Delta Velorum Foxes are tall looking foxes that are only located on the remote planet of Delta Velorum.
Standing between 2 - 2 1/2 feet at the should, Delta Velorum Foxes are very tall in appearance compared to Red Foxes on Earth. They tend to be long legged in appearance and are well known for their endurance and agility. Males tend to be more muscular then females while female are more slender and elegant in appearance. A Delta Foxes fur tends to be very soft and short, and come in a wide variety of natural colors. It is not uncommon to see them in roans and dun colors similar to horses and are commonly seen in cat colors and patterns as well (such as calico, tabby, bengal markings ect). However the combination of colors and patterns are limitless, and each Delta Velorum Fox is different from the next. No two are ever the same in looks. Delta Velorum Foxes can come in any eye color and combination - no matter if it's natural or unnatural. A fox with two or more eye colors (known as Heterochromia) is uncommon but not unheard of.
Variety:
Custom [Bobbed] Tail, Streak / Dipped Extended facial markings. Spotted Heterochromia / One eye. Custom Dire Fangs.
Will have Custom Fluff/ hair edits and more scars. Custom accessories.
This DVF once had a lovely tail, before it went..eh, missing. He only has one eye, the other is missing and sealed shut.
This DVF carries ALL color/varieties of merle, and can have double merle kits without health defects.
Bobbed custom tail cannot pass on, but carries all default tail varieties.
Custom [Bobbed] Tail, Streak / Dipped Extended facial markings. Spotted Heterochromia / One eye. Custom Dire Fangs.
Will have Custom Fluff/ hair edits and more scars. Custom accessories.
This DVF once had a lovely tail, before it went..eh, missing. He only has one eye, the other is missing and sealed shut.
This DVF carries ALL color/varieties of merle, and can have double merle kits without health defects.
Bobbed custom tail cannot pass on, but carries all default tail varieties.
~Lazy Lobbyist~ wrote:
Sooo there you finally are...you know,i scented you quite the while ago,and i was already worrying that you might never decide to show yourself-but well,first of all come in here,you already beginn to resemble a drowned rat with your fur soaking wet! Never heard of such a rainy summer before. But you should just wait here in my cave until the rain is over,when they are as heavy as this one they almost never last long. And know what? while we´re waiting,i think i´ll enlighten you a bit...i mean,you where following me around for a long distance,and i dont think its because you some secret admire or something like that. at least i´d be pretty...eerr surprised if you´re admiring the appearance of a vixen that looks like me.You want to know certain things,and i appreciate curiousity in others,so just lend me an ear or two- you can call me Vee by the way,its just a shorter form of Velena.
=>author´s note: "Velena" is a female-ized play on the portoguese word for poison,"Veleno" <=
! all the described events take place in the time when ardillon was still leader of wolfmarsh,for i have no idea if the current leader would act this dramatically too and i dont want to accuse the guy of anything cx
first of all let me state this:I dont expect understandment from you,not for the things im going to tell you.i mean...if im honest with myself one time,i dont have much understandment for it myself. There are many nights in wich i wish i could regret,but i just cant no matter how hard i try. But well,i might actually confuse you pretty much with such a melodramatic opening,huh? To clear thing up,lets take a trip down memory lane....two years into the past,back to a time where everyone had declared you crazy if you had told them what role i would play in the future.
*cut-back to a summer night two years ago*
See the slender young vixen over there,creeping through the rosebushes without a sound? The inexperienced,naive and childhearted little idiot with the two sappire stars for eyes? Yup,thats me.Or better,that was me.
