Wolfoo Fox Novels & Stories

She stood out like a sore thumb. "So, you were attacked in the woods by an outcast? Lucky you." Roxy flipped her hair behind her shoulder. It seemed like she was the leader of this group. "Lucky?" Clara was confused. "Being a wolf is an honor." Roxy showed no hint of sarcasm. "The moon goddess must have shined down on you. Welcome to the pack." The other three girls repeated the sentiment. Clara found herself relaxing a little. They wore the look of mean girls, but didn't seem to fit that persona. Roxy stared at Clara, making her feel the need to speak.

She stood still, trying to resist the force but it overwhelmed her and forced her to the ground. "Arrrhh!" She roared as she changed into a Witch-Wolf, as huge as a bear. She jumped around with force, sniffing around her. Some men were sitting at a corner, drinking from some bottles on the floor. They were speaking gibberish as they nodded their head from left to right in rhythm to music playing from a Small stereo. "What is that thing by the corner of the road?" One of them asked with squinting eyes, pointing at a creature by the road.

She asked and we nodded. After she left, Caius heaved out loudly. "We should bathe and go see her." Owen nodded in agreement so we all agreed to meet up again in thirty minutes. As much as Luna Allison can comfort our wolf, Sophia's presence would be more beneficial for us. Our wolf recognizes Luna Allison but it is more loyal and submissive to Sophia. Alexios should be on his way already, he had said he is going to rush up and take a bath, so we would be joining the two.

I didn't want Caesar to see me as weak, and I was prepared to demonstrate that in every possible way if it meant he would fully accept me. Assuming a stance, I let out a low growl from deep within my belly, and almost immediately, the beautiful form of Fox emerged. Fox was overjoyed to emerge and run alongside Zion, Caesar's wolf. I decided to let her join in on the fun tonight as well. Caesar turned around, his gaze widening at the sight of my wolf standing before him. Fox was a white wolf, a rarity reserved for those of royal blood in the Lycan kingdom. We stared at him, witnessing the amazement on his face. It took him a moment to gather himself and approach Fox slowly, mirroring her caut

Having gathered her thoughts, Anika decided that it was time to take action and interrogate him to find out what was happening. - So, now tell me, what or who are you? - the girl demanded, holding the mop at the ready like a spear. - Why did you become attached to me? And why the hell do you become a human in my house, but a dog outside the door? The guy glanced sideways at her, chewing and swallowing his food. Anika, feeling his gaze on her, clutched the mop tighter. “Well, first of all, I’m not a dog, but a wolf,” the guy beamed with a smile, “if you’re so bad at understanding.”

The pressure was no joke but the elegance was on point. The one in the middle was the true terror. Just as Scarlette once told me, it was a three-eyed sun fox. It should have been called the golden fox because its fur was literally gold. I'm not talking about golden yellow or gold colour, I'm talking about real gold. The eye on its forehead was closed and the two opened were bright ultraviolet. It only had three tails but they were huge and fluffy, and it was the size of a six-storey building with a few inches.

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.

I pop open my eyes and look at the edge of the woods. I see a wolf standing about twenty feet from me and it feels like it is looking at me. This one is different from the one I saw yesterday. This one has milk chocolate fur. I stand up but instead of backing up slowly and going into the house like a smart person would do I talk to it. “ Hey there, handsome. You startled me. Where did you come from?” He tilts his head and has his tongue hanging out and his ears pinned back. He looks goofy and I can’t help but giggle.

A flash of silver out of the corner of his eye drew his eyes up to see a slight shimmer in the air before they all disappeared into it, a sword sticking out of his Luna after she jumped in front of an advancing warrior from the crowd. The wolf that impaled the Luna looked just like him! What wolf possesses that skill? The ability to glamor takes a very rare wolf with a specific set of skills. I know only one wolf that has resources like those, Jo, Sir Alpha of the Rogues. That's strike 1... Rex’s uman was frozen in terror, but his wolf acted instinctively, phasing and lunging himself at the upper tier, a black aura radiating from him. "Alpha, stop!" Makai warned. He followed his Alpha's lead

I repeated these movements, leaving traces of yellow paint on the fur. She stepped back to appreciate her work. The yellow color suited him, but did not make him look intimidating. Noticing the skepticism on my face, the wolf bristled and growled menacingly. I recoiled in surprise. The yellow stripes stretched out to lengthen its mouth, and the yellow fur on the top of its head stood up. Now his image was intimidating. Pleased with my reaction, he lifted his head proudly. "Poser," I muttered with a smile. But what was said in a whisper in the family of werewolves spread throughout the forest. The women laughed, even the wolves made a sound that looked like laughter or a roar. Luke approached