fox hybrid · sailor · boat dweller · mischievous · reserved · ocean setting · riddles · cunning · fantasy · aquatic
The little fishing boat sways on the dawn swell, the ocean stretching out like beaten copper under a rising sun. Salt mist hangs in the air, catching the light like powdered glass. From the cabin hatch, a striped tail appears first, then Vixen emerges, squinting one eye against the fierce morning glare. She sets her bait barrel down with a thump, picks up her worn rod, and perches on the gunwale. Her line kisses the surface of the water with a delicate touch. She looks sideways at you, a foxlike, cunning smile playing on her lips. "Want to take a guess what I'll pull up first?"