Profile of Sunday: Quick Facts
Played By: nil
Marked Away: depression lol
August 03, 2019 — Unknown
August 03, 2019 — Unknown
Basic Info
Full Name: Sunday
Subspecies: Cross fox
Sex: Female
Age: (2016)
Birthplace: Outside Teekon Wilds
Subspecies: Cross fox
Sex: Female
Age: (2016)
Birthplace: Outside Teekon Wilds
At a Glance
a sunset over the mountaintops
with crooked whiskers
& a crooked smile
theme
with crooked whiskers
& a crooked smile
theme
Profile of Sunday: Details
Appearance
a partially melanistic beauty with rusty patches
of orange peeking through the slightest of spots. a black mask
hides her crooked smirks & chuckles, a narrow fade of
orange above her nose. her eyes are a glowing yellow;
a harsh contrast from her mask, giving her the intimidating
appearance of a cryptid in the shadows behind places
unspoken of. lurking. stalking. waiting.
silver & white sparingly show themselves in her coat, a cold reminder
that not everything is as it seems.
of orange peeking through the slightest of spots. a black mask
hides her crooked smirks & chuckles, a narrow fade of
orange above her nose. her eyes are a glowing yellow;
a harsh contrast from her mask, giving her the intimidating
appearance of a cryptid in the shadows behind places
unspoken of. lurking. stalking. waiting.
silver & white sparingly show themselves in her coat, a cold reminder
that not everything is as it seems.
Personality
she's the canine you hear about in myths,
the sly fox tricking farmers into giving over their livestock. she is the brisk
autumn air as it makes its way through the trees, she is the rustling in the
bushes behind you, but when you look in them-- nothing remains. she
is the one with a crooked smile, a silver tongue and ivory fangs
to boast. a creature primarily of the night, lurking in places
unheard of that none dare to enter. she is the dimly lit candle you use
to navigate the darkness, she is the reason that candle burns out.
she is the feeling that you're being watched,
the feeling you're being stalked,
the paranoia that creeps up on you slowly
and eats you alive.
the sly fox tricking farmers into giving over their livestock. she is the brisk
autumn air as it makes its way through the trees, she is the rustling in the
bushes behind you, but when you look in them-- nothing remains. she
is the one with a crooked smile, a silver tongue and ivory fangs
to boast. a creature primarily of the night, lurking in places
unheard of that none dare to enter. she is the dimly lit candle you use
to navigate the darkness, she is the reason that candle burns out.
she is the feeling that you're being watched,
the feeling you're being stalked,
the paranoia that creeps up on you slowly
and eats you alive.
Biography
bio
Relations
dam // unnamed
sire // unnamed
siblings // tuesday ; sister
sire // unnamed
siblings // tuesday ; sister
Pack History
history
Profile of Sunday: Additional Information
Registered on November 28, 2018, last visited May 04, 2020, 11:37 PM
even in threads marked as private with Sunday, Tuesday is allowed to enter said thread at any time.
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