My little fox- The Heir

scouted right after the direction of those footprints. Luck was on her side that her scent and trace got wiped by the heavy shower, or else it would be impossible to escape those hunting hounds. A

e was wearing,and the other on her hea

topple over the stream in each other's arms. Lost in the dreamy hazy eyes that sometimes changed colour. Sometimes to purple, sometimes azure, often olive, at time ochre and more. She knew the love of her life was no ordinary man. He was an immortal, from the wolf clan, or so she thought. He kissed her head

to wake up from it. But things started changing soon after their marriage. She hardly got to see him untill one day he vanished with no trace.

he familiar scent wiped it away and pulled her up close. She was so relieved, shocked, confused and an

hin it. For few seconds the pursuers went blind with the brilliance. By the time they uncove

ight technique of the fox clan? " O

t the incident" The lead horseman commanded as another galloped th

eem useful. Keep your minds and eyes alert. Anything could be an

d to reign loose. The peace between the West and the East, if broken, will to

the ranks as they got bu