Werefox Tails 소설 & 이야기

Thick red clouds of dust filled the air as nearly 500 bikes rode out of the gates to the Orc Fortress. Half were heading west and the other half heading north. Gin lead the north company while Fredrick lead the west. Boman was serving as Fredrick's deputy and Niko was gin's. Their first victim would be a tribe of Red foxes. These were a unique energy beast that had tails made of fire, they would use their flame tails as weapons to cast spells. Xasha wanted babies from this tribe so he could raise and study them himself. He wanted to get inspiration from how they used their tails to make better mana weapons.

The wolf was on the verge of fainting because the sight of the amorphous white tail revolted him. Black walked over and buried his face in the fake white fur wolf tail. Then he took a deep breath before grabbing the object to pull it off when he realized it wasn't Mitexi. The white she-wolf was hilarious and rolled onto her back at her Alpha's reaction. Bianca let out a cry of surprise and held her tail firmly in both hands. "Oh, putain! What are you doing?" she asked in a panic. "I'm going to destroy that vile thing that makes Maska think something bad has happened to Mitexi," Magnus said curtly as he reached for the tail again.

I ask, raising my eyebrow at him, but he only blinks and shakes his head again. “No, Lily, that woman is an actual fox, not a werewolf. Can’t you see her tails? There must be a reason there’s a bind on her tongue, and it cannot be a good thing, especially if her father had it done to her.” I look at Fenriz and his wife again, but this time, my eyes switch to silver and my heart races when I see what Konstantin means. Umiko had seven tails, and the spirit surrounding her seems to have its claws embedded deep in Fenriz’s lower back.

She was shouting at the top of her lungs and waving her hand exaggeratedly. "Ruuuunn!!!!! Ruuuunnn!!!!! Don't stand there!!!!!! There's a beast! Get out of the way!" Before Audrey's warning could even register to their brains, they saw the beast chasing behind Andrew and they now realized what could have made their friend run like a lunatic. "It's a beast!!!!!! The beast looked like a combination of a raging wolf and a rabid hound. It has three tails behind its massive body. It is a Three-tailed Wolfhound!!!

He knew I was indisposed, that I was as good as a prey and he was going to take his time in eliminating me. In a flash, the brown wolf is attacked by this huge black wolf from behind. In focusing on me as prey, he forgets to be spatially aware of his environment. The brown wolf yelps in surprise as the black wolf snaps at its tail and grabs hold of it tightly. The tails are a werewolf’s weakest spot, they are tingly and probably have more sensory neurons than required. Any sensation in our tails has the power to send us into an overdrive. The brown wolf rolls over and writhes around on the ground to make the black wolf let go of its tail.

“Where’d you learn that?” “High school,” Jake said, slamming it into gear. “Long story.” Tyres shrieked on torn asphalt. The W.R.X. launched. Wolves pounded after them, then one by one peeled off, howls echoing under concrete. At the head of the pack, a scarred she-wolf—taller, broader—snarled, snapping at a male that edged too close. They didn’t follow. They watched. They always watched. Jake tore a glance in the mirror. Nothing but yellow eyes and patient rage.

His own power alone should be enough to catch Seekstorm. He didn't know how much time had passed. When Felix, sitting cross-legged, started to feel a bit bored, he suddenly noticed a little creature standing five yards away. Even he hadn't sensed it coming. "Is that Seekstorm?" It had snow-white fur and was only about the size of a palm. On top of that, its head resembled that of a tiger, sporting raccoon-like markings around its eyes. The most unique thing about it was the three long tails, which were constantly swishing.

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.