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Golden Deer student at The Officer's Academy

[selkitsune]

Closed RP account for Selkie of Fire Emblem: Fates! Affiliated with The Officers Academy.

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Portrayal Notes:

Selkie is currently coming from a year off the end of her unpaired ending of the Revelations route! I haven’t actually finished Revelations (I KNOW I SAID I STARTED IT 2 YEARS AGO DONT LOOK AT ME) but for Selkie specifically it works out okay! Girl was NOT paying attention in the final battle she has NO CLUE what is going on :crylaugh: all this to say don’t worry about spoiling me on anything in that route at this point I deserve it.

Unlike Elise, with Selkie I will be assuming as default she knows of all castmates, but she has not reached any support levels above C with any. If you’d prefer they start at a different point though, let me know!!! I’m more than happy to do that instead.

Selkie is a “student”. Student in quotes because girl does not show up to class. I don’t think she even knows what classes she’s in, much less where they are. Classmates are still free to assume seeing her around as she does use the dorms however, but would likely not “sit behind her in class” or something outside of a very very rare occasion. Any and all muses are also more than welcome to drag her to class against her will. She would hate it and that’s why I think it’s funny I actively encourage you to do it

Selkie often struggles with pushing boundaries too much due to not understanding what a boundary IS unless explicitly told to stop (consequences of growing up entirely alone thanks deeprealm) however, I don’t want this to make anyone uncomfortable OOC. Please please please DM me and let me know if she pushes in a way you don’t like. I’m more than happy to pivot her reply so that everyone can be comfy.

I’m leaving Selkie’s variable parent intentionally vague for the sake of a Kaden should there come to be one (PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE KADEN MUNS PLEASEEEE PSPSPSPSPS) but I am more than open to discussing with any and all Fates muns that would like to take the role of Selkie’s mother/father as the case may be! I love family :)

Similarly, I am open to discussing changing her ending to a paired varient or starting a new ship in TOA-canon but please DM me about this if this is your intent. I am unfortunately so very stupid I will miss every IC hint imaginable I need it spelled out for me like I’m 4. Ideally TOA ships would form naturally-ish over time rather than being something jumped into off the bat, but I’m more willing to just go for it in the instance of paired ending-ers

[selkitsune]

nintendogs walking minigame

[selkitsune]

As the academic year comes to a close, one too many people have been caught participating in what the Church has been calling ‘unscrupulous’ behavior. An initiative to reform detention into “something that actually works” is underway: a model faculty member or student is paired with a 'problem person’ in the monastery, and the two are magically bound, forced to hold hands for a whole week straight. The close proximity to a good example and threat of being caught in a loop of new handlers every week are theorized to be just what is needed to “fix” these troublemakers. Hope for your own sake that the bound hand isn’t your dominant one…

All she wanted was a nice, peaceful, morning walk. Well, it was really more a mid-afternoon walk, but anytime’s morning if it’s right after you wake up! And kitsune really do need their beauty sleep, you know. She really doesn’t get how everyone else manages to get up so early every day.

But APPARENTLY, maintaining her emotional and physical beauty through the art of extra-long sleepy times is a CRIME PUNISHABLE BY DEATH here, judging by how quick some church guy was to have the knights grab her. Something about ‘detention’? She doesn’t know what a detention is, but it’s probably death. Why else would they confiscate her beast stone when she tried to use it to transform and run away? Taking a beaststone from a kitsune is basically death. They want her to die.

Still, bark and yip and threaten to bite as she might, detentioned she is all the same — brought before her executioner, in her final resting place of one of those weird million-table rooms she never goes in before he is surely to bring his sword down upon her poor, precious tail, and—

…wait a sec is that Corrin?? 

