Outfoxed
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Loona and the Stolen Sense-Feather - Chapter 3
"i am reynard the fox, master thief and trickster extraordinaire." he continues the conversation anyways, knowing full well that he has the upper hand. the echoing voice continues, "rumors do have a tendency of spreading far and wide.
Kinktober Day 8: Breeding / Body Mod / Sensory Deprivation
The small college party was in full swing, occupying a decently-sized apartment belonging to another of argent (the birthday stag) and reynard's (the fox best friend) friends.
Down on the Farm
One evening, as the sun went down, two beasts from the deep dark wood, reynard the fox and isengrim the wolf, were looking down at the farm from the wood's edge. they were both morphic.
Safe Harbor (1/3)
reynard..." the fox replied, though it was hard to get the words out since it appeared he no longer needed to breathe while the rubber covered his chest. "what's... happening..."
Safe Harbor (2/3)
"reynard," the fox replied back almost instinctively as his hand continued to stroke his stomach. "um... what exactly am i in for with this whole germination thing?"
Beatus Vir
Through the years of strangled, vicious screams, the semen and blood and tears and vomit, the rapes, the murders, the cannibalism, he â€"reynard the fox, artist and god- would lay that white beast down and cut him, scrape his flesh until poetry flowed free
Big, Bad, and Oh-So Wolfie, Chapter 2
And kneeling in front of the teenaged ursine, his slender, expert muzzle slurping and suckling greedily on the youthful length of bear meat, was reynard the fox, big bushy tail wagging, as naked as the day he was born.