Withered Foxy Novels & Stories

Vincent growled at them, “Back off.” But the largest fox, with black fur and fiery eyes, let out a low growl. Its voice was rough, each word appearing to grind out from between its teeth. “We don’t hunt shadows. We hunt prey that lingers…like a bride who survives but does not truly live.” Camela felt her knees weaken beneath her. “They’re saying I’m not enough.” Vincent caught her quickly, baring his teeth at the foxes. “She’s mine. Whether she’s living or just surviving, she is mine.”

A crow made of shimmering light burst forth, its wings flaring wide as it took to the sky. “Find Harold,” Dale commanded. “Tell him everything!” The crow let out a piercing cry and disappeared into the canopy. We ran until our legs could carry us no further, finally coming to a rocky outcrop that loomed before us like a dead end. Dale cursed under his breath, pulling out yet another card. “These aren’t ordinary foxes,” he said hurriedly, his eyes scanning the area for an escape. “They’re part of a clan that’s been at war with the wolves for centuries.”

The scent of the boar was still powerful and growing more intense as they began to advance further forwards. The Werewolf's legs began to ache from pushing themselves way more than they should be able to yet it paid off to see the Phoenix lagging slightly behind. Just a few more steps, a few more to beat that feathered fuck. The wolf jumps. Kronos takes full control and indents their sharp canines into the boar at the same time the phoenix does. They bared their teeth at it and growled. The phoenix's eyes pierced into the wolf, slowly observing it, head tilted and claws out. It decides to shift into its mortal form.

Hunter youth Zhang Fan recognized the five beasts. The five Ominous Beasts were called Foxy Wolf Beasts. They were a hybrid of ferocious fox and wolf. Their bloodline was not pure, leading to their limited demonic power. They were in large quantities and were slightly stronger than normal wild beasts. Moreover, they usually hunt in groups. Judging from their sizes, they were not fully grown yet. Usually, a beast's level could be distinguished by its Demon Aura.

I heard Bazaar. I then know what the dark smoke was. It was wolfbane the substance they discovered to kill and weaken a wolf. The wolfsbane was now causing me difficulty breathing. My eyes run water and my vision became blurry still I didn't close my eyes. My eyes remained half-opened until I saw the dark dust that surrounded us slowly disappeared. When it did everyone within the wall was lying on the floor still and scared. It was not easy seeing them since my vision was still a bit blurry, but there was one image I could see clearly, and that was a white large werewolf that appears to be a she-wolf lying on the ground with a knife in its heart, covered in bright red blood. Bazaar walked ov

Two foxies immediately jumped on them, each placing themselves on Jai and Darrion’s thighs and making themselves comfortable. “What are these creatures?” Jai asked, patting the foxy that was lying on his thigh. It looked like a mix of a fox and an axolotl. It has the body of a chubby baby fox, and three pairs of protruding furs that are different in color on each side of their faces. The body fur is pure white while the three pairs of furs are green in color. “They’re very cute.” The dragon smiled and took the other foxy into her arms. “These are Grenyas. They’re the predictors of weathers. If there’s a storm coming, I will not open the portal for them to play outside…”

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.

When he heard that the yin and yang face fox demon was still groaning, his arm swayed, raising the other party's head up, raising it upside down in his hand. Lord Roc could not help but gasp when he saw the wound on the fox demon's ankle. In such a short time, the horrible decay had spread to the Yin and Yang fox demon's knees. His calves, tendons, and bones were turning into black pieces of orchid flesh, falling off his body. The black color was still spreading like ink. According to this trend, the Yin and Yang fox demon would turn into a puddle of mud in a short time. Lord Roc was secretly rejoicing in his heart. Fortunately, he had grabbed the other leg of the Yin and Yang fox demon.

"I just remembered reading a book about high-ranking werewolves that are turning berserk during their alpha form, allowing them to have poisonous claws. And it's not just a simple poison, it must be a deadly one!" "Then we need to find a cure before it's too late!" "I have no idea what kind of remedy is okay with this!" Arya spoke with such a soft voice that Charlotte and Odin had to place their heads next to her mouth to hear what she was saying. "There is an animal called the six-tailed fox that is impervious to all sorts of poison and can only be found on this Island. Although you have to take some precautions, that fox might be small but it's terrible. It can produce deadly poison as wel