“CORRIN! Thank goodness, am I glad to see you! Finally someone reasonable,” Selkie’s ear perk up instantaneously, darting away from her captors at the first loosening of their grip to join the side of the ever-so-familiar face of her once-friend and now-hopefully-savior, pointing back at the knights she left behind with an angry glare. “These guys are EVIL. KIDNAPPERS!!! They just grabbed me outta the blue when I did nothing wrong, and started talking random stuff about how I’m ’not allowed to bite people’ and I ‘can’t go around eating other people’s homework just because they ask’ and I’m apparently ’failing every class’. How the heck am I supposed to be ‘doing bad in class’?! I don’t even go!“

Selkie huffs as she finishes her spiel, stomping her foot to truly express how enraged and betrayed she is by the system. The other faculty are saying something to him about her ‘detention’ or something, probably — but she’s too angry to hear it. It’s actually really hard to hear with your ears pinned back on your head. It’s a very underrepresented struggle.

At least it saves her the strain of having to change their position a bunch as she shifts her expression to one of pleading, eyes wide and tail tucked with the saddest of whines and whimpers a kitsune can make as she grabs her most dearest friend’s hand. Which is for some reason glowing?? But hers is too. Huh. Weird. Wonder what that’s about.

“You’ll let me go, right? You know I’ve never done anything wrong ever in my whole entire life, riiiighhtt??”

@duskofendflame

[natsukoi]

foxes in the cathouse

[natsukoi]

Whoa!! The way this fox barrels into Uka, she might just be part bull! Her screams and shouts scare away every cat to the dark corners of the room, but Uka doesn't sense a malicious bone in her body. Not yet, anyways. He laughs as he returns the hug, matching her strength and enthusiasm. "Hey, same here! I wasn't expecting to see other foxes here." Which makes this one's presence here even more intriguing.

(Is she crying?? And wow, her tail's moving a mile a minute!!)

"Name's Uka! Just got here. And, by 'kitsune', you mean my sister, right?" Because Uka doesn't know what he'd do if there was yet another unknown fox on monastery grounds. It's worrying enough that there's one. As friendly as Selkie is, Uka tries to keep his guard up and his eyes peeled for illusions. "Same kinda hair as me? Kinda grumpy-lookin'?"

[selkitsune]

“Nice to meet you, Uka! Haha, feels great not being the only new fox on the block!” Not to mention ‘not the only fox’ period, but judging by the sister part, she guesses that would be less relatable… Dang, she wishes she had a sister. Or a brother. Both sound really fun. But alas.

At least being sibling-less means it’s just all the more exciting to meet more kitsune now! Even if it would’ve been super cool to have another fox she could introduce them to, too.

“Yeah, she did kinda have hair like yours! Guess that means she must’ve been! What’re the chances?” Selkie nods, peeking up at the hair beneath his ears now that the shock of oh my gosh he has ears has mostly worn off. As much as that kinda shock can wear off, at least — and yep! Definitely a match color-wise! Can’t believe she didn’t notice that before. 

But the second half doesn’t make nearly as much sense. “I dunno about ‘grumpy’, though... She seemed nice to me. Like you do!” She’s not the worlds greatest character-judger (or so she’s been told, but she thinks she’s pretty great at it if ya ask her), but the other other fox gave her a flower when they met. Something that was part of the game of the ball, sure, but what kinda grump gives out flowers? That goes against the whole stereotype.

Eh. Maybe it’s one of those ‘sibling-jokes’. No point thinking about it too much. Especially not when there are much more important things they could be thinking about! Like the cats!

Selkie offers another smile, tilting her head curiously. “Are you here to play with the kitties, too?”

[selkitsune]

[ SLIP-UP ] - As it turns out, a lot of people at the monastery make for great body doubles in the dark. What do you do when you slap a friend on the back only for you to find out when they turn around that it’s not your friend at all?

“...!”

Oh, that…that wasn’t one of her kind, was it? Clearly a fox, but…

NO. 

WAY.

No way no way no way no way no way NO!!! WAY!!!!!!!!!

Selkie can already feel her tail going a mile a minute behind her in excitement as she gasps, and it’s honestly a miracle she doesn’t fly away right then in there. “Another kitsune?!?! Here?!??!! RIGHT NOW?!???!!?!”

