[allynabean]

Bump! Ends this friday owo
I'm really liking all the entries so far!

[allynabean]

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Username;;
HannahBug
Name;;
Almond Ambrosia Glade
Simply known as Almond
Gender;;
Vixen
Song;;
Vanilla Twilight
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Personality;;

Almond tends to have an upbeat attitude. She tries to remain calm and collected so that she appears more adult like, but that appearance can fade in and out very quickly. Being easily excited, eager, enthusiastic, and bubbly do not help her keep her composure. She's pretty friendly and is most likely to approach and start a conversation with strangers unless they look too foreboding. She tries not to judge based on appearance, though. It's a goal of hers to always be accepting. She's very affectionate and often sticks close to those she's attached to, which can quickly grow annoying when she refuses to move away. Almond is a dependable fox and always stays true to her word, even over little insignificant things. Whether it's courage or stupidity, something makes her want to charge into situations first, too see it first, to be there first. Despite that, she's very gentle towards others, as if afraid that if she moves too quickly she'll scare them away. Because she's empathetic, she's easy to talk to. She can relate to and sense other's emotions very easily and often without even trying.

Almond is oddly squeamish for a creature that's supposed to be an omnivore. Looking at blood makes her dizzy and she doesn't like actually having to catch her own prey. Because of this, she very likely to stick to an herbivorous diet unless someone hunts for her. That is, if she doesn't see the prey being caught. Almond is very soft-hearted and can't stand to see anything in pain, even her food. She can be childish at times, not really sure where to act like a kit or a teen. In an effort to appear the right age, she can be impulsive, making decisions she's not prepared to make or suddenly falling back for help when she would have been fine on her own. She's still naïve and has a hard time believing some of the harsher bits of reality. This is because Almond is an idealist. Most of her world is made up in her head and, sadly, a lot of it is inaccurate. She has a tendency to be absent-minded or easily distracted, making her both a poor hunter and scout. Often times, she is unintentionally nosey. She likes to help others with their problems, but sometimes she pries too far and things get uncomfortable. Although she would like to believe that she's not, Almond is a very dependent fox. She needs someone to talk to or else she'll get lonely and maybe depressed. She needs someone to reassure her that what she's doing is right and that she won't fail in doing it. Also, she's used to the feeling of protection that comes with having a nearby companion.

The Accessory;;

The whole world was quiet that night, as if it were holding its breath knowing something was going to happen. Thousands and thousands of stars shone overhead, yet the land below seemed to be a pitch black silhouette of mountains, valleys, and forests. Many creatures paced through the grass unable to sleep for reasons they did not know. It was the dead of night when those with the sharpest ears raised their drooping heads and peered into the starry sky. It didn’t take long for the other creatures to pick up what the others were hearing. A thin, shrill whistle slit the silence, causing many a being to wince and seek shelter from the noise. Those who remained seemed to be frozen looking upwards. They began to quake with fear and awe, emotions provoked by what they saw. Among the pinpoints of white light a blue star was rushing closer and closer. The whistle turned to a scream the nearer the orb came to the ground. None of the animals could find the will to move their legs despite their terror.

Moments before the star could come into contact with the ground, it exploded with a sound similar to metal scraping across metal. The burst of light that followed the noise was so powerful the all the creatures were forced to shut their eyes and duck their heads in an attempt to preserve their night vision. Wind from the shockwave tugged gently at their fur and then the world was swallowed by silence again. Only then did the creatures of Delta Velorum find the nerve to look back up at the sky. Countless blue and green dots glittered along with the white stars held deep in space. They seemed to be suspended in the air. In fact, it was as if time had frozen completely. Then, it was over. The small stones slipped down into the darkness, leaving the sky looking dull without the extra colors. A few animals scrounged around for the remaining fragments of the star, but when they were nowhere to be found, they were sent back to their dens dazed and gawking.

Almond had heard the beginning to her mother’s stories hundreds of times. In fact, she knew every word by heart. Later, a brave fox from the far corners of the planet would come to retrieve the scattered stones. Then, he would gain special powers, get a wish granted, or solve all of his problems in one way or another. She could never tell because her mother would always twist the story to provoke her interest. One night, the fox would be a vixen from the Void and another it would be a weak todd from some distant, unheard of clan. The only thing Almond knew about the ever shifting stories is that the next one would always be better than the last. As a kit, she had believed the stories to be truth rather than fiction. It was common for her to run around in fields, shoving around random bits of grass in hope of seeing something sparkle. Of course, she never found anything. As she grew into her teenage years, the stories of the star shards slipped to the back of her mind. She was separated from her family and had many more important things concerning her.

Today was the day it would all come rushing back. The small vixen had been struggling to pass through an area in the forest that was riddled with tunnels and holes. Eventually, she chose the wrong foothold and the ground crumbled around her. She was sent downwards with a shower of dirt. Luckily, it was not a long fall. She hit the grassy floor of the tunnel with a slight thump. It was a few moments before she found the focus to draw herself to her paws. Looking up, she could see that the hole above her head was at least seven feet away, much too far for her to jump. With a sigh, she looked for her other escape options. The tunnel behind her had been closed off by a wall of dirt and large stones, while the path in front of her descended into darkness. With no other choice, Almond trudged forwards, hoping for an easy way out.

After an hour or two of bumping around in the dark, Almond was ready to scream or cry, or maybe both. With an irritated huff, she sat down hard on the now stony floor. To her surprise, there was a splash. With a groan, she realized the floor was home to a shallow pool. With her fur now wet, she decided that she was going to sit here and sulk for a bit. A quiet, yet annoying whine was interrupting her, though. Expecting it to be some sort of bug, she swatted at the nearby air with her paws and tail to no avail. She shook her head aggressively to try and scare the thing off when something caught her eye. Deeper in the cave sat a perfectly circular blue ball. It looked out of place, as if it was her eyes playing tricks on her. Even so, she found herself drawn to it. Cautiously, she stood and padded towards it. The whining in her ears slowly faded the closer she got. The fox carefully tapped the orb to confirm that it was indeed a real object. Suddenly, she remembered the stories of the broken star and her heart leapt to her throat. Part of her pushed the idea away as childish and silly, yet she wasn’t about to leave the blue stone here. Scooping it up, she held it carefully in her jaws, suddenly having more inspiration to escape the tunnel system and inspect her treasure in the daylight.

In the months that followed, several more of the piercing whines clung to her ears. If she followed the trail of sound, she was sure to find a blue or green pebble waiting for her. Unfortunately, each new shard required her to go through a different form of hell and high water. Still, she had to gather them. Her childhood obsession had returned in a way that was almost embarrassing. Even if she had wanted to, she couldn’t ignore the sound of the stones, which she soon began to refer to as crying. She found that she could see the bits of the star better than the average fox when she became friends with a fox named Ohanzee. It was if he was completely blind to the bright, glowing light the rocks emitted. Almond wasn’t sure what all of these things meant, but one thought clouded her mind: she was going to be the fox that came from the farthest corner of Delta Velorum and became a hero. She wasn’t sure how, but she couldn’t shake the thought no matter how hard she tried.

Winner is HannaBug! I love love love your story, and that art is adorable owo
Take great care of her!

[HannahBug]

Ahh, thank you! ;w;