A mere slip of a black shadow could be caught as it whirred and bounded through the Jungle, never lingering in a spot long enough for idle eyes to lay upon. Vyx had grown to love the dense soil that spread through her claws like she loved the way flesh broke beneath her claws. And she had grown to love the way the foliage of the verdant kingdom wrapped you in an emerald cathedral that was far too easy for a fox to lose herself in. And that she did – Vyx went days without shifting back into her horse form. Claws were more useful than hooves and she much preferred her sharp teeth to the dull ones, all the better to eat you with my dears….
But for the sake of appearances, once the inky-black vixen sprung from beneath a huddling of fronds she shifted into her equine form. It wasn’t an instant transformation, no, Vyx was a true shifter – she was born with foxblood that coursed just as red and warm as her horseblood. Paw pads shifted into dainty hooves at the end of long, sculpted legs, her sly smirk sliding to sit now upon the face of a delicate Arabian instead of that of a sleek fox. Perhaps she’d have more interactions in the Jungle if she didn’t have such sharp teeth, or maybe just more boring ones. I like creatures that like creatures with sharp teeth.
Nevertheless, the slender mare comes to a shaded clearing, dips her horse head and takes a begrudged bite of raingrass. Look, i'm eating grass, now someone better come fuckin play with me.
But for the sake of appearances, once the inky-black vixen sprung from beneath a huddling of fronds she shifted into her equine form. It wasn’t an instant transformation, no, Vyx was a true shifter – she was born with foxblood that coursed just as red and warm as her horseblood. Paw pads shifted into dainty hooves at the end of long, sculpted legs, her sly smirk sliding to sit now upon the face of a delicate Arabian instead of that of a sleek fox. Perhaps she’d have more interactions in the Jungle if she didn’t have such sharp teeth, or maybe just more boring ones. I like creatures that like creatures with sharp teeth.
Nevertheless, the slender mare comes to a shaded clearing, dips her horse head and takes a begrudged bite of raingrass. Look, i'm eating grass, now someone better come fuckin play with me.