fox hole [open] [accepting]

[sprightly]

Brazen
3 1/2 || Male || Red fox || Pansexual Demiromantic || tags || open

Brazen woke up as he felt a cold breeze enter his den and brush past him. He rolled onto his back and stretched his paws towards the ceiling of his den and then got up. He then got up and peeked his head out of his den to give a rather quick look to his surroundings before deciding it was safe to leave the den. After leaving his den he immediately felt the cold affecting him already. He heard a sound in the distance and crouched down. He slowly walked towards the sound until he leaped into the air and pounced upon a mouse. He quickly ended the mouses life and then started to eat. As he ate he looked around at the trees which surrounded his current location.

[breezey]

Misty

24 months || Female || Lynx || Straight || Tags: Brazen ||

"Come on Misty.. there's a den.. shelter... you can make it there." Misty hissed under her breath. She just left her father and was scarred for life. She surged forward. You are not going to die out in the snow because of your dad. she thought to herself. Misty used her last bit of energy getting to the shelter.
How come there's no one home?! she angrily thought to herself. "Excuse me? Anyone home?" she shouted. Misty's voice echoed around the place. This place is eerily silent... She saw a mouse nearby and stalked it, she shivered. She pounced and missed. She followed it when it scurried off. Misty suddenly froze. "Who exactly are you?" she asked the fox.

[S0urmelom]

уυкι
2 years|| female || Arctic fox || Demisexual||tags--Misty//Brazen|| tags

The small fox trotted along the dusty paths. She had tasted the air for something to eat, but nothing prevailed. Her instincts told her to run until she found a big cat looking thing. She had never seen it before, but it looked scary. Oh boy, I hope I can get past that thing. She quickly skitted to a halt when she neared the big cat. She awkwardly tried to sneak past the cat, but she peered into the den to see another fox. She only hoped that the cat had no intention of eating her or the other fox.

[~ moth ~]

season :: winter
time :: morning
weather :: partly cloudy // ten degrees fahrenheit // negative twelve degrees celsius

ɑpɦʀѳɗitɛ
twѳ yɛɑʀ || Բɛɱɑʆɛ || cɑt || ɦɛtɛʀѳรɛxuɑʆ || cʀuรɦ // ѳpɛɳ || tɑgร // ѳpɛɳ
aphrodite lay in her, curled up far away from the entrance. cold filtered its way into her home, making the place freezing. thankfully aphrodite had a warm nest and long fur to keep herself warm. blinking her eyes open the female woke up. looking around her den, a small space, she purred. it was very snug and cozy, and aphrodite loved it. standing up aphrodite began to groom herself, wanting her fur to look perfect and well kept. after some time she finished up and trotted outside, her tail stuck up in the air behind her. as she stepped outside aphrodite squinted as her eyes adjusted to the bright morning light glinting off of the snow. aphrodite hated the cold, she would much rather prefer a field full of flowers over snow covered plants, but the snow was still beautiful and she appreciated it. taking a few steps forward aphrodite turned into a big kitten. she flopped down into the snow and rolled over onto her back. after rolling around in the snow and batting it around she stood, her fur coated in the white flakes. shaking the snow from her fur aphrodite bounded off into the forest. she was sure that there would be someone out there to speak too, and it had been a while since aphrodite had interacted with anyone. she felt a bit lonely and needed a friend.

dємєтєя
тняєє yєαяร || fємαlє || wσlf || biรєxυαl || cяυรн // σρєи || тαgร // σρєи
sitting in her cave demeter stared at the entrance. the frigid air filtered into her cave, and she hated it. the cold was always her enemy. she preferred the summer, with sunny skies, warm temperatures, and the forest full of life. winter was too calm, too cold, and too still for her liking. heaving a big sigh the female climbed out of her bed which was made of skins of her prey. she stretched out her joints and blinked sleep from her eyes. peeking her head out of her cave demeter looked around with distaste. everything was covered in the freezing white powder. sliding out of her den demeter headed straight for the woods. she was hungry and it had been a few days since she had last eaten. perking her ears up demeter was able to hear tiny scratching coming from nearby. turning toward demeter inched toward it. at the base of tree sat a squirrel chewing on a nut. snapping forward demeter grabbed the rodent in her mouth, killing it quickly. after a few moment demeter had eaten the squirrel. now that she had eaten demeter started to head back to her cave.

