Tails Werefox Novels & Stories

Frostine said, “I am not a vixen.” Lena asked, “You have such a large tail, yet you aren’t a vixen?” Lena returned the favor! Frostine said, “I just possess the Nine-Tails bloodline. Besides, a Nine Tails is not a vixen. You mustn’t lump these two together.” “Why is the Nine-Tails not a vixen? The nine-tailed fox is famous for its name. Of course, it is a vixen!”

"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!"

All that I see is my five-year-old self, just with different hair color and… and… Ears and tail. When I look at the mirror like this, all I can see is my mystical ears and tail. I look like a cosplayer, but believe it or not, this is actually real. My ears looked like that of a fox, and my tail too. My hair turned gray, matching the color of my eyes. Even the ears and tail that I’ve grown was of the same color. I don’t know if I’m dreaming or not, but several days had already passed.

Not only that, but the demon fox also felt a chill running down its spine. "D*mn it! It's that guy!" The Two-Tailed Fox was annoyed. If it stubbornly went on and killed Xander, the demon fox might lose another of its tail. The sacrifice was too big, and the Two-Tailed Fox was naturally unwilling to make such a colossal loss. Therefore, the Two-Tailed Fox withdrew its claws with resentment. Then, it got onto the ground and fled toward the distance.

"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.

I asked myself in my head, my mind racing. Turning the page, the book revealed more about fox spirits, their abilities, similar to werewolves but they were far stronger, depending on the number of their tails. They could generate fire or lightning from their mouth or tails, shapeshift, possess a person’s body and create illusions to manipulate and outsmart their opponents.

But it was not infinite. Lin ' s Fox liked it's tongue as it got unsheathed first, swishing it's bushy tail in the deep oceans. It was a strange sight to behold. The handsome little Lin with his towering Fox in the back drop.He went all in and charged into the enemy hold. The sound of Xie's knuckle cracking was very much audible as the howl of his Wolf bubbled in the waters around it's mouth. Xie's wolf was fluffy and bushy. Even the waters were unable to dampen it's beauty. He was now a magestic beast. Huge and towering. The only part of Xie left in him was were his eyes. He had not switched completely into his beast.

My tail wagged as Eleanor took her first steps through the trees. Wait… I had a tail now! I wanted to look at it, so I urged my wolf to allow me to look at my tail. She did. I gaped at the fluffy white tail protruding from my behind. “Look, Elelanor! We have a white tail!” I exclaimed in excitement. I hadn’t seen a wolf with a white tail. Most of the wolves in our region were grey with a black-tipped tail, while alphas were usually black and huge. But a wolf with a fluffy white tail like mine was unheard of.

as the specially designed sniper round crossed three hundred meters and struck the White-Stripe Fox’s spine with deadly precision. The fox collapsed instantly, paralyzed by the severe damage to its spinal cord. Koloro, having been ready, leaped from the bushes, grabbed the fox, wagging its tail happily, and trotted over toLogo. "Ah, another dissection specimen!"Logo squatted down, peeling back the fox's fur with curiosity in his eyes. This was a creature he had not yet dissected. In his study of bloodlines, dissecting different extraordinary creatures was an essential step. Having only recently started,Logo had examined a few dozen species, but the White-Stripe Fox was not among them.

"That's impossible. Baldwin is a level nine supreme paragon. He is more powerful than either of us here. Who can be strong enough to kill him and take over his body?" The nine-tailed fox said, "Ancestora." It was an answer he came out with after thinking for a long time.