#Foxfire Story

[residents-of-the-darkforest]

Fox (short story)

He was a murderer. He was a murderer with a body count of two cats, yet he had never felt such intense, dizzying fury as he did today. His entire body burned so hard that he trembled, stomping to and fro, unable to still. 

“I’m glad you are-uh-okay with being with toms, now,” he had told his mate as they rested beneath glowing mushrooms together. “I don’t know if I ever said it, but I’m glad you’re comfortable with me now.” They had been mates for moons--no, years now. He had suspected from the beginning that his love may not be into males, and was pleasantly surprised when they became a poly with their older mates.

He had never wanted to say anything, worried it would make things weird or awkward. Now, he finally felt comfortable enough to say it in passing. He didn’t mean to say it, even then, but he saw the blue light reflecting in his mate’s amber ones and it broke from him.

His mate’s fur had stiffened. Then, “It…it wasn’t because you’re a tom. I mean–yes, realizing I had feelings for you was new, but….it was something else.”

“What?” he had asked, heart sinking.

He had been seeing red ever since.

At last, he was able to think clearly. Coming to a decision, he padded through the trees, searching for the landmarks that others have mentioned. He gathered the fish, then followed different landmarks until, at last, the twins’ scent caught his nose. They were always together, that was no surprise. Scabdrip was purring as Blightrain groomed her fur.

“Eh-em.” He pushed down the fear that pricked in his paws. There were more important things to worry about.

Scabdrip blinked open an eye. “Oh, a visitor! Did you stop by to chat, or do you have a vendetta?”

He dropped the minnows onto the ground. 

“Does he have enough?” Scabdrip asked, eyes closing again. 

His heart began to pound. The price was two minnows, one for the both of them, and he had caught an extra to be on the safe side. Would it still be enough?

Blightrain paused her grooming. “He brought three.”

“Perfect! Enough for Willow’s cough.” To him, she explained, “she’s been feeling unwell. The extra fish will do her good.” She rose to her paws and moved it aside, then picked up the second and swallowed it down. Blightrain took her time with hers, even if it was incredibly small, licking her lips when she was done.

His fur began to prick impatiently  by the time Scabdrip finally asked. “Now who will have the honour of joining us, Foxfire?”

Foxfire met her eyes, returning rage too powerful to allow him to flinch at the icy pupils. “Foxbreeze.”

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@starfalcon555

--No real need to keep his name hidden until the end, but fun anyway. 

--Scab and Blight do care about their family! Look at them, getting food for their niece

[camelspit]

sorry but i think the funniest thing shannon could do is have keefe not actually be responsible for the great gulon incident. like what if the short story came out and it was like "fitz actually did it but everyone assumed it was keefe so he covered for him"

[episims]

Jamie "He must be a proud father."

Shay "Atty's never seen this many dogs before, at once... and these look like him, too. He's a little confused, I think."

Jamie "Oh, I understand completely. I was a little confused too when Will got pregnant."

Felix "You know, since they're Atty's... if you'd want to adopt one of them-"

Shay "Oh, uh. I kind of smuggled Atty to Cedric's house, back when I moved here. He took it well, but I probably shouldn't push my luck more... sorry."

Felix "Yeah, I get it. Just thought to offer."

Hugo "-Emil is coming to see them tomorrow, actually! He said your parents might join, too."

Sara "Damn, just when I have my first shift. I bet my moms will love them!! I'll message Emil that if he finds any of my old plushies, he can bring them along-"

William "How about you, Luke? Now that you live alone, maybe a dog would be a welcome companion?"

Luke "I... I admit they're weirdly cute—but you know my concert schedule is full, Will. I can't sacrifice the little time I have left for creating for dog walks and, uh... you could even try to remember that I'm allergic!!"

[storyboos]

retired ...

[flibbetygibbetsbro]

Genderbent Keefe would dress masculine to mess with Cassius and she would also have an amazing Wolf-cut

[free-air-for-fish]

[18] Chapter 16 Review Syndicate: The Foxfire Book of Appalachian Women

I mentioned before that Chapter 16 introduces me to a lot of interesting books that I wouldn’t be able to get around to on my own time, and the Foxfire series is one of them. The Foxfire series is a product of hard work and passion from the University of North Carolina in Chapel Hill, where faculty and students have been interviewing people in the community for decades to help preserve the…

[foxfireink]

A short story from the past of Rewet Belvaris Haldane, a character from our WIP Outcasts. I write Rewet and the Jepta, a telepathic snow leopard who protects the Haldane family. Crookedwriter writes the Fox (she prefers Vixen), who would probably find the dramatic tone of this piece hilarious.

-Inkwell

Text under cut.

