FOX
Fox is about done with all these scary dreams of ominous portent. First the nothingness, then this... somethingness, and honestly, he doesn't know which he prefers.
Jolting awake in bed in a cold sweat, he runs his fingers through his hair and tries to still his breathing, brows knotted into a deep frown. The violet crystal, the strange shapes within... and the faces he'd seen, too.
Recognising only a couple of them - and with this being his first real brush with visions that might bear consequences for the entire world, you know - Fox doesn't for a moment believe that it's more than a result of too much work and too little rest.
With a deep and shivery breath, the hunter shakes the shape of his dream from his mind and slips out of bed. A cool glass of water and a few minutes warming his toes in front of the fire, and he'll soon be tucked up again, none the wiser.
Jolting awake in bed in a cold sweat, he runs his fingers through his hair and tries to still his breathing, brows knotted into a deep frown. The violet crystal, the strange shapes within... and the faces he'd seen, too.
Recognising only a couple of them - and with this being his first real brush with visions that might bear consequences for the entire world, you know - Fox doesn't for a moment believe that it's more than a result of too much work and too little rest.
With a deep and shivery breath, the hunter shakes the shape of his dream from his mind and slips out of bed. A cool glass of water and a few minutes warming his toes in front of the fire, and he'll soon be tucked up again, none the wiser.
astra inclinant, sed non obligant
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