The bright-furred fox runs excited circles around her darker-furred counterpart, sniffing every bit of her outfit she can find (within reason, of course. She’s excited, not rude) for any traces of Hoshidan scent beneath the smells of the ball and Fodlan as a whole, only to… weirdly find none?? Huh. She’s never heard of any kitsune outside Hoshido… but what does she know, really? Exactly! Nothing! This only makes it MORE exciting!!!

“Oh. My. Gosh, this is just the BEST day EVER!!! I’ve never met another kitsune before!!! I mean, you know, besides my daddy,” Selkie pauses her laps right in front of the other fox, energy not dampened in the slightest as she grabs both of the other girl’s hands in both of hers — even if she is slightly out of breath from all the running. It’s a lot harder to run in a kimono than it is in pants.

“My name’s Selkie! What’s your name? Where’d you come from? You don’t smell like the hamlet at all, weird. Your furs so neat and shiny, I love it! You wanna trade tail tips? Ooh — you wanna be friends?!?! Oh who am I kidding, we’re both kitsune, obviously that makes us friends automatically. We’re friends now, okay? BEST friends. You’re my best friend.”

[itsuwaru]

Finding another fox here of all places was already beyond Tamamo’s expectations- and said fox seemingly not even hailing from her homeland or being one of Kyubi’s only made it even harder to wrap her head around. It was interesting! Intriguing! She’d be lying if she were to say she wasn’t curious about the other girl and where she came from.

But that reaction was perhaps a little too…too much? Too much. Not even the youngest kits of her homeland were so hyperactive, with excitement enough to nearly light up every single candle in the ballroom and more. Tamamo initially stood there beyond stunned, at most trying to follow the joyous fox with her eyes but failing even at that when she moved much faster than she expected- not even constrained by outfits or the ball’s relatively cramped space. Such swiftness was both admirable and a bit startling.

Just in line for a fox, however. Tamamo, in the end, was the one who preferred to act more slowly and bid her time watching the situation unfold before letting her magic speak for itself.

With a swish of her tail she shook her head, initial shock dissipating into the tentative content from before- though slightly shaky due to awkwardness. “Oh…you’re the first fox that I see…away from my homeland.” The girl spoke of her father, and Tamamo could only spare a quiet chuckle. In her case the only fox closest to her was Uka. “I’m Tamamo. I’m a retainer for the goddess Kyubi. I don’t know what hamlet you’re talking about…but let’s say I come from far away, fufu.” It also didn’t escape to her the word that girl- Selkie, used to refer to her own kind. Kitsune.

Then it was a barrage of odd, rapidfire questions- exchange tail tips? As in, the fur at the tip of her tail? That was a little weird to ask for. Friends? But they just met. And in Tamamo’s book, friendship meant something else entirely. She wasn’t the type to make friends, because in the end they’d be subjected to the same deception as those she saw as enemies. If she called someone a friend then it was just for the sake of it, because sooner or later they'd fall for her tricks. And after that, they always left. Trust was a funny, fickle little thing. 

She loved playing with its limits the most.

She too wondered what it would be like to deceive another fox, one that isn’t familiar with her means. Because Uka knew how she acted, the spells and tricks she resorted to. Those she grew up around also knew more or less what to expect from her- or from anyone who declared themselves a servant of Kyubi.

This girl though…clueless. A clueless kit. Would she get mad if she noticed she had been deceived? Would she bristle up, show her claws, bare her fangs, growl like those feral servants of the Shadow? Or would that fluffy tail of hers go between her legs, dejected, whimpering?

A smile pulled at her lips, the tip of a fang poking from between red lips. “Friends…hehe, ah…that would be very nice. Might as well…since we’re both foxes.” Tamamo took one of her tulips, giddy with all the potential reactions she could earn from her newest companion, and offered it to her. “What is that place you speak of? That hamlet…”

[selkitsune]

She… doesn’t know about the hamlet?