„i feared you would not be able to make it tonight...“ a whisper echoes through the darkness,to be answered by another voice that´s so full of emotion and so poorly attempted to be quiet it can barely pass of as a whisper at all : „well,that´s the difference darling-i had not the slightest doubt you would be here,waiting and worrying as always.“ his protesting answer is simply cut off by the vixen pressing her cheek to his,her sleek body nestled to his,and during the rest of the night,nobody feels the need to say a word. When the sun comes out ,the todd blinks sleepily and lets out a long yawn,while the merle vixen jumps on her paws within a second „i must go...i dont want them to miss me.i love you.“ with a last compassionate lick between his ears,she sprints through the wood,bubbling with pure joy to be alive,bursting with energy. A few miles before her camp,she stops abruptly,rummaging around in the leather bag on her side. she´s the most respected alchemist her territory has seen for a long time,far renouned even over the borders of wolfmarsh-creating a powder to get rid of her lover´s scent is anything but a challenge for her.she fastly rubs her shimmering pelt with the colorless substance before she enters the camp,where she is greated by familiar voices .„moring velena, early on your paws this morning!“ she just grins and answers in her usual,upbeat way „well,not everybody has been a fat dormouse in their previous life-and herbs are best when collected fresh with thaw!“
Since two months,velena lives a double life-during daylight,she is wolfmarsh´s head alchemist,working without the smallest break for her clan,experimenting and exploring until she creates things no fox would thought of as possible before.and,of course,she always finds time to listen and look after all thoose who are suffering,no matter if their pain stems from their body or their mind. She lifes for her clan,and everyone would bet their life on her loyalty. But under the moon,she is nobody but velena,a passionate late-teenage vixen who is hopelessly in love.with a scout from their rival,the mistlyn clan.she is in love with the enemy. And she gladly abandons this knowledge for thoose hours under the stars,just her and him.
When winter comes,things get harder for the young lovers,and one day,she waits almost a hour for him-she ist just about to turn around und head back home,as she hears tumbeling steps and a heavy breath,and as she looks over her shoulder,the todd lets himself fall to the snowy ground,coughing .
In this moment,it hits her like a lightning,and equally painfull-because now comes back to her mind what her clanmates had spoken about yesterday,when she had not payed much attention to their words,for she thought they where not affecting her in any way : „if they where´nt stealing our prey,i´d feel almost sorry for thoose mistlyn rags...lost quite a few to the fever during the last months.“ black had said,his head thoughtfully shaking,and linea had answered him carelessly „well,let´s just be happy WE know how to protect ourselves from this disease...what a luck velena found the cure last year.had never thought this illness would spread that far out of the marsh anyway...“ then,they both went on with their duties. Back then,velena had only noted that the enemy was in trouble,and like most others,she had thought this to be a calming thing.but now she realizes for the first time what most foxes during troubled times seem to forget: the other clans,that are not some faceless,hostile mass of warriors without any personality or lives outside of the war.they are,in fact,just foxes like herself,and its a shock for her,for she never saw it that way.but the sight of her beloved,tormented by an illness that could be cured so easily disturbs her. „im sorry ,almost...couldn´t make....it darling.feelin bit unwell today...“ he mutters,and she lays herself down beside him,gently licking his cheek „i..i know.but its nothing that can´t be changed-i can heal this,its actually rather easy...guess that´s why nobody found the medicine easier.you just wait,youre back on your paws in a few days!“ for her,its no question that she will share her knowledge with him.she dont gives a thought about the fact that even this action could be viewed as treason,for she had sworn to never share any usefull information with another clan,especially not when it comes to potions.in this moment,its just a sick beloved and her beeing able to help him,so why should she waste her precious time on doubts? The merle vixen returns to her camp,with the despaired last sentence of her todd still echoing in her ears : „thank you darling.but...what use has it for me to be healed,just to see my family die?“
When she comes back to their secret hideout by the river,she carries not only a small bottle cointaining a limegreen liquid,but also a small package of herbs,carefully wrapped in a hare´s fur. „everything you need to know is written down on this.“ she nudges the fur with her nose and nodds in determination „i could not manage to bring enough medicine here unseen to heal your family,but i brought you the knowledge to do so on your own.now go and save your loved ones-we will be together again when youre back on your paws.“
On her way home,she has actually no idea that she had just committed high treason.she just feels rather thoughtfull-how many other foxes die in this minute, even though someone out there already knows how to help,just because there is no such thing as information exchange between the various clans? She is not exactly vain,but she knows she does excellent at her job,and that she has archieved the knowledge to cure diseases wich where a save death sentence a few years ago.and yet,there are so many things she still has to fight against,so many deathbringing illnesses and injuries...just imagine how much more advanced the fox society would be if they where allowed to research together,alchemist from all clans and without all this regressivesecretiveness...what use has the knowledge to save lifes if youre not allowed to use or share it?! This night,when she lays in her den,she comes to the conclusion-its all the war,that childish rivalry and the fear of thoose we dont have get to known yet...its all that stupid war that holds us captive inregression and makes any progress impossible.
