Withered Foxy Novels & Stories

After hesitating for a moment, the Celestial Fox cautiously approached. Ambrose stood still, allowing the Celestial Fox to inch closer. The Celestial Fox was drawing nearer and nearer, and they would soon be able to capture it. But as it approached, the fox's nose twitched as it detected Ambrose's masculine scent. Its back arched, and its fur bristled with alarm. In a split second, Ambrose lunged forward, attempting to catch the fox. The Celestial Fox was lightning-fast. Sensing something was wrong, it swiftly changed direction and fled.

Moans of agony escaped their cracked lips as they dragged their decaying limbs along, leaving trails of muck and decay in their wake. Their eyes which were long consumed by maggots now burnt with fire, refueled with a zeal to take over what was long taken away from them, the realm of the living, the unfulfilled desires that still kept them in the netherworld. The living gazed upon this nightmare, frozen in a horrified trance, as the noxious swarm inched closer, their withering forms ,doing a grotesque dance of death and decay. 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 t

If she could reach it… She sprinted. The fox laughed, low, delighted, and the mist surged with it. Shapes darted within the fog, shadows flitting just beyond vision. Then, two more voices joined the first. “Do not leave her the heart, sister.” “Share her. Tear her.” The mist condensed and two new foxes emerged, smaller but no less deadly, their tails flickering in spectral blue and white. Three pairs of eyes burned through the darkness now. Three sets of claws scraping against bone-dry roots.

"We swear on our lives!" The little foxes crossed their chest. For the foxes, crossing their hearts is a sign of honesty and if they lie, they will literally die. The lost boy somehow know of it and so does Kitto. Once they have the magic phrase, they left the three foxes and took the direction where the field should be. Since it is nearby, they just needed to walk for a couple of minutes. Dandelions sure were everywhere that made it hard for them to spot the rocks on the ground.

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.

The Vampire's soul dissipated slowly from him and vanished into thin air. The second man was about to faint on the spot as he has never witnessed something like this before. He saw his colleague's soul come out of his body and vanished into thin air. The leader of the group who was injured and scared out of his witts and crawled towards the second man. Kyle chuckled and stepped on the right foot of the leader that was crawling. The second Vamp heard the bones of the leader's feet and ankle crush. The man released a loud groan and started begging for mercy. "Sir, we are very sorry. Please...ohh..please let us go" The leader wailed. "Oh you can talk now. Well, it's too late!" Kyle said as he

He framed a little party with a couple of different companions and chose to go to the Sunset Mountains to chase a few low-positioned otherworldly monsters. The Sunset Mountains was the home of an interesting otherworldly monster called the Gold-horned Flamefox. Its fur could change as indicated by the seasons: the colder the temperature, the redder its fur would turn, making the interest for its fur exceptionally high on the lookout. What's more, the brilliant horn of the fox additionally transmitted an aroma which repulsed bugs. It was additionally supposed that once the horn was ground to clean, it could work on the perseverance and execution of the 'male organ'. This caused the Gold-horne

"They live among us Walk-in our dreams And see right through Our deepest desires They hear our thoughts. And prey on our fears Their soft voices Echo in our minds with promises of forever Darkness falls They heed the call of thirst The night belongs to them Eyes burn red with hunger It's our blood they crave and it's our bloodline They wish to enslave When the birth of a new day Peaks over the horizon And our shadows rise to meet them They retreat to their sanctums And seek solace in dark places In the sun, we find comfort In the light, they disappear They are The Forsaken..." Cadence said the words out loud over and over, trying to make sense of them. After a while, though, she stopped tryi

"What is this energy, it's making me fucking weak. Who is he? Is he a fox too?" "Fox? Fox doesn't live here. Is this girl crazy?" Hiro asked. Mune and I looked at each other, both confused. "What did you do to her?" Mune asked. "What? I didn't do anything," Hiro responded. "Stop it, Mune. He has nothing to do with this," I said. Hiro suddenly clung to me. Jennie's fox bead glows from the inside and begins to growl. She's getting so weak. "Shit."