The double life of Tails Prower III
As soon as his vision cleared, an adult, orange fox was sitting up and glancing back at him. the orange fox would look at the red one before smiling, "hello old friend." then focusing back on azure, "hello father. it is good to see you again."
The Island - Chapter 5
The orange vulpine shouted, stomping over toward toby and towering over him. his anger hadn't subsided in the slightest, and the arctic fox was now a weaker target to take it out on.
Star Fox: Ascension #12 TRINITY
Krystal's thoughts turned back to the orange vixen, and how... she'd been shared, and her heart was racing.
The Biggest Birthday Gift
The orange fox had the fur on his back standing on its end, already fearing the worst.
Baxley 5
He was only an inch shorter than the orange fox. "always wait for the right moment and never give away your position until you have a clear shot on the target", said his brother.
Chapter Twenty-Three (Wendell)
As i'm crying more, the nurse (orange vixen; not getting into more details) came in. "wendell, i think there's someone who'd like to speak to you." she says with a smile on her face and a flick of her tail.
Chapter 4
Which could be told by the way his helmet tilted to the side a little upon spotting the orange vulpine. "you're here already?" varrus asked quizzically. "yeah i didn't bring much to my room" he replied.
Young Love - Chapter 17
While the group played their game, a slim, light orange fox was following his eyes on the husky. he was sitting at a lunch table, resting his head on his paw. the active canine looked so . . . heck, he didn't know how to describe it.
The Chronicles of Sethros: Chapter 2
The orange fox carried a short sword that from the looks of it had seen better days while the ursine carried a two handed mace.
The Chronicles of Sethros: Chapter 2
The orange fox carried a short sword that from the looks of it had seen better days while the ursine carried a two handed mace.
The loner
Said brian, the short orange fox, about twenty-two years of age. "how do you know what he's crying about? maybe someone he knew died or something." said jack, the large burly siberian tiger, easily three heads taller than harold at the least.
Missing In Action - Chapter 1 : Shooting Hoops
The first fr troop, was a typical orange fox, at 5' 9", and average build, he could easily have been mistaken for any other ordinary soldier at the base. the master gunnery sergeant stripes on his shoulder stated otherwise however.