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She was raised in a traditional home in the south, the most of the people who knew her referred to her as head in the clouds and not the most organized girl in the village. She lived an ordinary life until her 15th birthday when her family forgot the special occasion on account of a festival which prompted her to go out on her own.
She left to the river to soak her feet in the warm water and have a bit of a muffin she brought with her when she looked into the water spotting a pink mass spreading in and out like an octopus moving.
“Oh how cool” she said and picked up her other muffin tearing off a piece and tossing it next to the pink mass making it turn and go towards the muffin, coming up revealing a scalp with a head of deep hot pink rich hair, gray skin and pale blue eyes with yellow irises.
“Hey there” she said.
“Hi?” the creature said hiding its mouth under a lily pad.
“Like muffins?” she asked and held one up.
“yes…?” the creature replied.
She tossed it in immediately and the creature took it and moved closer, still only a pair of eyes and so close yet nothing beneath the surface gave the rest of it away except the hot pink hair.
“What do… you like?” the one in the river asked.
“Oh I … don’t know, I dream most of the day” ”Dream?” ”Yeah, think about going places and seeing things, beyond this village, they even forgot my birthday if you can believe it”
”Oh, birthday wish?” ”Hmm… I wish-” ”No tell… wish… silent wish… wish here” the one in the river said as a massive hand the size of a small horse came to the surface gently handing her a small conch “wish here… wish…” ”Oh my god you’re buff! She said laughing as she looked at the pretty hot pink shell and flipped it “What does it do?” ”You… wish… birthday wish” ”Hmm…” She said whispering into it.
“I wish I was a powerful thing, like a demon but kind, like a fox but beautiful, like me but also everything I am not, smart and stuff I wish I could see the world”
The conch went blue and a small fairy shot out of it “M’kay if you say so” it said and flew off in to the sky as she looked up and blinked once “what happened there?” she said and looked to the one in the river who said “Happy… birthday” before sneakily stealing the muffins and submerging in the river.
She spent the new week leaving muffins by the river but never saw it again, but the muffins were always gone and gold was found in their place.
In one night a while later the fairy came back through her window at night “yeah this is the one” it said as a massive fox demon male looked at the girl on the bed.
“This one?” the fox asked.
“Yes” said the fairy ”Okay then, but now I owe you nothing” he said as he moved down, laying down flat over the girl flattening her suffocating her to death slowly under his all covering body. The moment she died he moved on up and bit a hold of her soul slamming it down her body while shooting her full of his energy.
She shot up sitting, a soft pinkish lavender mixed glow around her.
“WHAT THE HELL!?” She screamed as her dad came running with an axe, the fairy and the fox shot out of the window and left her alone as her father came in and saw her glowing like a hotel room under UV lighting.
“What happened!?” He asked.
She stuttered “Well a fairy, a giant armed monster with pink pretty hair and fox demon did something! It’s the muffins! THE MUFFINS I TELL YOU!” she screamed.
He stood there, shut the door and never mentioned it again.
She left home the next year, walking along the river the whole way to the bigger city hoping to reunite with the one in the river but found herself on her own. Eventually she started running and smoothly like water transformed into a fox like creature running on all four. She slowed down able to see everything, smell people miles away, see through the clouds and spectate Athena in the sky.
She walked slower, looking in to the river she couldn’t make out the one in the river but she could make out everything under the otherwise shiny glistening surface.
She moved and before she knew it found herself in the new town, she stepped a single step shifting back to her human form and was able to see everything there too, little details, spot things otherwise missed.
She became a baker who delivered in the morning, she would bake at night, run in the morning in fox form to deliver food and be back and asleep by noon.
When the second great war broke out she moved around a lot to find safety, not looking to join any army for any reason. She sometimes took humans and other mortals under her and moved with but they always died in random raids and attacks.
She lived, they did not.
One night she reunited with the great fox who turned her, she laughed “Still around!?” ”Sorry to disappoint” she said.
“Spoken like a true fox” he said before telling her of the place they would all be going, she looked over his shoulder spotting the thousand or so other spirits like him and sat down as they passed one by one, thousands and much older than that in years past history walked one by one giving her a polite nod, not out of respect but as passing the torch as they wouldn’t remain.
