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foxyfrolic · 30 minutes
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Chester fox giving a "kiss" to his partner, Honey, last night. Foxes will often show affection when greeting their partner by nuzzling and licking each other's muzzles.
This image is also a good example of the size and build difference between a male and female fox. Honey (female, on the left) is shorter with a much smaller, slimmer head. Chester (male, on the right) is taller with a bigger, blockier head. The head and face are often the best ways to tell a male from a female fox. Adult males will usually have those big, wide heads while females have much slimmer, more delicate features.
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foxyfrolic · 1 hour
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Got an absolute banger of a comm from @toothlessego of my vulpine menace !!! You should absolutely go get yourself one if you’ve got the means!!!
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foxyfrolic · 1 hour
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// trying to poke at concepts of their more Op abilities when they get more tails and it sounds so silly when I put them into words, I sound like a 12 yr old LMAO
“And then they can turn into a shooting star and use their own body as a projectile and burn hotter than the sun and and and-“
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foxyfrolic · 2 hours
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foxyfrolic · 4 hours
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"Oh no! Tagging in your gentrified neighborhood"
Seen in Wellington, Aotearoa / New Zealand
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foxyfrolic · 5 hours
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If they had a kid meme
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foxyfrolic · 5 hours
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(viviskull) ((one thing that stood out to me about your fox? They were mischievous to most folks in general to keep strangers at a distance, but when we got our lil kitsunes close in terms of a familial friendship? Turns out they are secretly starving for social affection and had to cope with that loneliness by willing isolation in some extent. And that’s what drew me in more since I am a sucker for soft core characters.))
// OUCHIE… yeah, you got it :’3 Hit the nail right on the head.
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foxyfrolic · 6 hours
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What is something about my portrayal[s] that sticks out?
Example being; my muses ticks they have, the way they talk, etcetera.
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foxyfrolic · 6 hours
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“Back before my mom started scolding us for it, my sister n’ I used to tussle a lot.” The astral beast starts, before leaning back to stick their leg out, wiggling their toes a little, revealing a now faded, but still distinctly jaw and tooth shaped scar along the backside of their Achilles tendon.
“She managed to get me good here— Bit down so hard that ma had to take me to the doctor to get it fixed.” She chuckles, leg still extended as they look over the old wound fondly. “We were both grounded for a week after that, and we didn’t do a lot of scuffing around, either. Neither of us were very keen on our ma’s threats to send us to Charm School.”
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foxyfrolic · 6 hours
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They tilt their head and angle their left ear into the other’s line of sight, showing him a noticeable couple of notches and tears along the edge of their otherwise neat-looking ear.
“You see these? I got just these after I first left home, just as I was shaking the kit-fluff out of my pelt. Got into a fight over a rabbit— One that I definitely caught first— with a wild cat.” They straighten up again, giving their ear a cheeky flick before continuing.
“I was a lot brasher back then, freshly fallen to the surface and thinking I could take on anything with my bitter rage alone. And to my credit, I managed to walk away with the better half of the kill, even if my ear stung.”
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foxyfrolic · 6 hours
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Send me ϟ for my muse to tell yours the story behind one of their scars.
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foxyfrolic · 7 hours
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Gods, they hate when someone manages to approach them without their noticing well in advance— The shock that sends a jolt through their entire body, from their heart to the tips of their ears, it hurts, having such a strong reaction strike such a finely tuned nervous system, and they can’t help how uncharacteristically irritable it makes them.
But it happens, when they get lost in the flow of painting, and all they can do now is try to mitigate the awkwardness of the silence between them and the other, until they gruffly (a little more than they intended), break the quiet, their paint covered paws dripping a colorful mess on the concrete beneath their feet.
“… Yeah??”
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foxyfrolic · 7 hours
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// trying to shake the cobwebs off and do an open starter but Ough my writing feels so bland and clunky
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foxyfrolic · 9 hours
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// what if they just drove a van everywhere. A magic van. Magic van life
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foxyfrolic · 9 hours
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// MORE foxes
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foxyfrolic · 9 hours
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The world is really pretty at night, and—it's all so—silent. Twitter | Ko-Fi | Patreon
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foxyfrolic · 11 hours
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// MORE foxes
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