Wolf O'donnell Star Fox Novels & Stories

The hound he’d been assigned was waiting on the other side of the log, watching to see if it should do something more to try to corner the animal they’d been pursuing for going on two hours, but once he was trapped, Frick was intelligent enough to realize he’d been bested, particularly when Landon carefully reached beneath the fallen log and scooped the animal into his arms. Just like a timid puppy, the fox curled himself up a bit into the crook of Landon’s bicep. “Well, now’s not the time to show your cowardice,” he teased, stroking the animal lovingly on the top of his head. “You’ve done a fine job of outrunning all of us, little Frick.”

He raises his hand as if stopping me, “Yes…I mean no, I can't see you as mu step sister, not because of the bond or because of the marriage between our parents or whatever. And don't ask me why. Just know I'm Alpha Donovan's son.” “Whatever." He steps closer. I step back. My spine hits the wall. Crap. “You done?” Felix asks, and he’s close enough now that I can smell him. There’s leather and something woodsy and under it all, that smell that makes my wolf whimper like a frantic puppy. “I haven’t even started,” I lie. His eyes flash gold. Full gold. His wolf, right there hidden just beneath the surface, and mine — my stupid, weak, never-come-out-for-me-before omega wolf — stirs for the first

It's so unnecessary, but whatever, I'll oblige his ego this once. "Looks like we didn't chase you off fully." The wolf is all jokes, huh? He chuckles like it's one, but we all know he isn't joking at all. I shrug. "I'm like a cat. I got nine lives." "Aren't you a fox though?" Misty asks. Yes, Capt. Obvious, I'm indeed a fox. My sarcastic remark is on the tip of my tongue when Maverick pierces me with a warning look. I swallow down those words regrettably. I take a deep breath like Maverick did and then I release it.

My paws pounded against the hard concrete as I didn’t think I just jumped. One of the wolves had something small in it’s mouth, something like a pelt, no… a black fox? It was limp as he tossed it to the side and gave me a snarl. I returned by clamping my mouth over his biting with a force that ripped is nose from is face. The taste of blood, bone, saliva, all fueling me to release and clamp down on his neck tearing a chunk out and allowing him to collapse. Where is Freya? I growled to Oliver who was in the process of tearing off the leg of one wolf who thought he could be pinned.

I rejoiced from within, getting my confidence back. “She is nothing like the late Luna! All her tales are nothing but false stories to deceive you. Is it because she has a pet dog as her wolf? Fine! I’ll prove to you that she’s a fake!” In desperation, Fiona pulled the sword of a guard and charged at Cadell! “Fiona, what are you doing?!” I yelled, attempting to stop her! But the moment she swooshed her blade at him, the pet Wolf swiftly shifted into a mighty beast of darkness, and broke the sword with his teeth!

Shooing him off. "Rixa, you're not Alpha, but you are going to become my student after this trial by fire! I need someone capable of carrying my work on. Please take on Shunee as an apprentice as well. This Old Wolf has had no children to pass the knowledge I have onto, but you two are perfect. Pass that message along to Shunee after this is all over?" Doc-O smiled and got to work. "How are they even supposed to find one of the wolves let alone 3 that are willing to help us." Rixa said

Having a wolf made sex so much damn better. I hardly used my bike now, but I fucking missed it. I remembered when Osiris, Riker and I raced together. “Ah, I wish I was fucking there for that! That sounds awesome. I wonder if I’m faster than a bike.” Fox said. “We will have to find out, we’re just waiting for Ariel.” I told him. “You know I can fucking read your mind dude. You’re still scared shitless so don’t even pretend.” Fox mocked me. Even with all my tattoo’s, I wasn’t really a fan of pain. You know those meme’s about man-flu. Yes, that’s fucking me. I am a whiny little baby when I’m hurt or sick.

Porter said. “How? We have no idea where he did go.” “If you are a fox, where do you think you’re going?” “A fox? I thought Clark was a werewolf?” “He is, but the beast inside him was a fox. And it’s a terrifying fox.” “How do you know it’s a fox?” “Have you seen a wolf with four tails?” Kevin and Porter exchanged glances in disbelief. “Okay, if I were I fox, where should I be…umm, in the forest?” Kevin replied.

Without hesitation, Blaze leaps into the fray, his fur bristling with fury as he launches himself at the nearest rogue, teeth flashing in a display of primal dominance. Alexa and Dexter, their own wolf form a blur of motion and grace, and join Blaze in the fight, their movements fluid and coordinating as they engage the rogues with a fierce determination. Alexa's sleek black fur glistens in the moonlight as she dances around her opponents, her agility a testament to her skill in combat. Dexter, a massive gray wolf with eyes as sharp as flint, moved with calculated precision, his strength a formidable force to be reckoned with.

A loud scream erupted from the storm. Immediately after, the red fox flew out of the fray, landing like a fallen maple leaf. The gray wolf slowly emerged from the dust. The calico cat stared, stunned, until she saw the long bleeding scar on the wolf’s face and realized what had happened. The fox tried to rise several times to continue the fight, but failed. Soon, it turned into a red light, returning to the boy’s body. Gaining the fox’s strength, the boy’s complexion improved, and he began to show signs of life.