Don't cry wolf
This is an old story that I wrote awhile ago, it was actually the first real one. So it's not that up to what I write now, please tell me what you think. (Plus I write in a different format right now, so when I upload different things it will look...
A Summer Day in 1989
"foxy was hungry, wasn't he", tim said teasingly "yep", i replied after he finished eating, we lied down on the couch and cuddled. i loved the feeling of his soft, warm fur.
Chapter One: The Roommate Part One
"silly foxy." "well, maybe he's in there, but i'm not about to barge into my new roommates room and ask if he's in. if he was, he would have come out to meet us."
Star Fox Lost Chapers: Crimson Skies
"ya, how about you foxy? i don't want you to ruin my beautiful face." secretly i pulled the pistols up above my head as he got closer letting down his guard. "now!"
Rowan and Aroura, Chatper 2: A Cute Reunion
Little foxy's a big slut, ain't that right?" the wolf grinned hungrily. "we were just after any possessions that you had before...but now..." he looked at his two companions. "what do you two boys think of the idea of training this fox?"
The Taste of Terror Chapter 2: Long Term Relationship
"little foxie... you just don't get it, do you?" he gave the fox a long, slow lick from chest to chin, shivering with delight. "you are already giving me everything. your body... your mind...your whole life. it belongs to me now."
Furries University Chapter 4: What's this now?
"oh yeah i almost forgot to tell the little foxy" spoke ozwot giggling "it's b3-07 maybe you could stop by sometime, we could study or have fun".
50 Clichés | Chapter 1 FULL
"foxy, i'm... i'm sorry, okay!" jess is hot behind me, missing a maths class for this. "not the time." "when is the time, then? we need to talk about this!" "i don't care." i grumble, tears forming in my eyes. "i don't care." "foxy..."
Night 1
The animatronics, bonnie, chica, freddy and foxy, they aren't all too... nice. past people have done night-shift and reported that they tried to break into their office and _attack them_.
The Old Cosy Beach House
The last thing i could remember from that night was the placing of headphones upon my little foxy ears as i fell asleep to the sound of gorillaz (my favorite band) wrapped in masters arms and a soft, inviting blanket that kept the chills out.
Ander - Chapter 1, Subchapter 11
"it appears i've caught myself a little foxy. how nice." _caught? then, that must mean..._ "i haven't seen one of your kind this side of the cora for years, little fox.
Ander - Chapter 1, Subchapter 5
Your little foxy will be joining you shortly." ander closed his eyes, waiting for what would surely be the final blow, the blow to end all blows, strong enough to crack open his very skull.