Tenko Kitsune Novels & Stories

At least that is what I thought. As soon as I think of these creatures a kitsune appears before us. A few of us growl at the intruder. I’ve never seen one before and I stare at it’s beauty. The kitsune is all white besides the markings on it. It’s feet have socks that are a reddish brown color and the tips of it’s nine tails are the same color. In the center of it’s forehead is a a crescent shape and it’s eyes glow yellow. One of the bears goes to attack as the kitsune walks towards me completely unafraid. “Don’t attack it,” I order.

I knew that Asher said that we shouldn’t make eye contact, but this was the first time I had seen tengus and kitsunes, and my curiosity was getting the better of me. "Ma am." A kitsune with large white ears and six tails called out, catching my eye. "Come look at what I have here." "Don’t," Asher warned as Ashton eyed the kitsune. "They’re either organ traders or dark arts dealers." Opening my mouth, I prepared to deny the kitsune's request, but he reached out and grabbed me, pulling me towards him. "Oh, come on now, beautiful." He purred, flashing me his sharp canines. "I only want to show you something."

" Takamatsu said as he forced himself up to give where he was a closer look. On standing up Takamatsu felt a stiffing pain as some memories he was not familiar with gushed into his brain... Name: Takamatsu Henjiro Tribe: Okorua furuhashi Age: 18 Gift: the perceive hearer Potent gift: immune to flame

So naturally, she was curious as to who this person was. "Don't bother yourself with that," the kitsune waved her hand. "How old are you?" "Three hundred and fifty two years," she said sitting down as Ro sat next to her before she asked the kitsune, "You have three tails then?" "Yes. And no, you can't see my tails" Mizuki announced before Ro could ask. With a chuckle, Ro replied, "I know." The kitsune gleamed with acknowledgement. "Are you the only river kitsune?" Ro asked.

the beautiful deity explains and I nod in understanding. “Are you my ancestor?” “I am. You are more directly descended from me than most fox shifters, which is why you are a true Kitsune,” Tsukiyomi explains. “Now go home to your lover, but do not fear calling on your ancestors or your powers when you are in need,” the elegant god says before kissing my forehead and bowing.

As soon as it loosened its grip, I shoved it off me as hard as I could, then scrambled back before it could regain its composure. A hand grasped my arm and for half a second, I fought it with all my power thinking it was another Eater. I allowed the hand to help me up and gave Tom a grateful look as I settled on my shaky legs. I turned back to the Soul Eater and saw that it was starting to stand up again. Before I could do anything to incapacitate it, a gun came into view and the next thing I knew Tom stopped the creature with a shot to the head. I whirled around to him and gave him an angry look that darkened when I caught the look of glee on his face. "We don't kill them!" I shouted at him

They say as they turn to me and I had heard Raff joke they weren’t little, but compared to their petite size their cock is enormous. “How does someone so tiny have such an enormous dick?” I ask in disbelief. “Easy, I’m a kitsune and I’m special,” they giggle, unbuttoning the shirt and throwing it aside as they pull it off with lightning speed they have a shibari harness that leaves their little pierced breasts exposed and their pierced nipples ready to devour.

She wore a white and gold trench coat with a gray cotton shirt and white pants and open toed sandals. A smell similar to a combination of cedar and lavender wafted in Kronos’s nose. This woman must be of the Ryoharu Kitsune Tribe. The Kitsune were known assassins, sneaky, intelligent, and masters at deception. Kronos looked at the other female who looked to be a few winters older than Kronos. She had a narrow face with a cleft chin. She had long silver hair that was braided. She was tall, standing at least six foot nine, and burly for a woman. She wore a scowl that Kronos suspected was usual for her.

"Like I'm a pawn for you to control?! I didn't sign up for this costume party to be an errand boy! I have my own reasons for being here, and I'm no attack mage! You got beefy over there take him instead!!!" He said, pointing at the large framed figure on the throne. " Kanchi Asobi is a Holy Shoutorin artist. He doesn't fight anymore!!!" The figure snapped back at him. The figure walked over to the candelabra and dripped his blood over it once more.

Lily stood up in front of everyone a little timidly, she also stretched her arms out in front of her, recited a spell like Amity, closed her eyes, then opened them again, without any movement. Elias laughed loudly: “Amity, you're giving her a hard time. For an ordinary person like her, there is no power to summon heavenly auras like our wolves." “That's right, Amity. Lily is just an ordinary person.” Venn agreed with his master's words and continued.