*In the Arctic* A Fox RP

Name:Crow
Age:1
Gender:Vixen
Description:Pure White With a Gray Chest.its rare but beautiful.
Personality:quiet, pretty, she has great sense of smell and sight.she is find but fearce when fighting.she is very brave and strong
Mate?:She Wants Blade Very bad
Pups?:Wants Badly
Other:she has been looking for a mate for a long time.
When she was half a year old, her best friend, Tangle, betrayed her and her mother and sister.Her Sister was killed misteiously one night.her other best friend whent missing to.there were always weird screeching and howling sounds in the woods.one day, Crow and Her Mother stumbled apon Tangle.Tangles brother, Vix, and his sister Rain, were with him, along with many other foxes, Crow and her mother fought them, but her mother died in the battle.Crow rescued her sister and best friend.months later her best friend died and so did her sister.she has a long scar on her front leg and her muzzle.
 
Later that night, Luna and Blade were lying in their den, both licking the last remains of a fat hare that they had caught earlier.  Every moment that Luna spent with Blade, she loved him more and more.  Finally, although she didn't know how Blade would react, she burst out, "Blade, you're so courageous and handsome.  Will you be my mate?"
Blade growle and licked her, before whispering "Yes!"
 
Isolt sat next to Evron, He's nice. she thought and pounced at two fish in the river. Isolt caught them and threw them to Evron and Jay "Here, I think we can all be friends!" she said cheerfully.
 
Bramble tried as hard as she could to grab hold of a test, but failed miserably and fell down squealing.

Scythe went to hunt.

Heather nudged Bramble to try and feed. She knew that if a cub couldn't eat, then it would quickly deteriorate.

Frost huddled together with her brother. Her eyes were finally starting to open, although her vision was still blurry and she could only make out shapes.
 
Heather nudged Bramble to try and feed. She knew that if a cub couldn't eat, then it would quickly deteriorate.

Frost huddled together with her brother. Her eyes were finally starting to open, although her vision was still blurry and she could only make out shapes.
Bramble grabbed on and started to suckle slowly and weakly.

Scythe had killed three snow hates, and was on the way.
 
Bramble grabbed on and started to suckle slowly and weakly.

Scythe had killed three snow hates, and was on the way.

She cleaned Bramble once she had finished eating. Heather saw Scythe returning with three snow hares. She ran out of the den to meet him, and buried a couple for harder times. She licked him on the nose before returning back to the cave.
 

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