Autumn War

Rewet stood and aimed through the trees, felt the kick of his musket, felt Dag and Lees on either side of him, standing shoulder to shoulder. They knelt to reload, trusting the line ahead of them to field the next shot. Shoot, kneel, reload. Infantry made the difference. Rewet hoped it did; that was all they could get up the mountain. The Navy’s job was to round the coast and hit Eladel’s beaches to the south with what cavalry their country of miners and herdsmen could pull together. This was a new kind of warfare, straight from the Continent’s War. The sword at his hip and the years of practice it represented wouldn’t be employed unless something went very, very wrong. It wasn’t long before things did. First came the bear. Rewet watched it barrel up to his right, watched every gun go off with the deafening sound of panic, watched the bear take out six men before someone managed to fell it. He clamped down on his fear and dropped to the wet ground to reload. The air smelled of gunpowder and wet leaves. He couldn’t react strongly, had to breathe, had to reload. He was either a strength or he was a liability. He was the youngest Haldane here at war in Eladel, and the Jepta was needed elsewhere. Adaned had explained it to him, and he had promised. Some of the Delics rode deer into battle, springing into the gap the bear had formed. They turned the terrain to their advantage and cleared the way for the infantry the Delics were fast learning to form into organized ranks. Rewet shot, knelt, reloaded, watching the devastation out of the corner of his eye because not knowing was worse, frightened him, and he had promised. A cry came up from behind him and wavered through the ranks; some kind of animal had turned up back there— Dag jerked and dropped. So did the man beyond him and the woman at Lees’ shoulder. The line in front of them rose in time to take the next shots, and for a moment there was nothing to watch out of the corner of his eye, but there were Delics advancing in front of him, right at him. “She’s here! To the prince!” The space disappeared in a rush of shoulders and guns. Rewet turned away and pressed his arm against his skull, trying to force calm. His friends were doing their job. He had to do his. The Jepta had to stay where it was, further down the mountain, cutting off a Delic supply line. He could feel it listening inside his head. /I’m alright, house cat,/ he thought to it. /We’re fine up here./ He smelled smoke. /Open your eyes./ The words snarled through his mind. Rewet straightened. “We’re cut off behind. We’ve got to push south!” Lees shouted in his ear, shoving him. Rewet staggered, following the shoulders and guns ahead of him. The smoke came from his left now, where the rear of their division had been. Flame, feeding on a century of leaves and debris. Rewet pushed south. He didn’t see the Fox until she leaped down from a tree, dropping a soldier and springing gracefully to the side as the Imadans scrambled to shoot and reload. Rewet copied them, fumbling, not wanting to look away. As a result he loaded in a small gap between volleys, and raised his gun to the red fox among the leaves in a moment that filled and expanded in his mind. My lands are fire, as yours are snow. He leveled a musket at the Fox of Eladel, the symbol of the Delic resistance, and the only thing he could do was listen to that snatch of old song.

[malcolmschmitz]

Heya, Tumblr! I wrote a short story for FoxFire Fiction's campaign setting, Talmenor. This is another fable-- a wandering princess, wings made of wax, and the wisest woman in the world.

[purgatory-jar]

Foxfire - a pinefest fic

fic by: kilvmaim (@scatterbugged here on tumblr!)

art by: purgatory-jar

Summary: Castiel is just some guy he met at Chili's, except for the fact that he's not just some guy, really.

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Edit: link to the fic has been added!

I'm so glad I'm finally able to share the art I did for Hannah's Pinefest fic! It was a pleasure working on this story and I couldn't have asked for a better author!

I think I'm the first one posting, so the link to the fic might be up a lil later today, I'll add it to this post and I'll reblog the pinefest masterpost as soon as they're up! In the meantime, you can find the promo post here: x

[residents-of-the-darkforest]

First Word (short story)

It should have been a happy moment.

It was the moment all parents look forward to and never forget. 

Harekit was the first. She was the first of her litter to do everything, to wobble, to open her eyes, to babble, and now, to talk. It had been unexpected, but first words tend to be. Birchflight was resting on her side, purring while the kits tussled clumsily at her belly. Foxfire had been laying, half-asleep with his chin on her shoulder, while Gorseheart groomed Emberdawn’s head-fur. 

Harekit then broke apart from her brothers, wobbling clumsily over to Gorseheart and Emberdawn, who smiled warmly down on her. Harekit looked like she wanted to communicate, and they had all expected babble. 

Gorseheart’s heart froze.

“Da.”

She had said “Da.”

Everyone cooed, cheering as loud as they could without frightening the kits. Foxfire jerked his head up, ears perked and smiling widely. Birchflight’s pupils dilated, and Emberdawn lowered her chin to the floor to level with Harekit. Harekit was blinking expectantly at Gorseheart, completely unaware that she had done anything worthwhile at all. She only wanted his attention.

