Tails The Fox Flying Novels & Stories

The fog slinks across the ground, wrapping around my ankles and giving my calves a chilly touch. As I reach the middle of the third ridge, I notice some movement. I heard a rustling sound on the left. Then a chuckle. Squeaky. That's really high. "Oh no," I mutter, slowing down. A glowing figure darts between the trees. Then another. Then three. Four. Glimmering, silvery, and suspiciously fox-shaped. "You lot again." The spirit foxes pop out, showing off their sharp little teeth and eyes that shine like polished moonstones. They bounce around me in a circle, their tails waving like flags.

They laid them in their individual beds and Valerie brought out a big fairy tale book to read to them. It was just late in the evening but she was going to read them a bedtime story alongside Justin who loved and cherished her as well. Valerie began to read from the book, it was a story about the nine-tailed fox who awaited his long first love. "The fox in human form sat down in park waiting for no one, in particular, a little girl's balloon flew away and he used his magic to bring it back to her and a little boy who had witnessed it all approached him" Valerie read.

~ Bella ~ At Nikolai's words, Nicholas whirled around, dragging me with him. My eyes widened in shock to see a fox, an actual full grown red fox, flying through the air towards us. This wasn't a normal kind of fox. It was huge! Just as big as me. It's teeth were barred and claws outstretched towards us. I screamed in fear at the frightening sight. I tried to duck down but I couldn't because of Nicholas' ironclad hold on my neck.

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.

My hair turns a silver-white shade like the moon as fox ears, and nine tails pop on my head and back. I was ignoring all the stares and surprised looks from the crowd. The feral made a screeching howling. He came charging me full speed as I extended my hand and blasted my black-blue fox fire at him. He starts to screech in agony and pain. His whole body starts to melt; he reaches for me with little strength, still wanting to kill me, but before he can do that. His entire body then turned into ash. I let the magic go, and my appearance and the magic barrier dispel.

one said. "Is there any mistake here?" the other asked. "The one with the red horns, he is not to come to good," the other scoffed. The Fox was a little unwanted but it didn't say anything else. It gave Hana a bag of fruit and took her back to the ground, and did not forget to tell Hana to practice regularly and how to practice, it did not speak. Hana put the lizard in her sleeve, wanting to say goodbye to the Fox, but they completely disappeared.

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?

"Sienna! His Highness is a four-tailed white fox. How can you choose him?" "Why can't I?" I shook her hand off and looked down at her. "I am the firstborn daughter of the Moonridge Court and a descendant of the purest nine-tailed fox bloodline. If I don't choose the four-tailed white fox, should I choose that black fox who hasn't even grown his fur in properly?" Sylvia had no answer. She could only bite her lip hard, a flash of poison passing through her eyes. The black fox lying in the corner suddenly raised his head and stared straight at me.

The dim yellow light flowed across the walls, distorting and shifting the shadows of the beasts, making them seem alive and adding an eerie atmosphere. "Look at that one," Carl suddenly stopped and pointed to a carving on the left wall. Following the direction of his finger, Amelia saw a beast that resembled a fox but had nine tails, each covered in colorful patterns. A single horn grew from its head, and its eyes were gentle and lively. "It looks somewhat like a Nine-Tailed Fox, but it's not quite the same."

The man dissolved into water and reformed near Ro, standing in his naked glory. Ro shrieked and jumped back in fear. A big opaque bubble began to erupt from the water and Venkat jumped in front of Ro protectively. The bubble burst and a beautiful white fox with three fluffy tails emerged. It snarled at the finman, its three tails rising in the air and gliding before dropping down into the water. Ro felt a jolt of electricity run through her as the finman sneered at the fox.