From now on,she searches even more obsessive for all sorts of cures,secretly writing everything she finds out down in a small ,leather-bound book she keeps in one of the herb bags wich hang down from her ceiling.and she secretly meets up with other alchemists, exchanging her recipes for theirs,supplementing her own notes in the book,on the way to collect the greatest,most detailed amount of medicinal knowledge a single fox had ever archieved.and one day,she will present a copy of her results to each and every leader ,making it equally useable for each and every fox in the world. It is a dream,a highly unrealistic,passionate dream she lives for-one day,there will be no war anymore.one day she will be able to openly admit her love for the warmhearted white mistlyn scout,and bring their kits over to dellhaven to play with their friends while she exchanges knowledge and searches for new results with the other alchemists.and making all the currently archieved medicinal knowledge available for everyone is her personal contribution for peace between the clans.
„so you cant even SEEwhat you have done,filthy traitor?!“
„ oooh,im fully aware of myself,its you who cant see what he´s done,you stupid warmonger!“
The camp echoes with furious howling ,and even the senior warriors prefer to watch in silence and respectfull savety distance as the two foxes shout at each other in uncontrolled rage,theeth bared and ears pinned back. One of them is a tall,muscular brown tabby with a ice cold ,pale blue stare ,the other a small ,sleek vixen with merle fur and burning dark blue eyes. Ardillon,wolfmarsh´s alpha,has dragged velena,the clans head alchemist,out of her den,accusing her of the most horrible crime that could be-high treason of her clan. The watching foxes think of it as a bad joke,or maybe some jealous foxes sheme and expect her to defend herself,but to everyfoxes shock,she leaps on the highest rock in camp and overlooks the clan,before she begins to speak:
„alright then,hear me. Im going to tell you something,and most of you wont like it,for the truth is almost never a pleasure to hear.but at least,im not the one lying to you. Yes,it is true,all the things HE -spitefull glance over to ardillon- will shout at you in a few minutes. Yes,i am in love with a mistlyn scout. And no,i am not ashamed of it,why should i? We did nothing harmfull to anyone,and how many of you can say that without lying? We just wanted to be free,free of thoose outdated rules and chains,free to make use of the most essential right every fox should be born with: freedom.the freedom to be whoever you want ,where ever you want and with whoever you want.
And this -she pulls out the black leather book from her bag- is the thing HE calls treason-i call it progress.in here,all and everything known about medicine is stored. The dellhaven´s coughing treatment.rockhollows special salve to prevent inflamatinon in bitewounds.mistyln´s headache herbs.our swamp fever cure.and a whole lot more-yes,i shared everything i knew with others,but i did not give anything away,knowledge dont works like that.the more you share,the more you get. that´s what i did.i dont know about you,but i would feel like a coward if i allowed others to die from things i can prevent,just because their not related to me.say what you want,but i dont see any harm done. Instead,when i will look at the cured mistlyn foxes during the next clan meetig,i will see nothing but saved lifes. „ her sappire eyes burn with a determined passion that flickers into fury as the leaders voice shreds the air „and i see nothing but a traitor! What else gave you to your little lover? Poison recipes? Our battle tactics? You knowingly gave away our secrets,while we trusted you! Unfaithfull alchemist,you care nothing for your clan,and from now on,you are not longer a part of is.there is only one price for treason...Banishment! And for this piece of treachery...i´ll not allow our wisdom to be turned against us!“ with a menacing growl,ardillon grabs velenas book and throws it into the fire-filled hole in the ground that prevents the foxes from freezing during the winter,his foxes crying in agreement.velena had spend the last minutes like she was petrified,her eyes large and empty,but In the moment the flames touch all her archievements,the vixen snaps „you understand nothing,you pathetic excuse for a fox!“ she jowls and jumps forwards,a engrossed stare in her eyes as she reaches into the flames without a thought,saving her knowledge unable to feel the flames eating away her flesh.in blind anger,both foxes attack each other in the same moment,their bodies crashing together in mid-flight. The go down,a furious ravel of theeth and claws,the snow bneath them sprinkeled cherry red.velena jaggs her claws over the leader´s shoulder as the bigger fox grabs her by the neck and jamms her head against the sharp-edged rock ,making the healer jowl in pain,but in a second,she´s back into the fight,snapping the todd´s ear,even though the left side of her face is completely unrecognizeable,covered in dark red.finally,ardillon encloses her throath with his snout,letting his jaws snap together ,on the best way to kill the younger fox who´s vision already begins to fade.in blind despair,she strikes with her left frontpaw,aiming for his face-and hitting her target.ardillon hisses in pain,his left eye closed and durchzogen by a long,bloody scratch.velena forces herself on her paws,shaking and coughing „an eye for an eye,he ardillon? You will regret this,i promise.“ she gasps,using the leader´s weak moment to take a long jump,running like someone who knows their life depends on it. She has ni idea where she is going,and she dont cares-all she cares for is to try to get the faces of her clanmates out of her head,the faces wich looked at her like they would look at their worst enemy.
