The Fox And The Crow
What does the fox say?" she said with a sly smile. fox glared at her. "don't ever ever say that. ever. that song is annoying. foxes don't make any of those weird noises." crow looked at him weird. "what song are you talking about?" fox shook his head.
Fox's Lement
I stare down into the endless darkness below me. It would be so easy, just a half-step, a short drop and then...Nothing. All the pain gone. The darkness would shroud me and I would fade from existance. There's no one waiting for me if I don't make it...
Foxes on a Plane
The fox shook his head in disgust. "what the hell?" brian whispered to himself, pushing the next button. "didn't even know i had that song on here..."
Cobalt Fox
Unlike other foxes his fur coloer was not normal he was indeed a cobalt coloerd fox, so anywhere a normal fox had orage or red he had a light cobalt coloerd and where there is normaly black he has white.
the wet fox
Dean was walking home from college, he is a fox about 20-23 he was about 5'11 or there abouse he had just finshed a three year course on hair dressing of tails.
Prologe of the Fox
Prologe The forest is laced intimately within a thick web of shadows. Sparce and scattered pieces of sun light pierce through the the dense wall branches and leaves present in the thick canopy above, giving the rays of light the likeness of...
The Runway Fox
Being a fox meant that she had great night vision, so she was able to go under the short branches, and over the fallen tree's that she came by with little difficulty.
Who-Fox?
Before i met a he-fox, who said his name was "ki-fox", or something resembling of that, sadly, he did wear no hat.
The fox and the pixie
Original fairy tale submitted to the wtfur 2013 con book once upon a time there was a young fox.
The Foxes view
A soft whimper fell from her lips as the small fox looked over her shoulder, a small tear slipping from her eye. her home was destroyed. everything she owned, everything she cared about was gone.
My Fox
Truth be told my fox is no fox at all. his paws run with the beat of a fox's pawsteps, while his hands are pale and hold me when i fall. the fox tail waves in pleasure when i return, when emeralds glow from un-foxlike eyes.
The Cuddling Fox
But a vixen with such beauty as herself, i didn't mind seeing her go through my stuff.