Blaze/Fennec Fox/ Female
Blaze looked around, her massive, black-tipped ears pressed against the sides of her head. She was atop a tall, broad oak tree she had climbed to escape the floods and the earthquakes. Cautiously, she climbed down, paw after paw, razor-like claws gripping on the bark. Nearly at the bottom now…
She slipped!
Blaze gave a small yelp of alarm, before quickly righting herself to land on her paws. Luckily, she only fell about one and a half feet up the tree. The ground was still soggy underneath her paws. It gave a loud squelch everytime she put a paw down. She winced, the sound being amplified by her ears and giving her a minor headache. Before long, her beautiful paws were saturated with mud. “Ugh! Disgusting!” She thought, her fur ruffling down her spine. “I blatantly REFUSE to lick my paws to clean them!” She thought, “I guess I better go find some water then, right?” She half-attempted to shake the mud off, but it stubbornly stayed stuck on. She rolled her eyes, and proceeded to head to a lake she knew was close by. After all, she had lived here, for what, a year now?
Squelch, squelch, shlop, shlop. And at last, the dreadful earmurder had stopped. She had reached some dry ground. She gave herself a quick shake-off, then headed on over to the lake.
The lake was beautiful, to say the least. It was heavenly, gorgeous! The sunlight reflected off the surface of the lake, making it brightly sparkle, like light shining through a sapphire. Blaze trotted off to the lakeshore, lapped a small amount of water before jumping right in with a splash! She giggled, paddling around for a bit until her paws felt shiny and spotless again. She climbed out of the lake, and shook herself off, her fur poofed out like a small cloud. She looked around, and spotted a nice, sunny rock. She went up to it, walked back a little, and took a running leap onto the rock. The effort of the jump and the scrabbling afterwards was worth it. She stretched out on the rock, tried to make her fur go back down again by aggressively licking it, failed miserably and gave up. She decided to deal with it later. After all, this was such a lovely, warm spot… why not…
She curled up, and caught sight of the scar poking through her fluffed-out fur. It had healed well, but the mark wasn’t ever going to go away. She shook her head, curled up with her ears pricked, and started to nap.