The question spoken so casually, but of content so suddenly unexpected brings her energy to a screeching halt for a moment. How could she not know? Yeah Selkie didn’t know about it at all either until little while ago, but she’s older than her! Even with all the weird deeprealms time stuff!! And she could’ve sworn her daddy said he was the only kitsune wandering outside the hamlet, as far as she remembers…

Usually she would’ve met the gift of the tulip with even more unbridled enthusiasm than she met Tamamo herself, but for the moment, she can only stand in stunned silence. How could she not? All this (totally guesswork) evidence can only lead to one conclusion…

She has to be from a deeprealm, too! SHE’S JUST. LIKE. HER!!!!

“Only the bestest place EVER!” Selkie’s energy reignites like a flame given a forest’s worth of fireword, so much so that she has to grab her tail in both arms to restrain its wagging so she doesn’t accidentally give herself happy-tail. Again. “Or— You know. So I’ve heard. I’ve never been there myself, but my daddy says it’s where aaallll the kitsune in Hoshido live,” The kitsune makes a wide sweeping motion with one of her arms as she spins around on her heel, a motion followed by a point back and forth between them both when the twirl returns to its starting point. “Except for us of course, duh. We’re a special case though.

I’m gonna get to go see it, someday! You should totally come with too! Daddy says everyone’s super nice and friendly, and they get to run around and hunt and play all day, every day! It’s gonna be AWESOME!”

[pastbelow]

"no outside food or drink"? that sign can't stop me because I can't read

shigure + selkie, herald (reason+1)

[pastbelow]

Slow shifts are some of Shigure's favorites. As the clock chimes three this Monday afternoon, the tavern continues to be wonderfully, blessedly empty. The lunch rush had come and passed, and he's got another hour or two before the post-work crowd starts trailing in, so it's just him and the figures on the page for company.

This sketch is — it's pretty good, actually. Should he go fetch his paints? Fiddle with the guitar? Or maybe close up shop entirely and go for a walk — who would be any the wiser?

Before he can make a decision one way or the other, though, a loud jingling of glass stumbles through the open door.

He sighs at his sketchbook. Day drinkers may be a key component of their clientele, but, really? On a Monday? "Sorry, we don't allow outside beverages," he replies on instinct, in the tone he reserves for rowdy patrons. "If you'd be so kind to put that away, I'll be with you in a second—"

The grating crash-scrape-jingle doesn't stop, or even come to a stop as the figure barrels closer. Irritated and alarmed, Shigure finally looks up —

— only for that irritation to immediately fall away.

"Oh! Selkie, it's you!" What a sight for sore eyes, even if he hadn't expected her to make such a grand entrance. "It's so good to see you! Here, let me help.…"

As he hurries around the counter to hopefully stop any of those bottles from crashing to the floor, he can't help but add, mildly confused — "What is all this you've got here, anyway?"

@selkitsune !!

[selkitsune]

Multi-colored liquids slosh and swish circles around their transparent prisions as the kitsune scampers down the streets away from the scene of the crime, loud clinking sounds following her every step. Ugh, she reeaaalllyy underestimated just how difficult it’d be to run around with arms full of bottles when she decided to snatch up a bunch of ‘em… Foxes are naturally pretty stealthy and sneaky — what, with how silky and slippery their coats are — but there’s only so much nature can do about glass being loud. And with her haul being something a student like her isn’t particularly supposed to have right now… well…

She’s no expert, but something tells her trying to make it all the way back to her room isn’t gonna go too well. Guess crashing into the nearest local business it is!

The bottles in her arms create another chorus of clinks as she ducks through the nearest open door — a sound now much louder thanks to the acoustics of being inside. It’s kinda like a little song now! Fun! 

Oh, and the guy behind the counter is offering to help her put it away! How nice! Her arms were getting tired. She can just dump it all on the counter then and — wait a second.

