I want to adopt this Flaming Fox!
Username:
♦Soul
Name of Fox:
BurningSoul- Ghoul
Why do you want to adopt this Flaming Fox?:
When I looked at him I thought his Flames where like Burning Souls and was mysterious in a way, I felt as though no-one could understand him like no-one understands me. Right when I saw that he was still available I felt the need to adopt this lovely fox.
Color(s) Of the necklace:
Silver and/or Black
Personality:
Ghoul is a mysterious, shy creature that no one had understood because of his flame although his eyes gleamed of passion and longing. Ghoul is not an easy fox to fool and seems much more wiser than he looks, because of his shy personality is coat is always glowing and once and a while has small silver flickers flash out. When humans come to Ghouls domain he will likely act like a normal animal although it is hard to when his pelt has flickers coming from itself, but if the humans dare to come close he will flame up with great power and begins to snip at the human even if they never had touched him.Around other flaming-foxes Ghoul doesn't talk often and try's to avoid them, he often gets bullies by the others but someday he will stand-up for him, and all the bullied of his kind.
Ghoul also knows how to make a lot of things humans do.
History:
Ghoul was born to a completely black and blue-eyed family with the most wonderful bloodline till he had came along, his parents often scolded him for being imperfect and he felt unloved and even an outcast when young. Ghouls only friend was his stuffed wolf plushy who kept him company through even the darkest hours. Ghouls stuffed wolf was hand-crafted by his granny who had passed 2 weeks after his birth and had given him the wolf saying that he would need it since she was the first to notice his white spots coming in.
At the age of 1 and a quarter Ghoul snuck away from home with his stuffed wolf in his mouth and a tuff of his mothers hair placed on his back, Ghoul traveled for days trying to find the perfect home, he has seen an old bear den, a wolf den, and even a small meadow with many of his kind yet none suited him until he had found a small mound of moss grass and dirt right in the middle of a beatiful forest filled with butterflies, marshes, and a trail for humans. Ghoul began to dig into the mound and had soon made a home inside the mound and slept there for the night till more when he would accessorize it. The next day Ghoul had killed a furry caribou and had skinned it making his own bed and then wrapped the meat in small bundles surrounded by cool juicy leaves, making a dark small whole for it and used it has storage, he then made small shelves in the walls for burning coals which would provide him light for weeks on end and able to give him fire. Ghoul fell asleep than night in his warm caribou pelt thinking of his amazing contribute to his survival that day.
Ghoul woke up when all of a sudden a large drilling sound awoke him, Ghouls got up and exited his home when he saw a falcon digging in a hole with its beak and also had a basket full of coals which was rare to find since only the owls had made baskets that way, Ghoul swiftly swatted the falcon away, picking up the basket of coals and began towards his house with the falcon chasing him with its talons outstretched.
Ghoul made it to his home safely but had a falcon flying above his house waiting for the fox to come out. Ghoul placed the coals into the shelves he has dug out then placed the basket at his front door which he would use when he hunted and needed somewhere fir the pelts.
As the month passed Ghouls parents forgot about their missing pup but his dad had died protecting the family.
Ghoul had made a drying rack for his pelts, befriended the falcon and learned how to speak their langue, trading with the birds who came by his home for seeds, baskets, minerals, jewelry, decor, and pots making his life so much easier, and he had heard of his fathers passing. (Sorry I had to stop the story short.)
Art: Definately will have done!
Other: Sorry for the shortness!