The Dancer
The fox woman smiled at him. “i’m naqaa.” naqaa said with a large smile on her muzzle as she gave him a wink and blew him a kiss. bjornulf felt his heart nearly skip a beat and naqaa laughed at this.
Chapter 2: Didn't See That Coming
The fox girl replied, trying to keep up with her teacher who seemed to be walking rather quickly.
Help Wanted 2
The fox woman sits atop her feline lover, hands atop his chest as she gazes down at him and gasps as though she were fulfilled.
Untamable
I still thought about the fox girl all night and all day, no matter where i was or what i was doing i felt in a strange way that she was there with me.
Knowing Your World Better (Naga TF)
He looked and saw a white fox girl. "em, you startled me," crola said. em smiled, "that's what you get for staring in the water for hours. what are you thinking about, anyway?" "i'm thinking about how to know the world better."
Sutopia, Ch 3
The fox woman rolled her eyes. "they had birth control methods in the 22nd century... do you really think that they haven't improved since then?"
Shade's Awkward Walk
The fox woman whispers at him, her smile making shade's cheeks blush slightly. 'oh please tell me my hood is still on... they are both so beautiful... i would hate to scare them away...'
Alice Dippleblack in On The Run Ch1
Looking up, the fox girl spots multiple geysers of dirt and dust fling several of the long eared, hopping beasts a few feet into the air.
Riding the Rail
To his slight dismay a fox woman and a young fox girl stepped through the entry. seeing sam and his companion, the vulpine woman smiled and said, "hello there. sorry to come in, but it looks like we're sharing!"
Kitsune Captured
There was no bigger contrast between them than what the kitsune and the gnolls could present, though they had more in mind for the fox-girl than even she could have dreamed of.
To Dream of Darkness III - CH 53
She changed her appearance to that of a nondescript street urchin, a fox girl perhaps eight years old and dressed in ragged clothes, then teleported herself to the entry stairs of the building where sir jeremy's mistress lived.
Rain over the leaves
The wolf, however, was sleeping over the thin futon bed, layed over it, like if he was a mattress under the vixen girl.