Milky way kits are foxes with a flowy galaxy tail, their orbs contain the essence of their galaxies, their bodies are slightly transparent and stars dot their bodies. They are ethereal beings, but they love to mess with people and play tricks. According to legend, Milky way kits are believed to have come from the stars , leaving a trail of colorful dust and stars behind them as they moved across the universe.
Milky way kits have bright, colorful tails with many different colors. Their tails are rarely pure black or pure white. Their orb color matches the colors of their tails and never mismatches, as a part of their tails is rumored to be enclosed in the orb.
Their diet usually consists of fruits and meat, though mainly fruit because their bright tails tend to give them away when they try to hunt.
Despite their mischievous nature, they are faithful creatures and when they find a mate they stick with them for life. Their love for their mates is endless, just like the universe is endless. They can sometimes have relationship problems, but this is very rare.
This is my second one with fiery kind of colors. I just love them haha <3
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August 25th
~Koda~ wrote:
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Kit Name;;Ardienti
The name 'Ardienti' is a modification of the Spanish word, 'Ardiente', meaning 'Fiery'. This beautiful, starry, flaming Milky Way Kit needs an exotic and hot name to suit her gorgeous appearance. <3
Kit Gender;;Female
Extra;;Shooting from the stars, paws burning. Ears sizzling with the heat of the air passing over me, silently setting my body alight with stellar fire.
The sensation stunned me a little. It was hot and fast and overpowering, but so instinctive. It felt natural. It felt amazing to have the burning temperature of the millions and millions of stars bear down upon me.
Making me feel alive. Charging the power within me, making the sliver of space itself streak behind, in the exact fashion of true fire.
But all too soon were my paws upon a hard surface, forcing them to support my entire body weight. For some reason, that feeling of gravity just wasn't natural to me. I wasn't meant to earth-bound. I was meant to be in the stars forever. Where I belonged.
Setting myself down, I allowed my shimmering, glittery tail of galactic matter wrap around my overheated body. I felt warm and content. I still wanted to fly. I still felt the urge to get back in the sky, blend into the surroundings.
But sometimes, in my form of an odd earth-being, I needed a moment to grudgingly appreciate gravity and admire my home from afar.
I looked up at the night sky, almost hearing the mesmerizing sound of stars twinkling and shaking and emitting their diamond glow. My eyes, so far evolved and greater than any eyes down below, could see every colour in the stars. All the main colours, as well as the shades others couldn't see. Unnamed, mysterious colours. They are only seen in the stars and in fire. Nobody dwelling the earth recognizes those colours, taking no notice to fire at all to try and find them.
All but me.
All but me and my maddening desire to some day return to my home in the heavens, and find my true place in the galactic universe.
Where I could be a little flaming star, who could only be seen by those who took the effort to look at the stars, and find the mysterious colours of fire.
