Well as promised I'm posting on the forum so here we go.
Name: Artemis (or Art)
Age: Young Adult
Species: Red Fox
Role: (to be determined but most likely involving sneaky sneaky, agility, or her unequaled ability to hold conversations with inanimate objects)
Personality/History: Art was formerly a part of the marauding carnivores but has since renounced her ways for reasons known only to herself. Whatever the reason it has driven the young fox towards utter insanity; the word loony takes on whole new meanings. Despite this she means no harm but tends to be slightly paranoid believing that everything is "out to get her."
Rp sample (just for fun :3): The sunshine filtered through the trees that day casting the shadows of leaves all over the forest floor. Blasted things, they were ganging up on her! All those black spots on the ground were growing in number and worst of all they were following her! Art dug at the ground, snapping at the shadows with her teeth but despite her best efforts those black spots seemed to be impervious to harm! A warm summer breeze suddenly gusted, causing the leaves to sway and their shadows to dance, as if in mocking, across the the earth. With a frustrated groan the fox collapsed utterly exhausted.
(Edited to re-size the picture)
