Romans & histoires Withered Foxy

The Wolves reside in a dense, ancient forest that lies on the outskirts of Greiner, far from the prying eyes of the Fairies. Here, they have lived in seclusion for the past years. They had numerous tents filled with male werewolves as the fairies were able to get rid of all female wolves and they can't mate with a fairy because the power of the fairy can't allow a wolf grow. And all fairies had power. However they've been surving hiding from the fairies in the woods but they refused to grow weak. Their Alpha, Conri was ruthless and dauntless, but he cared alot for his pack. He was just a little child when the fairies took his mother away and has strived to keep the pack together.

Samuel instead of telling resorted to showing as he opened a big, old book with a lot of hand-painted images of all the different kinds of wolfs. "Your friend already has a wolf. That is what brought her back to life. The life force of a blessed wolf."

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

My mate is a little psycho. “You don’t smell like them, you smell better,” I admitted, making her eyebrows pull a little. Before she could question me on the area I was avoiding with maximum effort, I answered her earlier question. “The teeth grow in after a wolf’s first shift, along with talons. Shifting usually happens at fifteen or sixteen.”

Ivy obediently accepted the bowl and drank it all in one go. Seeing how her face crunched up due to the drink's bitterness, Mary immediately handed her a piece of candy. "That's a good girl. Two more rounds and we're all done. By then, your leg will be healed, and you can once again stand on stage." Heartache gleamed in Mary's eyes. She patted Ivy's head lovingly. Ivy looked at her legs. She had indeed successfully escaped from the fire, but she did not expect to see barrels of gasoline in the abandoned warehouse.

… At the same time, in Yewton, inside a pottery studio called The Cozy Kiln, Elena was shaping a lump of clay between her palms. Beside her, Calliope leaned across the worktable, her small face streaked with gray smudges. "Elena, look at my bunny!" she said proudly, lifting a crooked little lump with both hands. Elena leaned closer, studying it seriously before dabbing a small bit of clay on the tip of Calliope's nose. "That's definitely a bunny, but shouldn't a bunny have a round nose?" Calliope burst into laughter and grabbed a handful of clay to swipe back at her.

Woody was being cautious. If something did happen, it could turn into an unsalvageable situation. After all, Alexia wasn't human! Although Woody had excellent medical skills among other talents, he was still helpless against a member of the tribe of celestial foxes. "Don't worry. Even the elixir of other spiritual beasts is no big deal for me, so much less could be said of the elixir of my own fox tribe," Alexia said and patted her chest. When she patted her chest, her breasts moved without her realizing it, and Woody quietly turned his head away.

I'm the only loser of the Silvermoon Clan. My brother left the Eternal Peaks after he shapeshifted at 100 years old, and was appointed the prestigious Lord Protector of Zohm. My sister is a warrior who single-handedly unified all manner of fae in the hills. As for me, I never shedded despite being over two hundred, even resembling a fox in appearance. Clenching his jaw hard, Father gave up and gave me a quiet piece of land, so I could goof off and eventually die. Having none of my siblings' talent, I'd be moonbathing, chasing hares and living carefreely when the royal hunting party came. Zohm's only princess saw me immediately and brandished her whip excitedly. "That fox's fur is all w

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.

The doctor checks on Canagan as she continues. "Foxfire are their transformation. The first of their kind were kind and lived off the land in these very forests. They helped free a Phoenix from a cruel water trap." The doctor winces at the thought and focuses of administering anti biotics into the drip. "The Phoenix gave The Vampires the ability to become a cunning and quick fox. They are a very close rival in this form. Equal in size and speed they are regenerative like The Phoenix and manipulate fire as well. " Why would they attack us now? I don't even know they exist, I thought the Vampires and Werewolves being at war was a feud settled long ago. How is he?" Rudina asked the doctor when