ätläs
twö ÿëärs || mälë || föx || dëmïsëxüäl || ċrüsh // öpën || täġs || öpën
shivering in his sleep, atlas curled up to keep himself warm as the cold mornings breeze blew its way into atlas's den, bringing bits of snow with it. his attempt to stay warm didnt work though, for the cold woke him. sighing, atlas stretched his front legs out, flexing his toes. sitting up he let out a big yawn, trying to shake sleep away from his head. standing up atlas shook dirt from his pelt, giving himself a quick grooming to clean himself. walking out of his den atlas stretched his body and legs out, trying to wake his body up. as he stepped outside his paws stepped onto the freezing snow, causing the male to shiver once more. taking a moment to adjust to the cold, atlas scanned the area. the territory seemed to be empty, having no other creature in sight. the male breathed in the cool air, his breath showing in a small cloud as he breathed out again. atlas loved winter, it was his favorite season. the blanket of snow that covered everything was simply beautiful. silence filled the air, and everything seemed so calm and serene. the only probably was the frigid temperatures, but thanks to his thick coat atlas didnt get too cold.

taking a few steps forward atlas felt his stomach rumble. he was hungry, but finding something to eat would be hard. most creatures were hiding away from the cold winter, tucked safely in their dens underground. if atlas couldnt find a mouse or vole to eat then hed settle for some berries instead. sniffing the air atlas didnt catch the scent of anything. the male feared that hes have to leave his territory. atlas liked to stay in his little circle of land, he felt safe there. but since it seemed that there was no food nearby then atlas would have wander out of his territory. walking away from his den atlas ventured into the forest, sniffing the air every few paces to see if he could catch scent of a mouse.

[nat13]

Marie

Female | Caucasian Wildcat | One and a Half Years | Bisexual | Tags: Atlas

Marie pouted, staring up in frustration at a black squirrel sitting on a tree branch. The tabby swished her tail, folding back her ears; the rodent had escaped her paws merely moments before. Though winter was beautiful, it certainly had it's negatives, with prey being scarce and all. With a sigh, she almost gave up before feeling her stomach cramp up from hunger. No, she needed this squirrel, and needed it now. Marie narrowed her eyes, crouching and... with a yelp, she pounced forward, trying to claw her way up the tree before losing her grip and falling into a large heap of snow. The wildcat groaned miserably, sticking her head out of the pile and shaking her half-frozen pelt. Fine. She was better than the squirrel anyway. Marie sat down, licking at her cold left paw before freezing. Was that...a fox? She crouched down, backing up into the tree with her olive-green eyes wide, watching the canine's movements. He looked friendly enough, but cat's weren't exactly a fox's best friend, so it wouldn't hurt to be cautious.

[bigwig.]

Carmen
red fox || female || 1 year/9 months || heterosexual || tags; --

Winter was no-one's favorite season out here, but the cold didn't bother Carmen too much - certainly not as much as it bothered her brother. The fox was delicately picking her way across the morning snow - it was downright frigid out here, and her paws certainly felt it more than the rest of her body. She slowly leaned down and nosed at the snow, having thought that she smelled something. A little wood mouse, perhaps, where it had scurried across the surface of the snow. But that faint prospect of food seemed to dissolve as soon as her nose hit the ground. This wasn't their first winter, but that certainly didn't make it seem any easier. Thoughts of winters gone by wouldn't fill her stomach. A sigh-like noise passed from her muzzle, and her tail swished across the snow. "Robin, could you-" She began, her delicate, lilting voice barely breaking the wintry quiet.

However, as she turned to look back, she saw him several meters behind, clear up at the riverbank. His darker pelt was visible through the dry, pale yellow reeds that had managed to stay standing. Carmen whined mildly to herself and turned back to chasing scents over the snow. Sometimes, there was no talking to him. A family may work better together, but one of these days Robin was going to end up too far behind, and then he'd have to fend for himself. Clearly, that wouldn't be an easy task for the poor boy.

Robin
red fox || male || 1 year/9 months || homosexual || tags; --

Robin was crouched down at the edge of the frozen stream - it was still burdened by the snow cover, but he knew where it flowed. Before the heavy snows came, the slick ice was oddly thrilling to slide over. Of course, that was dangerous, as the ice wasn't always particularly stable, but things like that had never stopped Robin before. However, this time his purpose was quite different. Some of the reeds along this bank had been gnawed on; even prey was hungry this time of year, and perhaps some little voles or mice had gotten hungry enough to chew at reed bark. And maybe they were still around. His patience paid off - across the frozen stream, a tiny little creature poked its head out of a tunnel. Robin, instantly thrilled, shot off from his crouched position and sprinted across the snow. Quite a bit too soon, as the mouse immediately turned and raced back down its tunnel. Robin dove for it nonetheless, digging mercilessly at the stiff snow as he desperately tried to catch his quarry.

