Werefox Tails Novels & Stories

Phew! Alex guessed correctly; a tail had really appeared. There was more than one. She had actually grown five fox tails one after another. However, Serene’s tails were different from Frostine’s, both in color and in the fineness of the hairs. There were a lot of inadequacies compared to Frostine’s. These hairs were a little dull, without essence and had lost their fighting spirit. "This is the reason why she lost her fighting power?" However, the next thing Alex saw was an explosion of right.

This odd power up cleared the smoke and I finally got to see the result of my attack. “Holy shit… No way…” Kane was one hundred percent right. Nine tailed foxes can use all elements of the other tribes. “Whoa!! Look at me!! I’m hot stuff now!! Wow this feels good! Whoooo!” As she took the time to shout and praise herself, my mouth was hung open in disbelief. Her purple shiny fur was now a fiery orange and white. Her fur moved and danced like flames as her nine tails swayed on their own, like fire licking the air for oxygen. My attack didn’t even leave a mark, not to mention giving her new powers to use. She continued to admire her new look for a moment or two. She then fixed her determined e

Just like before, compared to the others, Fane had chosen the beast incredibly quickly. He clearly had five minutes to choose, but Fane merely picked one out swiftly. However, this time the spectators were strangely quiet. Not a single one of them voiced any opposing sentiments. The truth was on display for all of them to see. The more they had doubted Fane, the greater the blow had been on them! When it came to this wandering warrior, anything could happen! When the nine-tailed scarlet fox solidified, the spectators were already completely silent. The fox's body was completely red, and its fur was very bright. Compared to how ferocious other beasts looked, the fox looked much tamer.

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.

"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!"

In replace of the giant male, a giant grey wolf took his place. His wolf form was big. Bigger then most wolves thanks to his alpha genes. He was roughly the size of a small car. His head the same height as my head, his shoulders meeting mine. His hair the same colour as his fur. Dark grey. Most shifter's had strange hair. The human form matching their animal fur. Except for foxes, who are completely different. Which described why my brown hair shifted into silver fur. It was a trick foxes had so other shifter's could not easily tell what our animal form was.

They were snarling at me, licking their chomps in my face, when I heard a voice behind me. The women were just like the foxes colors, the cross Fox was a tanned woman with long orange red hair, the black fox was white with black hair, and the red Fox was white with red hair, what freaked me out es that none of them had eyes, they where all skin, and bones. They didn’t move an inch, the sky had changed back to dark, but the white fox in the middle didn’t, it actually glowed, “okay now I know I’m drunk on my birthday, because this all looks a freaky version of an alien abduction,” I start to massage my head because now I think that I imaged the voice that spoke from behind me. It scared me tha

He wants his mate to be a werewolf like him, that’ll understand pack life and pack politics, have all his pups, and play house. Not a stupid fox. Not me. “Well, we foxes are a different caliber than werewolves!” I shot back in frustration. I desperately look away from his body, trying not to be swayed by him. Instead, I breathe in his scent and I feel a bit antsy. “We’re not exclusive.”

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.

So this might be a great topic to change to. “What does your wolf look like? I saw you in fox form last night and half fox now, but I haven’t seen your wolf yet.” She just stares off for a few seconds before answering me, I wonder if she and her wolf are talking. “Kawn is Mongolian wolf with two tails.” It was such a matter-of-fact answer that it kinda threw me off. Wait two tails? “Why does Kawn have two tails?” There is not one single thing about her that’s ordinary.