Kitsune ears perk forward at the familiar voice saying her name, tail wagging a mile a minute behind her even before the glass making her vision all woobly disperses enough to put a face to the voice. She doesn’t really need to, anyway. Not only is her super-strong kitsune hearing more than enough to tell who he is, the distinct mix of sea and sky he carries in his scent is something she’s never seemed to find on anybody else. It’s a dead giveaway, really. Honestly it’s more surprising she didn’t notice him sooner. Potion-stink must be stronger than she realized.

“Woah, what are the chances! I didn’t know you worked here, Shigure!” Fangs poke through a toothy grin as she takes to looking around the tavern a little while Shigure works to free her poor, poor arms a little. It’s really not too strange he’d end up in a place like this, if ya think about it. Back during the war, they all had to take turns running the stores out of ‘responsibility’, as her daddy said — and boring and lame as the ‘responsibility’ part was since it meant she was stuck inside and couldn’t run around at all for most of the day, playing shopkeep was pretty fun when there were customers around to talk to! No wonder he’d wanna work in a place like this! He probably gets to talk to cool and interesting people all day. Like her and her neat and shiny potions!

“They’re illegal substances!” Selkie declares cheerfully, proudly raising the remaining mini-stack of remaining containers high as she reasonably can without too much disaster. “That’s what the guards outside said, anyway. I saved ‘em from a big warehouse full of the stuff I found while hunting. The professors were just gonna throw all this away, can you believe that??” She shakes her head with a disappointed sigh. “Talk about wasteful.”

Waste that was avoided, thanks to her! And thanks to Shigure’s help, she manages to free one arm enough to start reaching for said almost-waste herself and start placing them down onto the available counter space one after the other. To display all their collective not-wasted-ness.

“Check it out — supposedly, this one makes you stronger, this one’s supposed to make you smarter, this one makes you faster… or, wait, was that the one that makes you jump higher? …Was there one that makes you jump higher…??” Selkie’s ears fold back slightly as she pauses mid-rhythm to squint down at a sparkling green liquid. Something she’d hope would spark a memory, but… She shrugs, continuing her unloading like nothing happened. Whatever. She’ll figure it out later. More importantly—

“And I don’t even KNOW what THIS one does!” The final potion — an ominous swirl of red and purple that smells most funky to her of all — slams down onto the table at the very end of the glass conga-line with all the fanfare her most exciting of goods deserves (re: an especially fast-wagging tail and jazz hands). “Cool, right?! I was gonna mix a bunch of ‘em together and see what happens when I drink ‘em all at once! You wanna help?”

[selkitsune]

instructions unclear I ate all the weeds

[secularch]

There was others. There has to be! There must be others who were daft enough to try and eat the flowers last night, and he knew it. Despite the hectic buzz of the Monestary and its grounds, both recovering from the night before and excitement for the upcoming events, it did little to dislodge the blooming thought from Deimne’s mind. There had to be others… right? Surely, surely he couldn’t be the only one who tried it. He just needed to prove it. Somehow.

As the owls swooped down for their daily pick-ups, an idea sparkling within his mind. He grabbed a piece of paper and, in the most elegant and disguising handwriting he could attempt, scribbled a message asking to meet in the garden’s gazebo. He folded it once, twice, and handed it to a lonely unbusy owl, asking it to “find whoever was at the ball last night, eating flowers”, with a hoot confirming the intent. Deimne’s eyes followed the magestic bird as it swooped high into the sky, before immediately cursing himself.

The handwriting was completely illegible.

But it’s too late to go back. The sunk-cost fallicy taking ahold of him, Deimne headed through the grounds towards the Amiibo Gazebo, taking a seat at one of the nearby chairs. Waiting. Watching staff and students pass by, some giving him a nod, others ignoring him to busy themselves in books or chatting about the night before. He watches the owls fly back through the hall, following their arc like arrows as they head towards the horizon line, ready to return tomorrow with more mail. He stands up, craning his neck in vain to get a better look, taking an step to the side not looking where he was headed-

-as someone crashes into him, sending him stumbling to the ground with a grunt, a letter landing not too far away (his letter? Was this one of them?). He stood up, brushing the dirt off as he turns to find the one responsible. Some kind of fox girl? crumpled in a heap on the ground. The shock washes over quickly, as he kneels down next to her. “You okay? Hurt? Need a hand up?”