Once the adrenaline of excitement was gone, Robin shook the snow off his feet and his muzzle, then gave a sad look down at the spot where he had tried to dig into the snow. It looked like it wasn't even near the tunnel exit, and it may very well have not been. But that mouse had to be around here somewhere, right? Well, it could have scurried quite far under the snow, but Robin's optimism was blind.

[~ moth ~]

season :: winter
time :: morning
weather :: partly cloudy // ten degrees fahrenheit // negative twelve degrees celsius

ɑpɦʀѳɗitɛ
twѳ yɛɑʀ || Բɛɱɑʆɛ || cɑt || ɦɛtɛʀѳรɛxuɑʆ || cʀuรɦ // ѳpɛɳ || tɑgร // ѳpɛɳ
aphrodite lay in her, curled up far away from the entrance. cold filtered its way into her home, making the place freezing. thankfully aphrodite had a warm nest and long fur to keep herself warm. blinking her eyes open the female woke up. looking around her den, a small space, she purred. it was very snug and cozy, and aphrodite loved it. standing up aphrodite began to groom herself, wanting her fur to look perfect and well kept. after some time she finished up and trotted outside, her tail stuck up in the air behind her. as she stepped outside aphrodite squinted as her eyes adjusted to the bright morning light glinting off of the snow. aphrodite hated the cold, she would much rather prefer a field full of flowers over snow covered plants, but the snow was still beautiful and she appreciated it. taking a few steps forward aphrodite turned into a big kitten. she flopped down into the snow and rolled over onto her back. after rolling around in the snow and batting it around she stood, her fur coated in the white flakes. shaking the snow from her fur aphrodite bounded off into the forest. she was sure that there would be someone out there to speak too, and it had been a while since aphrodite had interacted with anyone. she felt a bit lonely and needed a friend.

dємєтєя
тняєє yєαяร || fємαlє || wσlf || biรєxυαl || cяυรн // σρєи || тαgร // σρєи
sitting in her cave demeter stared at the entrance. the frigid air filtered into her cave, and she hated it. the cold was always her enemy. she preferred the summer, with sunny skies, warm temperatures, and the forest full of life. winter was too calm, too cold, and too still for her liking. heaving a big sigh the female climbed out of her bed which was made of skins of her prey. she stretched out her joints and blinked sleep from her eyes. peeking her head out of her cave demeter looked around with distaste. everything was covered in the freezing white powder. sliding out of her den demeter headed straight for the woods. she was hungry and it had been a few days since she had last eaten. perking her ears up demeter was able to hear tiny scratching coming from nearby. turning toward demeter inched toward it. at the base of tree sat a squirrel chewing on a nut. snapping forward demeter grabbed the rodent in her mouth, killing it quickly. after a few moment demeter had eaten the squirrel. now that she had eaten demeter started to head back to her cave.

ätläs
twö ÿëärs || mälë || föx || dëmïsëxüäl || ċrüsh // öpën || täġs || märïë
slwoly walking, atlas tried to find any traces of prey. he strained his ears to try and hear the scurrying of a small paws. his eyes darted around, looking for the smallest of movement. his nose breathed in the scents around, trying to pinpoint anything that might lead him to food. but instead of getting the sight or scent of a mouse or a vole atlas found the scent of a cat. from what the fox could tell the trail was fairly fresh, and there were paw prints in the snow tow prove that a cat was just there. pausing, atlas followed the imprints with his eyes, finding the owner in seconds. pressed up against a tree stood a grayish cat with green eyes. atlas was sure that hed never met this cat before. thinking about, he hadnt met any of the forest other residents since he got there. staring at the female, atlas turned to face her fully. he new what cats were like. most were rude and self loving. a lot of cats also got angry easily, having a bad temper. he had never met this cat before so he wanted to be cautious in how he acted and what he said. im sorry, am in your territory? the fox asked with a tilt of his head.

