Chapter 47 Fox Cunt
His other arm was around the vixen's slender midriff. she smelled like the milk she had stolen, and the sweet scent of her straight flowing mane filled his nostrils.
The Family Vulpes Chp3
The vixen's emotional core wound tight with a mixture of rage and sorrow.
A Bad Vixen's Tricks
vixens. we all love them, or maybe we all have met one that has used us. either way, they are irresistible.
Prologue
Another tranquilizer cut hard through a bush just near the vixen's eye. she ducked around a tree, pulling the branch back far. the foxhounds kept coming.
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Along with a set of twin custom blasters given to her by the star martial they served as the vixen's good luck piece, something she would never even think about going into battle without.
Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 10
The vixen's eyes fluttered, then flew open all at once. the first thing she saw must have been her son, looking down at her, because her face took on a look of pure relief, the nightmare finally left behind.
Cinnamon 11: Lost and Found
The cat frowned deeply, also moving a little closer, and reaching out a hand to lightly touch the vixen's knee. "you're not alone any more."
Differntials: Part 15 - Playful Shenanigans
The fox pulled his head back, removing the cleaning implement from the vixen's hands before pouncing on her.
Part 1: Talking Smack
"that's not hurting you," the drunk replied, and then sneered as he brought his right arm down and around, smashing the beer can-holding fist into the side of the vixen's snout.
Claire's Little Niece (Part 2 of 4)
"vixens who wear diapers sit in highchairs." she said as she grabbed a pink bib from nearby. andlat stared at it before she tied it around his neck. "and vixens in highchairs wear bibs."
Differentials: Part 8 - Rewards (Clean Version)
The fox was quite surprised at the vixen's action, still not used to the vixen's extrovert attitude.
Prologue: Lost
Her father chuckled at the young vixen's enthusiasm. "your mother was just like that at your age." randorn turned to his mate with a knowing grin. "my little spitfire..." vera batted her tale at him playfully.