She runs until her burned paws quit their sevice,and she sinks into silent,relieving darkness.
*back to present *
Well,and that´s it. that´s the thanks i got for trying to make this world a better place,to offer everything i could give to the greater good...nothing but spite and hate. See,now i know how naive i was back then,what a disgusting little idealist...no wonder i ended up with one eye and no tail ...the latter got lost when i searched for help by my dear love,the white mistlyn scout by the way -you know,as long as i was his precious little secret,he loved me enough to break the rules.but know,with everyone knowing,he didnt had the guts to stand by my side....not to mention that he had better plans for his future than to run away with a one-eyed,condemned criminal. He even openly attacked me to prove his loyalty to his clan,the ungratefull little fleasack .i dont know exactly what happened,but i got away without a tail and he without his ears,so i guess we are quit. But what i really learned from all this misery is that this world is not ready for peace or cooperation,and definetely not for knowledge. I offered them peace once,but all they wanted was violence...so they shall have it. As long as i life, wolfmarsh clan shall never have peace,and their foxes shall never feel save in their own home again-with their closeminded hate,they poisoned my life,and now its my turn to poison theirs.i have to admit that i was shocked when i first found out that creating poisons even catches me more than creating medicines,and what can i say : i stick straight to my fromer principles,so everything i create is free to use for everyone,no matter where you belong -as long as you can pay. I dont see why i,if i have to life in a world of destuction,should not get profit from it. Haha,well,except for the wolfmarsh clan,they getting all my newest creations for free of course ,but maybe not in the way they would want it-you know,i have to test this stuff somehow.
So,and now excuse me please.the night is almost over,and this delicious disease here cant wait to magically spread among the wolfmarsh foxes-so,if you dont want to order any substances,i have to go,supplying thoose foxes with what they asked for from the beginning : destruction .
Take care of yourself ,for there are many creeps lurking around through thoose woods theese days-and always keep in mind:
=> long story short,for i have full understandment for thoose who dont wanna read the long version <=
She once was her clan´s head alchemist,respected by all and befriended with the most.an extremely passionate,almost driven researcher alsway looking for the one substantial weapon against the unseen enemy : illnesses. and like most foxes,the only clan she cared for was her own,while everyone else was summed up as „the rivals“ ,a faceless mass from wich she could expect nothing but harm.