No one saw more of their kind for a long time, her once in a here-and-there babies and others who carried the gene kept the kitsune species alive but she wanted something more.
In a stroke of luck she found herself falling down a hole until the war ended and didn’t bother waking up until a couple hundred years later.
She came out to find the world healing, her story didn’t have much to say about her or her events, much like in human form she didn’t do much. Realizing this, she sat down under a tree and said ‘’Well that was a waste of time”
She felt an everlong void since that birthday so long ago and returned back home to find the river by her village completely run dry.
Four years of work later including digging creeks had restored the water as she walked along the river every day calling out to the one in the river.
Her now empty village and missing mystery encounter nowhere to be found had her life pretty empty, she never missed her family and she never felt that she belonged with humans or with the fox spirits.
She eventually actually gave up resulting in her turning to stone, sitting pretty in fox form.
A hundred more years later someone picked the statue up and put it in his home, it wasn’t until he draped it in a hot pink sash that she came to life and called out “I KNEW IT! YOU ARE BACK!” scaring the poor old man into a heart attack.
She jumped out his window realizing the fabric wasn’t hair and she wasn’t even near her home village as she walked down the street in confusion.
She saw a strange big building “Lie brar ey?” she said and stepped on in.
“Who have hair like this?” she asked pointing to the sash after approaching the librarian.
“No one?” the librarian said laughing.
“water… big hand… pink hair” she said.
“Oh those are legends, you mean the River Fiend, they lure people to the edge of the water and drown them.” ”No… wish…Birthday wish”
“Oh… well go to aisle 5 and down to the back of the walls, I think there’s some about them… check it out for yourself” she was told and walked down picking up a book about the River Fiend and sure enough there was no record of kindness, friendliness or anything such as giving wishes.
She searched the entire library time and time again every tiny little thing about them was read and nothing to make sense of why the thing did what it did.
One day she sat down and looked up, and it all became clear.
“Being something doesn’t mean you have to be that something?” she asked herself as she looked to the sky. “I was a useless human girl, now I chose not to be human, so maybe the kindness was just because of choice” she said to the sky.
It would turn out many years later that in fact it was all about the muffins.
Bio by
ChoaWawa
Art and character design by
Ensoul
She left to the river to soak her feet in the warm water and have a bit of a muffin she brought with her when she looked into the water spotting a pink mass spreading in and out like an octopus moving.
“Oh how cool” she said and picked up her other muffin tearing off a piece and tossing it next to the pink mass making it turn and go towards the muffin, coming up revealing a scalp with a head of deep hot pink rich hair, gray skin and pale blue eyes with yellow irises.
“Hey there” she said.
“Hi?” the creature said hiding its mouth under a lily pad.
“Like muffins?” she asked and held one up.
“yes…?” the creature replied.
She tossed it in immediately and the creature took it and moved closer, still only a pair of eyes and so close yet nothing beneath the surface gave the rest of it away except the hot pink hair.
“What do… you like?” the one in the river asked.
“Oh I … don’t know, I dream most of the day” ”Dream?” ”Yeah, think about going places and seeing things, beyond this village, they even forgot my birthday if you can believe it”
”Oh, birthday wish?” ”Hmm… I wish-” ”No tell… wish… silent wish… wish here” the one in the river said as a massive hand the size of a small horse came to the surface gently handing her a small conch “wish here… wish…” ”Oh my god you’re buff! She said laughing as she looked at the pretty hot pink shell and flipped it “What does it do?” ”You… wish… birthday wish” ”Hmm…” She said whispering into it.
“I wish I was a powerful thing, like a demon but kind, like a fox but beautiful, like me but also everything I am not, smart and stuff I wish I could see the world”
The conch went blue and a small fairy shot out of it “M’kay if you say so” it said and flew off in to the sky as she looked up and blinked once “what happened there?” she said and looked to the one in the river who said “Happy… birthday” before sneakily stealing the muffins and submerging in the river.
She spent the new week leaving muffins by the river but never saw it again, but the muffins were always gone and gold was found in their place.
In one night a while later the fairy came back through her window at night “yeah this is the one” it said as a massive fox demon male looked at the girl on the bed.
“This one?” the fox asked.
