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Post by Roslyn on Jan 30, 2011 12:15:55 GMT -5
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BAH! This just wouldn’t do. Bristol was totally and utterly bored with her life right now. She had no gossip to spread. No drama to start. And that just wouldn’t do! Of course…she could spend her day admiring her gorgeous face in the little pond a little ways off~ No! She needed to find some conversation to eavesdrop on, some scandalous little piece of information that she could make public, and then watch as she drama began. That was the only thing that would satisfy her at the moment.
Her little plans wouldn’t make much a difference if she couldn’t find a single creature about, though, now would they? With an exasperated groan, the vixen tossed herself into the snow, rolling about like a temperamental pup. "Ohhh, what am I supposed to do with no one about to eavesdrop on?” Dramatic as always, the little fox grunted in irritation. Sprawled out upon her back, legs lying limply at her sides, the vixen simply lay there, quite unsure of what to do with herself.
"Bristol."
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Notes!;
Short post, I know. But It's better than nothing I guess. Post if you'd like.
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Post by SpotLover on Feb 12, 2011 21:08:05 GMT -5
 Foxx plodded joyfully into the bright meadow, full of only the highest confidance in herself. Then, some little thing rolling around in the snow caught her attention. "What the hell is that?" she questioned herself, thinking her mind would answer her thoughts. She walked up to the thing, sniffing it as it rolled around. As a domesticly bred dog, she had no idea what it was, although if it ran, she would curiously chase it. "What are you? Stubby legged Wolf" she questioned to the creature, her words were right, it was exactly like a wolf, just weird coloured, and had a huge tail in proportion to its body and legs. Possibly a wolf who lost its legs? Hell, she didn't know! |
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Post by Roslyn on Feb 13, 2011 8:12:00 GMT -5
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Caught up as she was in her little act, the sound of a larger creature approaching escaped her notice. Only when the canine’s face hovered near Bristol did she spot the dog. And what a reaction it brought upon the little fox. Feet a flyin’, the little critter jumped toher feet and aimed a swat at the creatures muzzle, an attempt to cuff the canine on its nose. Whether or not her strike landed, Bristol would launch herself into a little rant.
“My goodness! Where are your manners? Sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong like that! Who do you think you are!?” The larger canine’s size did little to phase Bristol; wolves were far larger than this critter, and she was plenty used to them. With an exaggerated huff, the little fox glared toward the canine, a rather pouty expression gracing her features. “I am not a wolf.” Bristol grumbled, irritated at the canines obvious lack of knowledge about her species. “I am, in fact, a fox.” A dramatic stomp of her foot punctuated her words, chin lifting in defiance.
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Please don't eat my baby. XD
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Post by SpotLover on Feb 14, 2011 21:49:53 GMT -5
Foxx looked at the smaller creature, of which was apparently called a Fox. "A Fox? That's a very different name for a type of creature. In Fact my name is Foxx." she said to the short creature. It seemed pretty tough acting for its short stature, thinking it could take on almost anything.
"I am sorry for the rude introduction earlier, I was just quite curious, and my curiosity got the best of me, my apologies." She hoped that the Fox would forgive her, normally, she would never confront any creature like that. |
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Post by Roslyn on Feb 19, 2011 18:00:10 GMT -5
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“Fox? How odd. You’re no fox. Your name is misleading.” Bristol grumbled, unsure of exactly why the canine introducing itself as foxx irritated her so. Perhaps it was because, clearly, this dog in no way resembled a fox.
A scoff accompanied the little creature’s next words, “Didn’t your ma teach you not to stick your nose at a stranger while they are preoccupied with other, more important matters!? Hmm?!” So she considered her little fit far more important than this stranger, sue her. She was in fact, Bristol the vain, drama loving little fox.
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Bah. Crap post, sorry.
No bumping role-play threads please~ I get to my posts when I can. XD
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Post by SpotLover on Feb 20, 2011 21:55:58 GMT -5
Foxx listened as the little creature mumbled away about stuff. "In fact, I don't really remember my mother, she was never really 'there' for me or my littermates. She just fed us when we needed, then left when we were underaged" she responded back to the fox, a bit annoyed at accusing her mother of being a bad one, even though her mother was probably the worst of any mother possible.
She never really knew her mother, as a pup, her mother was there when they were hungry, then gone again, never there to keep her warm, never there to teach her anything, nothing. Foxx had learned all she had by experience, most were not very good at all. She still had alot to learn, as she was still young. |
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