Gorseheart loved her, he loved her with all of his heart. But in all the preparation for new kits, he hadn’t been ready for how this moment would make him feel. Without a word, he hurried away, ducking through the tunnel and bounding a couple tail-lengths across the ground before stopping abruptly. 

Immediately, he regretted leaving. Harekit must be so confused. He wondered if she was crying now because he had ignored her and left, yet he couldn’t bring himself to go back. Not yet. He needed a little time. 

“What was that?” a gentle voice asked. Foxfire padded over to join him. 

“I’m sorry,” Gorseheart’s own voice shook. “Is she okay?”

“Perfectly.” His eyes lit up, likely thinking about Harekit’s first word. “You don’t seem to be. They may be small as mice, but you don’t need to be scared when they talk!”

Gorseheart wiped his paw over his nose. “It just reminded me of something, is all.”

Foxfire frowned. “Must be something pretty bad. I’ve never seen someone run away when their kit says their first word. Oh yeah, Webstripe!” He grinned, trying to lighten the mood.

Gorseheart huffed a laugh, appreciating him for it. But he was still unsteady, needing to dig his claws into the ground to keep himself up.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Foxfire offered, laying his tail over Gorseheart’s. Gorseheart thought about it, then shook his head. The time would come to tell Foxfire and Birchflight about Jaykit, but now didn’t feel like the time. He didn’t want to spill his feelings right now, especially not without Emberdawn wanting to talk about it too. He just wanted to suppress it, at least for now, and go back to the kits. Harekit had said a word for the first time. Now was the time to celebrate.

“Come on,” He said, picking a soft, wilting daisy from the ground. “Harekit should get a gift.”

He led the way back into the den, grateful to see Harekit sleeping in Emberdawn’s paws with her brothers, and not crying as he had been expecting, in spite of Foxfire’s reassurances.

“Is everything okay?” Birchflight asked in a mixture of confusion and concern, curled in a ball against Emberdawn’s belly. Emberdawn’s eyes met Gorseheart’s, much more knowing. 

“Yeah, just a scare,” Gorseheart told them. Curling between them all, he was grateful when they didn’t say anything more, moving the conversation instead to what they thought Adderkit’s and Larkkit’s first words would be. Gorseheart resolved to react better when that time came, and hoped that he would be better prepared.

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--Reminder that Jaykit died shortly after saying his first word, which was ‘da.’

--Emberdawn is still pregnant at this point, probably close to giving birth.

@starfalcon555​

[chocolate-mallowmelt]

i just spent like twenty minutes explaining the plot of the first kotlc book to my mom at a restaurant (i didn’t even get to sophie going to foxfire 💀💀) when the server came over to take our bill and i fell silent and the server just looked at me and said “you can keep telling your story, it sounds interesting” and i nearly died

also like two seconds in my plot summary my mom said “are these books why you’re so weird?” 💀💀💀

[episims]

Household: Root

I kinda want to have informative summaries but I realized that I rarely share my thoughts of what's going on (apart from occasional blabbering in the tags) and eh. Who cares about that, even. But I have a feeling that not many care that much about who got a promotion and whatnot during the last round, either.

So I'll try this kind of commentary thing out.

During the last round, Judi and Ally broke up after Judi got pregnant. She wanted to keep the baby, Ally really truly did not. What they had in common was a total inability to understand each other's views.

Tbh I wasn't a huge fan of their dynamics to start with. Ally likes to be the center of attention, which frankly is impossible to do when Judi's in the same room. And Judi needs someone who sees through her facade, which I don't think Ally ever wanted to do.

So I wasn't sure what to do with them, but I sure didn't plan for Judi to get pregnant either! That was about the messiest possible way for them to part ways, sigh. But what's done is done, and now Judi is in this alone, which... might not be a completely bad thing?

[bebemoon]

look for the name: EVEY

@resurrectionfern

{top images} selkie "fête des fleurs 'love story'" organdy empire-waisted dress w/ petticoat and adjustable bustle

{hair} ancient future golden, silver and dangling shell trinkets pendants strung into model's scarf-warpped curls

alkemia "foxfire" perfume

gucci black leather multi-strap heeled boots w/ pearl strand detailing

[qibsichan]

“I POSSESS A QUESTION, ONE ASKED OF MY PEOPLE. I AM BLESSED TO HAVE BEEN BROUGHT TO LIFE SURROUNDED NOT BY HERETICAL HUMANS BUT BY THESE "SMALLER BODIES". THEY HAVE WELCOMED ME TO THEIR QUARTERS.”

There's a new toy on board! Introducing BigNap! (Unless a more eloquent name is suggested!)