“Yes” said the fairy ”Okay then, but now I owe you nothing” he said as he moved down, laying down flat over the girl flattening her suffocating her to death slowly under his all covering body. The moment she died he moved on up and bit a hold of her soul slamming it down her body while shooting her full of his energy.
She shot up sitting, a soft pinkish lavender mixed glow around her.
“WHAT THE HELL!?” She screamed as her dad came running with an axe, the fairy and the fox shot out of the window and left her alone as her father came in and saw her glowing like a hotel room under UV lighting.
“What happened!?” He asked.
She stuttered “Well a fairy, a giant armed monster with pink pretty hair and fox demon did something! It’s the muffins! THE MUFFINS I TELL YOU!” she screamed.
He stood there, shut the door and never mentioned it again.
She left home the next year, walking along the river the whole way to the bigger city hoping to reunite with the one in the river but found herself on her own. Eventually she started running and smoothly like water transformed into a fox like creature running on all four. She slowed down able to see everything, smell people miles away, see through the clouds and spectate Athena in the sky.
She walked slower, looking in to the river she couldn’t make out the one in the river but she could make out everything under the otherwise shiny glistening surface.
She moved and before she knew it found herself in the new town, she stepped a single step shifting back to her human form and was able to see everything there too, little details, spot things otherwise missed.
She became a baker who delivered in the morning, she would bake at night, run in the morning in fox form to deliver food and be back and asleep by noon.
When the second great war broke out she moved around a lot to find safety, not looking to join any army for any reason. She sometimes took humans and other mortals under her and moved with but they always died in random raids and attacks.
She lived, they did not.
One night she reunited with the great fox who turned her, she laughed “Still around!?” ”Sorry to disappoint” she said.
“Spoken like a true fox” he said before telling her of the place they would all be going, she looked over his shoulder spotting the thousand or so other spirits like him and sat down as they passed one by one, thousands and much older than that in years past history walked one by one giving her a polite nod, not out of respect but as passing the torch as they wouldn’t remain.
No one saw more of their kind for a long time, her once in a here-and-there babies and others who carried the gene kept the kitsune species alive but she wanted something more.
In a stroke of luck she found herself falling down a hole until the war ended and didn’t bother waking up until a couple hundred years later.
She came out to find the world healing, her story didn’t have much to say about her or her events, much like in human form she didn’t do much. Realizing this, she sat down under a tree and said ‘’Well that was a waste of time”
She felt an everlong void since that birthday so long ago and returned back home to find the river by her village completely run dry.
Four years of work later including digging creeks had restored the water as she walked along the river every day calling out to the one in the river.
Her now empty village and missing mystery encounter nowhere to be found had her life pretty empty, she never missed her family and she never felt that she belonged with humans or with the fox spirits.
She eventually actually gave up resulting in her turning to stone, sitting pretty in fox form.
A hundred more years later someone picked the statue up and put it in his home, it wasn’t until he draped it in a hot pink sash that she came to life and called out “I KNEW IT! YOU ARE BACK!” scaring the poor old man into a heart attack.
She jumped out his window realizing the fabric wasn’t hair and she wasn’t even near her home village as she walked down the street in confusion.
She saw a strange big building “Lie brar ey?” she said and stepped on in.
“Who have hair like this?” she asked pointing to the sash after approaching the librarian.
“No one?” the librarian said laughing.
“water… big hand… pink hair” she said.
“Oh those are legends, you mean the River Fiend, they lure people to the edge of the water and drown them.” ”No… wish…Birthday wish”
“Oh… well go to aisle 5 and down to the back of the walls, I think there’s some about them… check it out for yourself” she was told and walked down picking up a book about the River Fiend and sure enough there was no record of kindness, friendliness or anything such as giving wishes.
She searched the entire library time and time again every tiny little thing about them was read and nothing to make sense of why the thing did what it did.
One day she sat down and looked up, and it all became clear.
“Being something doesn’t mean you have to be that something?” she asked herself as she looked to the sky. “I was a useless human girl, now I chose not to be human, so maybe the kindness was just because of choice” she said to the sky.
It would turn out many years later that in fact it was all about the muffins.
Bio by
ChoaWawaArt and character design by
Ensoul
Category Artwork (Digital) / All
Species Vulpine (Other)
Size 5207 x 1592px
File Size 8.2 MB
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