Fox - Dawn

“Standing next to me is Luna.”

Luna is the excited one, yet in spite of this poppy introduction. Her eyes that carry a vague vulnerability, insecure even: at the same time they are willing to shimmer with a relaxed hazel green hue.

Her nails display an adventurous length, looking to be a stylistic choice, but still nicely shaped to a fine point. With the exception of one hand, likely her dominant. The index, middle, and thumb lack this stylized nail. Which is odd because her outfit seems to be fashioned for combat, specifically for her style of said combat. Little distractions around her arms, as the sleeves on the forearm have a leather bracer with metallic strips around it embroidered into special patterns.

She also appears to be the archer of the Party, a very skillful choice of protection. Strapped to her back are two types of bows with a single quiver, filled with arrows. With a Longbow and Crossbow: easily displays her talent with this type of weaponry.

The most apparent feature of Luna is on her head. She has what appears to be a pair of furry ears, on top of her head, instead on the side of the head like the others. Pointed upward as they are triangular in shape and the same colorations as the rest of her hair. Likely a useful characteristic, capable of swiveling and moving to detect sounds from various directions, greatly able to guide her in any environment. Equally helpful, they aid in emphasizing her array of pleasant expressions.

“And this is Purnama.”

Purnama is just under the second in the Party’s height. Her naturally long hair is wildly flowing all over her face, left unkempt to grow to her lower back, but with a single scrunchy tied near the ends. Just from her appearance, she seems to be the most efficient in combat. From her mostly exposed firm, well defined legs with faint scars on them, to the passionless weapons she wields.

On her side is a Basket-hilted broadsword, with a Buckler shield. Her outfit certainly supported this idea that she may be some type of warrior. From her bust line to her hips, is a harshly fitted corset wrapped in leather and light metal, much like Luna’s bracer it is also embroidered with fine patterns. Further accentuating her strictly perfect combat ready figure. Slightly covering her upper legs is a freely designed skirt with a high-slit on the left side. Assuming this improves mobility for her determined legs.

Her defining feature is the same as the disinterested one. Her and Purnama both seem to be this Elvish Species: displaying their distinct, sharp and narrow ears, along with the same mysterious violet eyes.

“Behind her is Bulan.”

Bulan is the disinterested girl from under the tree. She’s definitely fourth when it comes to height in the Party. Also that she is likely the quietest out of the four. Nothing of course changed about her from her first sighting, other than a direct comparison to Purnama as they are possibly the same Species. Sharing a similar complexion of glimmering bronze, however Bulan's is a more tenuous bronze, somewhat pale, especially when she’s next to Purnama and the others. This would explain why she was under a shady tree; purposefully avoiding the sunlight.

The only other thing worthy to mention is that she looks to be the most in opposition to the elements: from her pale skin to her damaged arm, with her indifferent attitude directed at this odd encounter.

“And I’m Selene.”

Finishing this quaint introduction and just about 180cm, Selene is the tallest of the Party. Each movement she made with her hands as she introduced the others, prompted the urge to patiently stare at her shallow heart shaped lips. As she playfully placed her tender fingers on them, she also has similarly styled nails as Luna, showing a possible bond between the two. Her appearance is somewhat simple at first glance, but quickly becomes more complex. Hugging her is a calm colored bodysuit, [with the legs fading into red. W] while the arms, shoulders, and back are exposed, as a whole it is wrapped tightly to her conceited neck to her dainty feet.

Observing her closer, reveals much more impressive elements about her person. Above her mature eyes, is a small ruby curved piercing on her left eyebrow. Continuing this, she has a pair of teardrop silver and red earrings. Her most odd piercing is a small silver sphere in the center of her tongue. Lastly to her appearance, just barely hidden behind her caped hip, are two pairs of brave yet manipulative blades. Short too, some type of Knives or Daggers.

With all of the intrigue from Selene, the most interesting aspect about her isn't her ears like the others. Selene has a pair of keen horns, appearing to naturally grow out of her head, right above her hairline, matching her complexion. Her horns further aid in her height, arguably intimidating at 20cm, roughly. While her thick bangs still cover most of her forehead.

The Party is also sharing similar footwear. Sandal-like, tightly laced around their feet woven slightly above the ankle. Along with unique socks, they look as if they are designed to be water resistant as well as to the sandy beaches. This all makes sense so far, the number of land masses seem to be an island in some shape or form. Thus a stunning number of warm, sandy beaches. It would only be natural to wear clothing suited for such an environment. They also shared the same fairly small bags, since they are traveling, it is possibly supplies for camping gear and equipment.

Further examining them, these young, pacific women are certainly a symbolic representation of the Fox when it comes to their appearance. Perfect body structure, crafted to perform any athletic event, respectively. Their subtle beauty is easy to recognize, simplified to the basic features that proves that there is a formula to attraction. Captivating set of Eyes. Full, firm cheeks. Well-contoured neck, showing good posture and balance. Symmetric, slim nose. All to enhance their pretty face. And of course, forcefully engaging light pink lips.

Indeed, some will likely find this Party of unique women attractive.

You find them attractive as well—Don't you?

“Say, wha-what does that mean?” The boy asked as he pointed to one of their matching belts.

“Oh, um this??” Luna stuttered at the question as she also looked at it. Likely one question that they aren’t asked often.

Nicely fastened around the base of their rib cage was a simple belt with a type of elongated pattern front and center, all ultramarine. The boy seems quite intrigued by the symbol. Staring at it for several moments.

“That’s like our small oath thing we made, to show others that we’re a strong team.” Selene jumps in to explain.

Still looking at the belt, almost hypnotized by the asymmetric patterns, the boy took his time of what to say next.

“Hey, can I travel with you four?” Somewhat meekly and helpless, the boy asks.

“I think that would be fine, but we do have a long trip ahead of us.” Selene promptly mentioned.

“This one appears to be quite weak. Are we sure we want him?” Purnama swiftly remarked, before the boy could answer, again, ignoring the boy’s presence.

“Uh, I don’t even know what you mean.” Luna giggled, with a somewhat annoyed smile.

“She’s just talking about the Rebellion.” Selene calmly explained.

“Rebellion?” The boy wondered.

“Yeah, so we’re heading north to Nordskaget, there's a rebellion underway. We had the idea to help them out.” Selene explained with ease.

"Hatschi!" Bulan suddenly sneezed, arguably cutelike.

“Sorry, this type of salty air will make me sneeze sometimes.” The first words Bulan made, and unsurprisingly, were her small vocals that matched her appearance; a glamorous tweet yet sternly announced.

“So, yeah, you are welcome to travel with us. Right everyone?” Selene explained, as then the others nodded delightfully in agreement.

“Well, alright!” The boy shouted with excitement.

“We’re like an actual Guild now!” Luna gleefully declared.

“We are, aren’t we? Let’s get this Guild moving before nightfall.” Selene mentioned.

With that simple statement the small Party of four, now becoming a newly formed Guild of five, with their latest member. Retreating into the forest before the fall of night; to head north in hopes of adding to the meaningful cause.

Now, time will tell if they are purely symbolic of the Fox, or an authentic Vixen.