Sarificed for research and condemned to an unsustainable body, Theodore Grambell's old body has melted away at the hands of Miss Delight and Harley Sawyer. His mind has been reignited in a different vessel - one twelve feet tall and with the power to tear a school bus in half.

But it's alright, because while BigNap may be vengeful and venomous, he's quite the dear little kitty to those dang Smaller Bodies in the Playcare.

So much so that he's introduced in the very first chapter of Destroy-A-Toy! It's underway!

Now, Bigger Bodies Catnap's question is:

(He asks because his debut is in the very first story for DAT and therefore his formatting must be worked out.)

How This Creature Works

Big Catnap, as colloquially named by the Critters, children and teachers of the Playcare, is the new-and-improved replacement for that old, faulty thing who cried too much. He is twelve feet tall and an absolute tank - if you ignore the protruding ribcage and ominous growling stomach.

Appearance

The same as the Catnap found in the original Poppy Playtime. Big Catnap is a large, scrawny creature with a protruding spinal chord and disconcerting slices of ribcage jutting from his paper-thin skin. His eyes are minuscule and set deep into mouth-like sockets. His fur is abyssal-dark felt soft to the touch.

Deep inside his throat, if one were to look, pipes could be found. Who knows what they produce?

Personality

Quiet, docile and allegedly "friend-shaped" (according to my friend Foxfire), this Catnap looks like he can kill you but is in fact a cinnamon roll. At least, to people he likes. Otherwise you can expect yourself to be on the plate.

BigNap is possessive over the Playcare children and loving towards toy experiments - but has a VERY strong hostility to humans. This is an issue because of the upcoming Toy Tour…

Theodore gasses the children not out of obligation but out of concern for their health and sleep.

Biology

A creature of this size requires LOTS of food. The problem is - he isn’t given the correct amount. Why drain resources for an experiment that may not survive anyway? As such, Big Catnap is constantly just one bite off from a full belly.

His tank possesses MUCH greater quantities of poppy gas - however, it’s watered down. The gas:

Takes up to 10 minutes to knock out children and 30 for adults

Does not leach oxygen

Works slowly but surely to lull the victim to sleep

This is NOT how Smaller Bodies Catnap works. Her smoke is quick-working and oppressive while this Catnap works much more as a calm, steady, peaceful lull to sleep.

-���🌙✨-

[permanently-stressed]

Things Elfs Say On Social Media Pt4

(Dex) "New meme format just dropped: *picture of Biana in an elaborate gown with jewels posing elegantly, Sophie running away from the camera and Keefe in a silly over dramatic pose behind them*"

(Elwin) "I'd like to publicly say that you should NOT randomly apply elixirs. Read the bottle, know what it's for, make smart decisions"

(Keefe) "@ sophiefoster Elwin is throwing shade at you again"

(Sophie) "I deserve it tbh"

"There's three imps on the loose in the Level One hall. WHO IS LETTING THE DIZZNEE TRIPLETS GET THEIR HANDS ON ANIMALS"

(Fitz) @ Keefe Sencen we both know the Dizznee triplets had nothing to do with this

(Keefe) "How dare! I'm but a small, sweet ray of sunshine who can do no wrong"

(Fitz) "@ sophiefoster"

(Sophie) "are you sure about that, keefe?"

"I think the council is using the foxfire kids to test how far Elvin society's gullibility stretches. There's no way all the stories are real"

"What did they say now?"

"There's a rumor about them having to evacuate the school two times on the same week?"

(Maruca) "that's... pretty tame"

(Jensi) "this is my application to sit in the cafeteria with the Political Secrets And Scandals Club"

(Keefe) "state your case"

(Jensi) "I sleep with a stuffed animal and sleep less than two hours each night"

(Keefe) "Welcome To The Family!"

"Tribunal This Saturday! Placing bets on who is on trial"

"50 lusters on Sophie Foster"

"No one in their right mind will bet against that"

"Okay, correction: Place bets on why Sophie Foster is on trial"

"50 lusters it has to do with fire"

"Again, no one in their right mind will bet against that."

"How to not take Alchemy in Foxfire no borax no glue"

(Sophie) "my tip is manifesting another ability"

(Keefe) "torture your mentors by turning their desks into silver"

(Stina) "if you value your life don't listen to advice from genetically engineered elfs. I promise you they don't know what they're doing either"

"@ sophie foster can you give me life advice"

(Sophie) "always be a good communicator, no matter what."

(Fitz) "🤔"

(Sophie) "shut up fitz"

(Keefe) "@ Biana Vacker how does it feel to be the best sibling in your family?"

(Biana) "it feels great actually. what did he do?"

(Keefe) "he ate the last butterblast"

(Fitz) "i ate two butterblasts. of the fifteen. that I baked. you literally had the other thirteen"