Tails The Fox Flying Novels & Stories

"You're just a mere beast! Get lost!" Chase let out a sharp breath, kicking the Ghost Boar in the stomach. The boar let out a miserable shriek, its body hurtling dozens of feet away. It smashed through countless ancient trees before it finally came to a stop. Suddenly, from atop a small hill, a snow-white fox with wings sprouting from its back lunged toward Chase. Its presence was even more menacing than the Ghost Boar's, and its speed was terrifyingly fast.

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.

After hesitating for a moment, the Celestial Fox cautiously approached. Ambrose stood still, allowing the Celestial Fox to inch closer. The Celestial Fox was drawing nearer and nearer, and they would soon be able to capture it. But as it approached, the fox's nose twitched as it detected Ambrose's masculine scent. Its back arched, and its fur bristled with alarm. In a split second, Ambrose lunged forward, attempting to catch the fox. The Celestial Fox was lightning-fast. Sensing something was wrong, it swiftly changed direction and fled.

It would not take long for their bodies to turn purple from the poison and eventually die. The nine-tailed scarlet fox specialized in illusions. Its natural-born skill was called the nine-tailed illusion. Some mentally or spiritually weaker warriors would immediately lose themselves in the illusions after it was used. The fox would then hide in the shadows and take the chance to bite the warrior's neck, killing it in an instant! Neither of the beasts was easy to deal with, but they were not too difficult for Fane. Fane decided in just a moment as he pointed right at the nine-tailed scarlet fox!

When I finally heard him, my blood ran cold. “Come here foxy fox. Come here, foxy fox. I wanna play some more.” Did my green eyes really give me away as the Fox, or was it a coincidence, because he seemed to like to give nicknames to the people he harassed? I sat in that tree for what seemed like forever. Besides my heartbeat, I heard nothing and saw nothing of Ezra.

To which Pawn Clara shook her head in the negative. "Kitsune are the Nine-tailed foxes," Bishop Eloise explained. "The nine tails signify nine points of power. One tail is a person's spiritual energy whereas the other tail is their physical strength. When the tenth tail is added, they become a spirit fox. Then it's called Spirit Fox." "Spirit Fox! That's awesome!" Pawn Clara exclaimed. Bishop Eloise told her to take him to the other side of the castle where he could smell Rook Theia. It was easy to spot a vampire among so many foxes.

Feral’s now elongated ears trembled nervously in a way that could soften even an angel’s heart and he smiled a bit shyly. Thankfully, although people couldn’t help staring at him what they actually had their eyes on was the beast on his neck. On the slender neck stood a graceful-looking fox with a stunning pair of eyes holding a blue sclera and sharp red pupils that emitted such pressure that could make one’s hair stand and even more astonishing was the glowing seven tails which stood majestically behind his back leisurely swaggering in the air while others caringly caressed the elf.

Realizing that Gerald was no longer focused on it, the hidden holy fox—which had been lying silently in wait this entire time—knew it was high time to make its next move. Sprinting off, it took one leap after another as it quickly disappeared into the valley. The valley itself was constantly brimming with miasma, making any sight-based navigation attempts a nightmare. Adding that to the holy fox’s immense speed, Gerald couldn’t even see it anymore by the time he realized where the fox was escaping to. “Don’t run!” shouted Gerald as he gritted his teeth with resentment before jumping into the valley as well.

It could be a hundred feet tall. A huge nine-tailed fox was carved on the stone monument, with nine tails that were as vivid as life. Each tail was a different color and glowed with a strange luster. There was a lush jungle with countless demons kneeling to the nine-tailed fox, listening to the heavenly truth and understanding the impermanence of the world. However, Alex realized that he could not walk further when he reached a hundred meters in front of this stone monument. No matter what, he could not get closer.

“Oh, shucks… We’re not supposed to go here yet. You’d need to go down the other path first, so you can get the flying boots to make it across.” “The other path? But there’s a monster there!” Foxley whined more. Eine frowned and patted Foxley’s shoulder. “Killing the monster is more doable than the jumps, Foxley. At least, you won’t need twenty tries just to get across. Now, now, go back and fight it. Show Mommy the somersault attack you like so much.” Foxley gasped and nodded his head. “Mommy, don’t leave! I’ll show you what I can do! Watch me! Watch me! I will kill this monster for Mommy!”