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Vix firmly believes in head before heart. She's calculating, and prides herself on being one step ahead of the enemy.

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a character in “The Time Of Secrets”, as played by ChaosReborn



Name: Vix

Age: 24

Species: Fox Shapeshifter

History: Vixen was raised in the heart of the forest, with the wolves. They were her family in every way except in blood. She was still true to her nature though. She relied on trickery, and sly cunning to get by instead of brute strength. She tended to use her wits to make a difference and that quality made her an apt spy. The leader of the Pack-Calamus-decided to use those attributes to his advantage. When she became a teenager, he sent her away to live among humans, and to infiltrate the King's home.

She became a servant in the castle, and after a few years of exemplary service eventually a handmaiden to the princess.

Somewhere along the way she became a different person too.

She's still cunning, and has a wry sense of humor, but she's more demure. Quieter. Harder to read.

It's been a long time since Vix had the luxury of being herself. She's had to learn the tongue of the enemy, learn how they live, and how to carry herself so she was just like them. She never forgot her training with the wolves, but she buried it so deep, she had to dig to unearth it again. For all intents and purposes she is human, and she needs Rose to believe that more that more than anyone.

She's devoted alot of time to the princess.

Anticipating her needs.

Washing her clothes.

Bringing her food.

Listening to her troubles.

She's convinced herself none of it matters, because this all feeds into the character she is playing. She is loyal to the wolves who raised her, and to Calamus who took her in. And yet a part of her worries about the day she is found out. She isn't a child anymore and the consequences will be severe.

But all she can do is play her part, and on nights where she's given free reign to roam where she wants she continues to report back home.

Taking all the care in the world to not be caught.

After all it wouldn't do for the princess' loyal servant to be discovered as a another wild creature to be hunted, right?


So begins...

Vix's Story


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A smile graced Red’s lips as she road into town. She had been gone for about three months this time. Red had chased a bounty for some jewelry thief. The job took so long because the idiot got on a ship. Red was furious she had to cross part of the ocean for him. Red was more furious when the man surprise attacked her with a dagger. The silver blade hurt like hell. In the end, Red won the fight. She had to hold back from killing the man. He was worth more alive. Though, this didn’t stop Red from beating him into a bloody pulp.

Instead of going home, Red decided to spend a night at Jolly’s Inn. Red lived in Jasmine’s, Quinn’s wife, brothel. When she had first lived with her aunt and uncle, it was too much for her to be in her family’s home. She saw the bloodbath reoccur at the randomness times. It was finally decided she should stay somewhere else. The only place available was a room at the brothel. Jasmine’s sister worked there, so she kept an eye out for Red. All the girls looked out for Red in all honesty. Red was rarely at the brothel though. She was too busy exploring the town.

Red made sure Winter was settled in the stables before even thinking of leaving for her room. Winter was her white Shire horse. The horse was eight years old and huge just because of her breed. Red adored the horse. The horse seemed to be fond of her as well. Red would get unwanted jokes when strangers saw her with Winter. The horse towered over most people, but especially over Red. Red was at the mere height of four feet and eleven inches. She brushed Winter, gave her sugar cubes, and kissed her nose before leaving to her room.

Once in her room, Red washed up and changed. She changed into a black dress with long and fitting sleeves. Red slid on her red cloak after. She lifted her skirt to secure two leather straps to each thigh. The straps held four silver throwing knives each. Next, she slid a dagger into her left riding boot’s hidden sheath. Red looked at her bow and arrows as she put her collar on. It was the collar Rose had made for Red. The collar had been too small as Rose gave an inaccurate description of her new pet. She had called Red a cute little wolf pup.

In the end, Red decided to leave the arrows and bows. If anything happened, she had enough weapons to defend herself. It didn’t take Red long to walk to the bar. The bar was buzzing with life. She navigated through the room and was glad to find an empty seat at the bar. Red wondered if she would overhear some good information tonight. The information she had was stale, and she was no closer to finding the pack or wolf that ruined her life. Red couldn’t wait for the day she would find them. Though, after so long, Red wasn’t sure what she’d do to them.

As she sipped the beer she ordered, her light green eyes wandered around. Her hood was up, so her eyes were luckily shaded. Red didn’t need to have a fight start up because of some silly eye contact. She watched with little interest as people gambled, argued, laughed, and even danced. A soft and content sigh escaped her lips. It felt good to be back in town. Red wondered if anything interesting would happen tonight. She smiled at people who came close enough to catch her gaze. Red wondered if flirting would be needed to get information tonight.