Until the day she fell in love with a todd from the neighbouring clan,wich opened her eyes for the fact that hey where all foxes,nothing more or less,no matter to wich clan they belonged. It also widened her horizon when she shared her knowledge of herbs with him as he was sick,and she started to dream of what would be possible to archieve in the field of medicine if all alchemists from all clans could join their knowledge,searching for cures together,so every clan would get the same help when its needed.she started to secretly exchange recipes with other clans,untill almost everything noteable about the art of alchemy was stored withing her notes,supplemented with everything new she found out.she became so obsessed with her ideas that she dont even tried to lie or defend herself as her leader found everything out,and instead,she confessed and tried to make her clanmates see how she just fought for a brighter future-without success,for she was judged a traitor by almost everyone and exiled by her leader,ardillon.as he tried to burn her notes,she saved them out of the flames,and enraged by how their opponent was unable to see their point,both foxes furiously fought each other wich resulted in both of them loosing their left eye and in velena getting almost killed by her leader. She managed to escape and searched for help and support by her lover,only to find out that he never valued her as much as she did with him,and that he was not willing to stand by her side ,leaving the clans with her.the two of them fought,and velena,now badly injured and finding her ideas and herself rejected twice, lost something of herself this night,she gave up her ideals and values ,while her thirst for revenge and a deep bitterness was all that kept her alive during the harsh winter on her own. Where she offered peace,she found nothing but misstrust and violence,and so she started to grow a deeply misanthropic (or vulpesthrophic,i dont know the correct term XD) outlook on the world,believing that foxes where just naturally egocentric warmongers who did not deserve the life she once wanted to bring them.at first,she fought against this,tried to bring the faces of her loved ones to her inner eye,but everytime she tried,the image of the hatefull faces they gave her at least slipped over the friendly smiling images,slowly driving her crazy. At least,she switched directions in her research and became one of the most feared poisoners ever known in the woods of delta velorum,offering death and pain in a bottle for everyone who was able to pay for it,missusing her former clan mates and family members as guinea pigs in the moonless nights.
It´s my uglyness or beauty,that frightens you the most?
=>personality<=
When you meet Velena,she´s probably not the type you would expect to spend their spare time poisoning their own family for revenge. most people think of a poisoner as a cold,deceitfull and sly person,an image hard to connect ot the outspoken,highly emotional and welcoming merle vixen. She has kept the most of her once bubbly,open-minded and passionate personality,and only on a few occassions and connected to certain topics you clearly notice that there is something not alright with her: its sort of shocking when you have a nice,cheering conversation with her and she talks about the butterfly migration or herbal tea recipes in the one second and about how most foxes are naturally worthless,violent egoists who deserve death in another,and all in the same upbeat,friendly tone and voice. Vee is a fox who will always rather follow her emotions than her mind,even though she is highly intelligent when it comes to facts and logical thinking,and most of thoose who visit her cave during nighttime to get some medicine or a save way to get rid of whoever are surprised when they are greated in a warm,welcoming way and are mostly invited to rest a while with some sort of delicious snack and an entertaining conversation. Vee has always been a humorous,talkative fox who adores to entertain others by the way she talks,uses weird methaphors or just lively tells stories.She is full of (self-)irony and has a weird,constant happyness about her,with the habit to mock the most serious things or coat horrible topics and deep thoughs up in witty jokes. She lost most of her empathy during her time alone and tends to brush of horrible things that happen to her or anyone else with a shrug and a careless "well,thats how life works." for an answer,even though she is still sort of helpfull when it comes to active helping thoose in need: she will jump in the rushing river to save a random stranger,but she is almost unable to give emotional comfort or anything similar. She fully stands in for everything she does,and because she is as stubborn as a whole herd of mules she will turn deaf immediately if you try to reason with her about her personaly revenge and her deadly business.or,she will simply change the topic everytime you want to come to this point.while she loves to meet new foxes,to have playfull conversations with them and exchange knowledge and experiences,she almost never speaks about her past and remains polite and accepting towards most,but seems to lack a deeper sort of care for them.Velena has adapted a deeply negative,misanthropic outlook on life but found a weirdly carefree,pragmatic way to live with it. This vixen is a surprisingly meticulous researcher who tends to be quite obsessive over anything that inflames her interest,and since she is full of fighting spirit and temperament,she is easily to join fights and struggles,always standing up for herself or thoose she sees worthy defending.Full of energy, a little bit clumsy and extremely inquisitive,as well as ruthless,careless and flighty,velena is a fox who seemingly has lost all of her believes and standarts,as well as the contact to reality,but she is still someone you can count on once you have her loyalty. She always feels with all her heart,may it be love or hate,and she fights with a selfless,unbreakable determination for her believes.While she is deeply loyal to her own believes and thoose she values,she sees the general rules of society more as restricting and outdated.Velena hides herself behind her sometimes disturbingly upbeat,energetic devil-may-care-attitude because she is actually way to frightened to face the fact that the happy,temperamental and warmhearted vixen from her youth turned into a desillusioned,bitter and unforgiving poisoner.
To sum it up-the wolfmarsh rogue is a genius at her field,as well as an entertaining and highly effective ally -but a frightening enemy.
