Traydon River

This river is famously known for its fish!

Burning, Burning, Burning...
IP: 24.99.223.67
Posted on December 22, 2014 at 02:51:07 PM by Bandit's Rage

Bandit’s Rage continued to ease forward, her mis-matched red and green eyes locked on her target. Something then suddenly caught her eye past her quarry. She took a glance to get a solid look at another fox. She narrowed her eyes slightly, noticing his target was the same as her own. Her ears laid back momentarily as she suddenly darted forward about the same time as he leapt to pounce on the rabbit. A grin flashed upon her maw as the rabbit started to bolt away from her hunters. The vixen reacted almost instinctively with a Teleport.

She disappeared, reappearing right on top of where she expected her prey to be. She calculated correctly only for the fact there was another fox after the same thing. Rage was able to easily snatch the rabbit and continued running forward, as teleporting with a suddenly dead animal was more difficult than teleporting oneself. The black and white vixen looked over her shoulder, a playful look in her eyes that invited a friendly chase. Rarely did Bandit’s Rage ever encounter another fox. As much as she was unique in her ways herself, sometimes getting back to your roots was necessary.

That initial though suddenly was fleeting, as it brought memories of her mother. No, not getting back to your roots. She refused to acknowledge her own mother, but rather getting back to the basics. Pure instinct of what it means to truly be a fox. Her white tipped bottle brush tail trailed being her as she ran across the snow, hoping Cedric was willing to give in to the game, a playful smile on her features the entire time.


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