Fox

A large ginger and white mackerel tabby tom with lime eyes

Fox’s massive stature was given to him from his full-blooded Maine Coon dame and sire, his parents also passing down to him, a unique face shape that is somewhat reminiscent of a lion. He bares a long, thick, well groomed mackerel ginger tabby coat that ripples with every movement. His fur is especially long around his neck and tail, giving the top half of his fur a mane-like appearance that adds to the luxury of his bright ginger pelt. White markings cover his underbelly, the underside of his face and his front paws, standing out starkly against the rich orange fur. His tufted ears are large and expressive, always twitching with curiosity, and his yellowish-green, lime colored eyes always seem to hold a constant glimmer of warmth and mischief. Despite his sheer size and muscular build, his relaxed posture and easygoing smile could make him seem more approachable rather than possibly intimidating.

Fox is an easygoing and charismatic tom who thrives on meeting new cats and sharing stories of his travels. He has a warm, generous nature, often offering food or advice to those in need insisting that he would not need anything in return. Though he rarely stays in one place for long without some convincing, he likes to think he leaves a lasting impression on those who he forms bonds with. Fox has a sharp wit and a good sense of humor, always ready with a joke or a clever remark to do his best to lighten any mood. Despite his carefree attitude, he carries a deep sense of loyalty and will always stand up for his friends, even if that would mean putting himself in danger.

While more accustomed to travelling place to place, when Fox becomes attached and comfortable in a community, he will always return to visit whenever he can. His deep sense of loyalty bringing him back to wherever his friends lie and will always be there when they need a helping paw, if Fox is nearby, his friends best know that he will come running to their side.

• Born in the Moon of Running Prey (2018) 109

[0-5 moons]

Elio was born in the warm, comfortable safety of a Maine Coon cattery, nestled between his littermates beneath the gentle care of his mother, Isolde, a regal cream-and-blue calico, and his father, Cassius, a strong-looking cinnamon tabby tom with a deep, rumbling voice. Though his earliest moons were filled with soft blankets, plentiful food, and the careful attention of twolegs, his world changed in an instant one fateful evening.

His mother had taken him out for a brief moment, letting him stretch his tiny legs before the sunset, when a set of jaws snatched him up by the scruff. The last thing he saw was Isolde’s terrified face as he was carried off far away from all that he had known, muffled yowls fading behind him. The cat who took him was a rugged, scarred calico she-cat with a piercing amber gaze—her name was Carnelian, and she had no intention of giving him back.

[6-11 moons]

At first, life with Carnelian was terrifying. She was nothing like Isolde—where his mother had been soft-spoken and nurturing, Carnelian was rough, wild, and sharp-tongued. She fed him scraps of whatever she could steal or hunt, teaching him how to fend for himself far earlier than any kit should. Though he often longed for the warmth of his old life, he slowly grew to admire her strength and resilience. Carnelian renamed him Fox, laughing that his thick pelt and clever eyes made him look like the cunning creatures that roamed the forest. Under her watchful eye, he learned how to blend into whatever he could to hide when needed, how to swipe food from unsuspecting twolegs and hunt for himself, and how to navigate the unpredictable world of rogues and loners.

As Fox grew older, he noticed that Carnelian never stayed in one place for too long. She carried a restless energy, as if something—or someone—was always just a step behind her. She taught him how to fight, but never encouraged it, always telling him that survival meant knowing when to run, not just when to stand his ground. He never asked her why she took him, and she never offered an answer. Despite her harsh exterior, he could see the way her gaze softened when she looked at him, as if she had found something in him, she had lost long ago. And, for a time, that was enough.

[12 Moons – Current]

By the time Fox reached his twelfth moon, Carnelian was gone. She had vanished one night, leaving behind only the faintest trace of her scent. There was no blood, no signs of struggle—just absence. He waited for days, searching the places she had once taken him, but deep down, he knew she wasn’t coming back. Alone for the first time in his life, he had a choice: he could try to settle somewhere, find a place to call home, or he could follow the only path he had ever known—the path of a wanderer.

Fox chose the latter. He traveled far and wide, learning the ways of the world beyond what Carnelian had taught him. He met loners, rogues, and even Clan cats, exchanging stories and knowledge with those he encountered. Furthermore, he has always assumed that his massive size and thick fur made him an intimidating presence, but he hoped his laid-back nature and easy grin often put others at ease. He had a habit of offering food and shelter to those in need, never expecting anything in return, simply enjoying the company of those he crossed paths with.

Despite his cheerful and generous nature, a part of him still wondered about his origins. He had long accepted that he would never see Isolde or Cassius again, but the question of why Carnelian had taken him lingered in the back of his mind. Had she truly cared for him, or had he simply been a pawn in some grander scheme? He doubted he would ever know. Yet, rather than dwell on what he had lost, Fox chose to embrace the freedom he had gained. The world was vast, and he had every intention of exploring every corner of it, one pawstep at a time.

• In the Living Day (8MW'21)
• No Time to Goof Around (17MW'21)

ADOPTIVE MOTHER

Carnelian (A scarred tortie and white she-cat with tattered ears and amber eyes)

Clan Cats Met

ThunderClan
Leopardrose – in No Time to Goof Around
Greypebbles – Off Screen

RiverClan
None yet

ShadowClan
Clovershine – Off Screen

WindClan
Basilflame – Off Screen
Sunbear – Off Screen

Unaffiliated
Montgomery – in In the Living Day
Morgan – in In the Living Day and earlier off screen

A character slot of been used for Fox

Voice Claim:
Riz – Beastar

PERMISSIONS:

• Was given Permission from Estellaria for Fox to have priorly met Morgan