Category Artwork (Digital) / Scenery
Species Red Fox
Size 905 x 1280px
File Size 311.1 kB
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The night was dark, the air filled with the scents of a decaying city. Deep in the alley, a lone vixen prowled - hunted or the hunter? Nay the hunter, for she strode with measured confidence, a determined glint in her eyes. The signs were decrepit, ancient, the chain link fence rusting, battered down in places. Here one could expect not honeyed words, but the swift, sure blow of a dagger or club. Here the vixen saw to it that her weapon spoke nicely, imbedded with a dozen rusting nails. Deterrent, perhaps. Eyes watched her from the shadows - some hungry, some desperate, others hesitant. For she was Vixen, casting a strong, confident posture in the neon glow of city lights. Who could argue with the a hunter of the streets?
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