Post by Crimson on Jun 27, 2006 21:14:47 GMT
+ Name: Crimson
+ Gender: Vixen
+ Species: Fox
+ Breed: Red Fox
+ Age: Three Winters
+ Family: Whisper(Mother) Sapphire (Father)
Tikona(Sister), River(Brother) Amber(Sister)
+ History: Crimson's family were from a pure Red Fox bloodline. Crimson was born into a family that moved around most of the time, so she did not get to settle down and makes friends often, however, she loved her family deeply and could often be found playing with her brother and sisters in the woods, the sunshine above the canopy, giving them enough light to play a good game of hide and seek.
As Crimson got older however, she would often go to secluded places of the woods to seek solitude and tranquility. She did not know what had come over her but she suddenly discovered that she did not really like to play with her siblings anymore, and resented their immaturity. When they asked her to play she would respond with a mocking answer full of cold wit. The only good thing that came of her solitude was that she found out more and more about the world and hence become more and more intelligent.
Her parents however started to worry; they thought that if she was constantly in solitude she might give up on her family. The years went passed and the further and further Crimson traveled to escape her family for hours or even days at a time. They always knew she would come back so they did not worry too much.
One winter the weather was bitterly cold but Crimson still decided to wander of unaccompanied, she went to seek solitude in some sheltered caves. After around a day in the caves a huge blizzard struck the land but of course Crimson was safe, but her family was not. She went back to them as soon as the horrific storm had passed to find their frozen corpses only inches beneath the snow. She looked upon them and felt a sudden wrench of loss upon her soul, now divided into pieces. This must have been her punishment for leaving her family; she felt such a sense of betrayal and grief that she just ran and ran, not looking where she was going or where she ended, up tears falling behind her. Behind her she left the remains of her beloved family, her heart and her soul. She was now three summers of age and her new life is about to unfold.
+ Appearance:Crimson is a pure Red Fox, and has a perfect glossy red coat, ebony tinted legs and ears, with a fluffy white chest. Her orbs are of a deep amber hue and they give the most piercing of stares, but lying behind them is a sensitive, broken fox who does not know what do with her life anymore.
Her bodice is petite and may look weak but it gives her advantages of agility and speed, along with stealth and the ability to hide easier. Her tail is long and bushy and the white tip contrasts well against her crimson pelt. She often finds her appearance useful in hiding from other foxes, as she is small and agile but however her particularly bright pelt often finds itself hard to camouflage which proves rather annoying at times, especially when she gets spotted by her prey.
+ Personality: Crimson is a cold and distant fox, as she has mainly been since her puphood. She hates to be in company of many foxes at a time and hence if she seeks company it will only be with one or two foxes at a time. She is often uncaring about the things that go on around her and rarely caring of others. However, once you get to know her she can open up and can be quite a pleasant fox to be around.
Crimson rarely shows enthusiasm over anything and is hardly ever swayed by any positive emotion. She often indulges in her memories for hours at a time, depressing herself by doing so. She regrets most of her actions as a younger fox, she thinks that she should have spent more time with her family while they were still there. All the times she missed. She hates wondering what could have happened if she had been there with them, and she is forever thinking this, the thoughts never escapes her minds but she really wishes it to. Some foxes may say that her mind is plagued and that what happened in the past is something that she simply cannot escape.
When she comes across dog foxes she takes out her anger and guilt upon them, because she is a vixen she finds them rather easy to seduce with her glossy red fur and deep amber orbs, she then manipulates them to her every word, then, when their hopes are up she leaves them to never see them again. But one day love may cross her path and the will have to leave her days of trickery and male manipulation behind.
+ Gender: Vixen
+ Species: Fox
+ Breed: Red Fox
+ Age: Three Winters
+ Family: Whisper(Mother) Sapphire (Father)
Tikona(Sister), River(Brother) Amber(Sister)
+ History: Crimson's family were from a pure Red Fox bloodline. Crimson was born into a family that moved around most of the time, so she did not get to settle down and makes friends often, however, she loved her family deeply and could often be found playing with her brother and sisters in the woods, the sunshine above the canopy, giving them enough light to play a good game of hide and seek.
As Crimson got older however, she would often go to secluded places of the woods to seek solitude and tranquility. She did not know what had come over her but she suddenly discovered that she did not really like to play with her siblings anymore, and resented their immaturity. When they asked her to play she would respond with a mocking answer full of cold wit. The only good thing that came of her solitude was that she found out more and more about the world and hence become more and more intelligent.
Her parents however started to worry; they thought that if she was constantly in solitude she might give up on her family. The years went passed and the further and further Crimson traveled to escape her family for hours or even days at a time. They always knew she would come back so they did not worry too much.
One winter the weather was bitterly cold but Crimson still decided to wander of unaccompanied, she went to seek solitude in some sheltered caves. After around a day in the caves a huge blizzard struck the land but of course Crimson was safe, but her family was not. She went back to them as soon as the horrific storm had passed to find their frozen corpses only inches beneath the snow. She looked upon them and felt a sudden wrench of loss upon her soul, now divided into pieces. This must have been her punishment for leaving her family; she felt such a sense of betrayal and grief that she just ran and ran, not looking where she was going or where she ended, up tears falling behind her. Behind her she left the remains of her beloved family, her heart and her soul. She was now three summers of age and her new life is about to unfold.
+ Appearance:Crimson is a pure Red Fox, and has a perfect glossy red coat, ebony tinted legs and ears, with a fluffy white chest. Her orbs are of a deep amber hue and they give the most piercing of stares, but lying behind them is a sensitive, broken fox who does not know what do with her life anymore.
Her bodice is petite and may look weak but it gives her advantages of agility and speed, along with stealth and the ability to hide easier. Her tail is long and bushy and the white tip contrasts well against her crimson pelt. She often finds her appearance useful in hiding from other foxes, as she is small and agile but however her particularly bright pelt often finds itself hard to camouflage which proves rather annoying at times, especially when she gets spotted by her prey.
+ Personality: Crimson is a cold and distant fox, as she has mainly been since her puphood. She hates to be in company of many foxes at a time and hence if she seeks company it will only be with one or two foxes at a time. She is often uncaring about the things that go on around her and rarely caring of others. However, once you get to know her she can open up and can be quite a pleasant fox to be around.
Crimson rarely shows enthusiasm over anything and is hardly ever swayed by any positive emotion. She often indulges in her memories for hours at a time, depressing herself by doing so. She regrets most of her actions as a younger fox, she thinks that she should have spent more time with her family while they were still there. All the times she missed. She hates wondering what could have happened if she had been there with them, and she is forever thinking this, the thoughts never escapes her minds but she really wishes it to. Some foxes may say that her mind is plagued and that what happened in the past is something that she simply cannot escape.
When she comes across dog foxes she takes out her anger and guilt upon them, because she is a vixen she finds them rather easy to seduce with her glossy red fur and deep amber orbs, she then manipulates them to her every word, then, when their hopes are up she leaves them to never see them again. But one day love may cross her path and the will have to leave her days of trickery and male manipulation behind.