Unwithered Foxy Novels & Stories

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.

As Dove predicted, after the two left, a werewolf appeared. His name is Louis. He comes from a noble family whose father is a magician. But during the war between werewolves and fox monsters, his father was convicted by the king. After his father's execution, he carried a deep hatred in his heart. He hopes to avenge his entire family when he has enough power to rule the whole kingdom. Looking at the chaotic scene before him, Louis was sure that the cave had just had a bloody war. His two friends disappeared. Louis sniffed around and could still smell foxes - the youkai he hated the most. He was sure the fox had killed his friends. But he didn't understand. Who had the strength to kill these

Hours of chanting, each of us holding Roxie’s charred hand or foot as Olaf mixed herbs and guided our voiced was exhausting. My head dropped, fighting waves of tiredness after days of running from Foxton. Olaf and Felix had battled too, their red wounds matching Roxie’s battered form.

"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!"

My gaze sharpening slightly as I let my power slip through the facade I build around me. I let him feel, let him taste it. “Fox spirits have different categories, just like how there are normal wolves and ones born with alpha blood in them. Lesser foxes are spirits that never make it past their first few centuries, they chase chaos, feed on scraps of power, and they don’t tend to last long”I say grimly as a soft breath leaves me. “While my kind, we were different.”I say as I take a slow step, but not towards him just shifting, grounding myself in what I am.

Justin felt that the nine-tailed fox had extraordinary strength. Even when Justin looked at the tail alone, it was predictable that the nine-tailed fox's strength had increased from before. Maybe when they meet again, the fox's appearance will look scarier. The letter U sofa facing the television is currently occupied by Justin. Karina might be cooking or preparing something for Justin. Justin didn't ask, but Karina insisted on doing it anyway.

said the golden-maned lion, who clearly still hadn’t had his fill of fun, "That makes you guys best friends, innit?" "Screw yourself," grimaced the tiger. Which idiot had coined that expression, for the love of Heavens! As if I could ever be friends with a bunch of foxy foxes! Streaks of yellow lines rushed down the slopes of the Ridge. They were large foxes more than four to five meters long. Their smooth copper-brown fur resembled silk. These were all high-tiered Beast Lords. "Queen Jiu You," observed one of them when they saw her riding on the white elephant.

POV Wolf I could tell that Ruby was annoyed about me buying the dresses and crashing their shopping trip but I didn't care. I realized after lunch that Foxy wouldn't have the money to buy a dress at the stores that Cassy and Scarlett would shop at and I wasn't about to let her go without or be embarrassed. I wasn't expecting Ruby to understand or realize that Foxy wouldn't be able to afford the dress though. It made me like her more but I also needed her to understand that I take care of my people. Foxy is a member of my gang and my friend, it's my job to take care of her, not Ruby's. I really wasn't planning on buying Ruby's dress or Cassy's but since she pushed the issue, I decided to prov

Life in the south was better than I could have imagined. I was put in charge of the Silver Moon Pack’s most sacred sanctuary, home to rare silver foxes, snow wolves, and the legendary moon-stags. My innate bond with the wild finally had a place to thrive. Whenever I walked through the sanctuary, the animals would approach me on their own. Silver foxes would brush their fluffy tails against my palm. Snow wolf pups would roll around at my feet, begging for attention. The pack members looked at me with open adoration.

The Foxes,Wolves and Mer-witches were staring motionless,transfixed by this horrifying display, feeling their own breaths catch in their throats as they bear witness to a nightmare incarnate. " Is this the end father? " Roe asked, tucking at the Wolf King's sleeve, choking on her own words, gulping slowly. " No, it isn't. Not while I am breathing... " And with that Lin led the march forward.He plunged at them with his sword unsheathed, his Fox Light, circling around his structure.Apparating and disapparating on his way forward as he charged amongst their ranks. The rest of the foxes followed his cue and they too followed behind. The wolves charged head on because waiting and watching was imp