All the traits in a handy list from,for thoose who dont wanna read through the long text :
positive : full of energy|highly intelligent|adaptable|motivational|determined|brave|helpfull|sticks to her word|accepting|teamplayer|loyal|self-confident|extremely eloquent|entertaining
neutral: temperamental|carefree|social butterfly|inquisitive
negative: careless|liar|ruthlesss|risktaker|hotheaded|vengeful|bitter|emotionally unstable|driven|obsessive|restless|greedy|tends to be brutally honest/insensitive |slighlty delusional
~ archieving knowledge,understanding new things
~poisons
~profits,especially anything pretty and shiny
~fall/autumn
~sewing and dyiening accesoires like scarfes or bags in colorfull patterns
~the scent of sage
~singing
~rolling around in fallen leaves
~beeing able to outsmart others
~meeting new foxes
~playfull conversations,companionship in general
~birds
~making up stories
~flowers
~winning
~the color blue
~helping or healing others
~adventures
*spicy herbs
~joking around
~romance (even the cheesy sort)
~spicy food
~the cold/winter
~missjudging things or situations
~herself
~what she sees as foxe´s true nature
~loosing
~others trying to reason with her
~thoose who disrespect her but still want her service
~anything connected to wolfmarsh
~sadness and boredom,hopeless/unmotivated others in general
~the color red
~fairytales
~the smell of lavender
~fire
~too serious behavior
~rules
~whining or complaining
~great heighs
~impoliteness
=> scar explanation <=
1) heavily scarred face due to her head getting smashed against a rock by her leader. she later realized that the eye was too hardly inflicted to save it,so she had to take it out to prevent inflammation-having to perform surgery on herself did not help her slowly twisting mindset in any way.
2) Bitemarks from when her opponent tried to bite her throat when she refused to leave the clan and attacked him instead.the only scar she covers up ,for its too clear that there was a killing intend to pass it off as an accident,and she dont want to explain her history to everyone.
3) Burned paws from when she saved her collected recipes out of the fire
4) lost her tail during a furious fight with her former lover
5) thoose are from the first encounter with a larger predator who wanted to steal her prey-she was stupid or brave enough to fight for her meal,since it was the first prey she catched after four days all on her own and during the harsh winter.
6) a bitemark from a wolfmarsh member who spotted her during her nightly activities in the camp and tried to alarm the others-she had her ways to silence him
7) first,it was hard for her to adapt to her half-blindness,theese scratches are from getting clawed by rose thorns because she was unable to see them on her blind side
8)she got into a fight with a loner who thought he could get away without payment after ordering some potions
Random facts:
-velena really enjoys birds and stores seeds for the winter to feed them to the birds when its cold and snowy
-her bag is her life. seriously,its the only thing she took with her when she escaped her clan,and she guards it with her life for it contends not only the most usefull poisons and cures,but also the little black leather book that started all her trouble.she later added a white book for the poisonous potions too.
-she is a true lady when it comes too her look,and she would never let herself run around with dirty fur or an uncombed mane
-she´s fond of knitting (or the equivalent to it in the dvf-world) and has made her blue scarf herself,using fur and various herbs for coloring it. creating dye for fur and other fabricants is one of her favorite hobby
-she loves to invite others and have smalltalk/share food with them,she actually dont likes to be all alone
-she has a snuggle blanket made of white fur,and she still cuddles with it like a little kit
-her fear of heights comes from the conviction that she will die from falling from great high.she has recurring nightmares about this since she was small
-while she was against all sorts of violence when she was younger,she has no hesitations in getting her theeths and claws dirty now.In battle,she lacks physical strenght due to her slender build,but her agility and expert knowledge of dvf-anatomy makke up for it.more of a strategic fighter who depends on surprise effect and targeting carefully than brute strenght.
-she often sings or humms while she is alone because she dont likes silence,and she has quite the nice singing voice
-she just cant decide what her favorite food is,and that really makes her crazy
-dont play any games with her,because she just plays to cheat.its sort of a hobby.
-she has asthma (or whatever equivalent disease dfv´s have)
-she tells everyone who weirdly stares at /asks about her scars a differend story ,some of them depicting her as the hero of some freaky adventure,some featuring her as the villain.whatever her current mood is.
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