[Name] Marney
[Species] Red Fox
[Gender] Female
[Age; Kit, Young, Young Adult, Adult, Elder] Older Adult
[Rank] Guard
[Lineage] Little else is known about her lineage except that she is from a long line of loners.
[Mate] None.
[Kits] None.
[Personality; At least four sentences please] Marney is known for being stubborn and cantankerous at the best of times, and many put this down to her age, she has no intentions of joining the Veterans anytime soon, a fact that she is quick to remind anyone who suggests it of. She does however know where her loyalties lie and would never dream of questioning authority. She softens around those she is well aquaintened with, and has a soft spot for kits, sometimes wishing that she had become a mother herself. Her patience tends to run very thin indeed with The Chosen and generally any teenage or young adult foxes.
[History; At least three sentences please] Marney was born during an unusually cold spring, as one of four other cubs. The harsh conditions of the previous winter which continued into this spring, however, quickly claimed the lives of the other cubs, and her father was killed by humans as he tried to scavenge food from them. Her mother, who herself was weakened, knew that her last remaining cub would have no chance of surviving as things were, and so, as her strength waned, she brought her young cub to a nearby coven, in the hope that Marney would have a better chance of survival with them rather than her. Her mother died soon after she had left Marney with the coven.
Marney herself was raised into the coven and has stayed there since. Although she does remember her mother, and misses her, she is firmly settled into life within the coven and has never thought of things any other way. A few Veterans used to scorn her for her loner heritage, and thought that she would grow up to be nothing but trouble, yet they were proven wrong about her, and was instead known for being hard-working and loyal, if a little on the impatient side. She is far from impatient about the time she needs to give up her duties, and although she knows that she is not a young fox anymore, woe betide any 'young whipper-snapper' who informs her of this.
[RP Sample; At least four sentences please] Marney much prefered eating alone sometimes, even more so when the younger foxes were around, messing around, making to much noise, and generally being a nuisance. Food was food, however, and she tried to ignore them to instead focus on the small, dead mouse she had in front of her. This seemed to be going well until one of the young foxes nearby stumbled and landed on her.
Marney stood up quickly and turned to face the younger fox, flicking her tail irritably, "Will you watch where you're going!" she snapped.
The younger fox stood up, and murmered an apology before scampering off.
The older female rolled her eyes and slumped back down, tucking into the mouse once more. "Honestly," she hissed quietly, talking to no one in particular.
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