explained as loudly a

The only thing that wasn’t black on Gannon was a white star on his chest that signified he was something special and powerful, and not to be messed with. Susan’s wolf was black on top with mostly silver on the underside on her tail, legs, belly, neck, and muzzle. The silver under Susan’s chin, muzzle, and neck was interspersed with pieces of dark brown fur. The black stripe down Susan’s nose and covering her ears is only broken up by a few silver hairs inside her ears and then silver from her cheeks and lower lip, running the whole underside.

A family trait passed down through generations. “How do you know my name?” He stepped closer. “Listen carefully. The color of your blood is silver. That’s how I knew. Only Lynix carry that ancient strain, the one that makes you immune to silver. You heal too fast, too perfectly making you a pure descendant of the Silver wolves.” Laughter burst out of me… sharp, disbelieving. “That’s ridiculous. You’re out of your mind.” The sound echoed in the quiet alcove, brittle and forced. But it died fast. Too fast.

Asher She was gorgeous. And that was an understatement. I have never seen a wolf so beautiful, so exquisite, ever before. She was a silver wolf. Like literally silver. I have seen a white wolf. Rose's wolf was almost golden-ish but silver. I have read somewhere that it was extremely rare that anyone would have a silver wolf and there were barely any instances of their existence.

The pressure was no joke but the elegance was on point. The one in the middle was the true terror. Just as Scarlette once told me, it was a three-eyed sun fox. It should have been called the golden fox because its fur was literally gold. I'm not talking about golden yellow or gold colour, I'm talking about real gold. The eye on its forehead was closed and the two opened were bright ultraviolet. It only had three tails but they were huge and fluffy, and it was the size of a six-storey building with a few inches.

‘You must, I can scent the humans are coming and I cannot protect you against them. Lifting her head she heard them crashing through the woods, 'I tell you I saw it. A huge Silver Wolf. You know what that means. We must find it for him he will pay well for such a specimen.’ A gruff voice said ‘Don’t kill it, we must catch it alive, he always says that there is so much we can learn from such a creature’

“If you end up not teaching me how you made these—” “Calm down tigress,” he shoves his floppy onyx hair off his forehead with a chuckle. “You know I don't go back on my word.” “You better not. You are too handsome for me to chop and mash you into dog food for Silver.” Silver is Rhia's German Shepherd. Huge with fluffy silver fur with sparses of faint black strands. That pet of hers can smell a fading scent as far as six hundred paces away from a single spot.

“Striker and Star. I’m so happy to meet you. Welcome to the family. Jericho rumbled low in my mind with pride, approval, and love. ‘My pups,’ he purred. I took a step forward, eyes locking onto them. They were strong wolves. I could already tell that. And they would only get stronger. Silver fur covered them. It was a shade or two darker than their mother’s fur. A part of me had thought that their fur would resemble Knox’s, which was like Jericho’s fur but with silver streaks in it. ‘They’re both silver wolves,’ Jericho told me, dropping that bombshell on me. ‘Thea confirmed it.’

His heart felt full of her acceptance of him as they devoured the white tailed buck. He hadn’t participated in their pack runs or pack hunts before, and although there were similarities to Dragonmoon, there were also many differences. Newblood revered her in a way that he had never even seen with Serburi, and they were considered royalty. He also had never seen silver wolves, gray, yes, but actually silver? And not just in coloring, but in a shimmering, practically glowing way. Every member of Silverclaw shared this aspect of their wolves. Subtle differences existed in the family, Samantha was larger and her claws were a blue that seemed to shine like stars, while the other’s claws were whit