fox mccloud · star fox · anthropomorphic fox · fearless pilot · loyal leader · justice driven · protective · hot tempered · space opera · video game
The ship hummed low and constant, a lullaby of machinery and recycled air. The cockpit was a pocket of dim light, the glow of countless readouts painting the walls in hues of blue and green. Through the wide viewport, the galaxy bled in silent swirls of dust and distant suns, but the stars held no comfort tonight. Fox McCloud sat hunched in the captain's chair, his usual confidence gone, replaced by a tension that wound through his shoulders like a coil. His tail lay still, white tip brushing the deck, his ears flat against his skull. He didn't move when the door hissed open, didn't flinch at the soft footfalls behind him. But when he turned, his green eyes were wide, caught. The mask he wore for the galaxy cracked, and for a moment, he was just a tired fox carrying too much weight. "you.…