[nat13]

Marie

Female | Caucasian Wildcat | One and a Half Years | Bisexual | Tags: Atlas

Marie stood still for a few moments, blinking and studying the black and white fox in front of her before relaxing a bit. "Oh um, no," the wildcat mewed carefully, swishing her striped tail. She didn't have any territory or den of her own as she was currently just wandering around, but seeing the fox reminded her that having some sort of company through the winter would definitely be better than struggling through it alone. She took a few steps toward him, leaving the protection of the tree. "I'm just trying to find something to eat. Am I intruding...?"

[~ moth ~]

season :: winter
time :: morning
weather :: partly cloudy // ten degrees fahrenheit // negative twelve degrees celsius

ɑpɦʀѳɗitɛ
twѳ yɛɑʀ || Բɛɱɑʆɛ || cɑt || ɦɛtɛʀѳรɛxuɑʆ || cʀuรɦ // ѳpɛɳ || tɑgร // ѳpɛɳ
aphrodite lay in her, curled up far away from the entrance. cold filtered its way into her home, making the place freezing. thankfully aphrodite had a warm nest and long fur to keep herself warm. blinking her eyes open the female woke up. looking around her den, a small space, she purred. it was very snug and cozy, and aphrodite loved it. standing up aphrodite began to groom herself, wanting her fur to look perfect and well kept. after some time she finished up and trotted outside, her tail stuck up in the air behind her. as she stepped outside aphrodite squinted as her eyes adjusted to the bright morning light glinting off of the snow. aphrodite hated the cold, she would much rather prefer a field full of flowers over snow covered plants, but the snow was still beautiful and she appreciated it. taking a few steps forward aphrodite turned into a big kitten. she flopped down into the snow and rolled over onto her back. after rolling around in the snow and batting it around she stood, her fur coated in the white flakes. shaking the snow from her fur aphrodite bounded off into the forest. she was sure that there would be someone out there to speak too, and it had been a while since aphrodite had interacted with anyone. she felt a bit lonely and needed a friend.

dємєтєя
тняєє yєαяร || fємαlє || wσlf || biรєxυαl || cяυรн // σρєи || тαgร // σρєи
sitting in her cave demeter stared at the entrance. the frigid air filtered into her cave, and she hated it. the cold was always her enemy. she preferred the summer, with sunny skies, warm temperatures, and the forest full of life. winter was too calm, too cold, and too still for her liking. heaving a big sigh the female climbed out of her bed which was made of skins of her prey. she stretched out her joints and blinked sleep from her eyes. peeking her head out of her cave demeter looked around with distaste. everything was covered in the freezing white powder. sliding out of her den demeter headed straight for the woods. she was hungry and it had been a few days since she had last eaten. perking her ears up demeter was able to hear tiny scratching coming from nearby. turning toward demeter inched toward it. at the base of tree sat a squirrel chewing on a nut. snapping forward demeter grabbed the rodent in her mouth, killing it quickly. after a few moment demeter had eaten the squirrel. now that she had eaten demeter started to head back to her cave.

ätläs
twö ÿëärs || mälë || föx || dëmïsëxüäl || ċrüsh // öpën || täġs || märïë
atlas studied the cat before him just a while longer, glancing up at her when she spoke. oh, good. i wouldnt want to be intruding anybodys land. he was glad that he wasnt invading on another animals territory. some of the other residents of the forest probably wouldnt be so kind to him if they found him wandering on their land, hunting their prey. atlas was already living in an abandoned den of another fox, or at least he hoped that the den had been abandoned. watching the female atlas tensed when she stepped toward him. he wasnt sure if she was going to attack in that instant, thankfully she didnt. why are you so on edge? the fox questioned himself. usually he was a lot calmer. he figured it was because he was in a new area full of new secretes and he was being wary of everything. relaxing once again atlas responded to the cat. no, youre not intruding. i was actually looking for something to eat as well. atlas assumed that this female wasnt a foe, and that she was safe to be around. she seemed kind enough, maybe even trustworthy. my name is atlas. he introduced.

[nat13]

Marie

Female | Caucasian Wildcat | One and a Half Years | Bisexual | Tags: Atlas

"Marie," the cat replied with a dip of her head. A small smile spread across her face as she trotted forward, stopping a foot in front of him. "Would you like to hunt with me? I'm sure it would be much easier together," Her expression faltered a little as she watched for a response. Marie felt an uncertainty grow in her chest; this was a fox after all. Would he attack her? Steal her catch? The only foxes she had known were sly and chased her from her old homes. Being friends with a creature of a different species.... it was certainly uncommon, and probably a bad idea, but Atlas looked like a sweet one. Maybe this word work out.