[selkitsune]

Selkie shakes out her head with a quick “brrrr!” — ears folded down to prevent them from flopping all over the place until she’s done and can reopen her eyes. Only to be greeted once again by something in front of her face once again; except this time it’s a hand rather than a paper. An upgrade to be sure, at least, but why the heck’re hands falling out of the sky now???

…Oh yeaaahhh, she ran into somebody, didn’t she? The hands attached to something. That makes more sense.

“Don’t worry about me, I’m all good! Kitsune are super resilient, you know. We got strong bones. And we’re bouncy thanks to all the fluff, too!” Selkie declares with a smile and proud pat to her chest, but takes the offered help all the same because he’s trying to be nice, and it’s the least she can do after running into him. Speaking of, “Sorry about that, I guess I wasn’t looking where I was going… are you okay? Kitsune headbutts can hurt a ton, I’ve heard. ‘Cause. You know. Strong bones.”

Back upright now, she tilts her head back and forth, scampering about a circle around him just to check, but sees little more than dirt, thankfully. That’s a positive sign, at least. That means if there’s any bleeding going on then it’s internal. Which is good because that’s where it’s supposed to be!

Guess everyone’s okay in this situation then. Dang. She really wanted to get that owl. Selkie grumbles and frowns as she glares up at where the bird once was, now long gone and impossible to track again given the sheer volume of similar types around. “Stupid bird, droppin’ papers on people’s faces and runnin’ away… You win this time…”

[selkitsune]

oh dear (WHERE)

[scarletfireblossom]

The request itself had Hinoka raising an eyebrow. Even as she was, unskilled at hunting game, she understood why one didn't over-hunt. And why one generally didn't hunt in winter. She didn't think dire consequences from offending a client were good enough reasons to do this, but she would certainly do her best to fulfil the request. Just not to the proportions that were being asked.

If Baile complained, they could do their own over-hunting and ruin their own environment.

It seemed as though her assigned partner was familiar with her though. Which put Hinoka at a disadvantage because she did not recognise the girl at all. No matter how she looked, this hyperactive young kitsune was only recognisable to her because she was a kitsune. Nothing more. Perhaps... she was related to that village? ..... but then the Nohrians destroyed it on Garon's orders did they not? The girl was hyperactive, for certain, jumping from thought to thought, the Hoshidan Queen could barely keep up.

It was so strange being referred to without her title too... But in this instance it merely saved her the trouble of correcting her hunting companion. What on earth did she mean by smell weird though...?

"..... I am happy to follow you to the areas you have found," she hummed. "But I am afraid... I do not know your name. Might I ask who you are, so I might be able to call you in turn?"

[selkitsune]

The kitsune’s energy dissipates all at once, smile dropping from her face as her ears swivel down and her nose scrunches up. They don’t pin down entirely to her head, since she’s not exactly sad, just… confused? And kinda weirded out. She doesn’t… remember her…???

“Uh, hello? I’m Selkie, obviously? Ya know, Kaden’s daughter? We went to wartogether???” It’s an elaboration that probably doesn’t narrow things down too much — there were a lot of people in the army, after all, and again: not like they talked much — but she still pouts as she gives it because rude??? Man, Hinoka’s just all sorts of weird today. First the smell thing, now this? And when did her voice get so… that?

Ugh, whatever. It’s super rude and uncool, but Hinoka is royalty first. Probably doesn’t have space in her brain for some random kid, even if she is the best kid in the whole wide world; so her daddy says. It’s not like she remembers most of the other guys people like them commanded…

“But I guess if you don’t remember me from back then…” Selkie puffs out her chest proudly, standing as tall as she can as she reaches out to snatch up Hinoka’s wrist, taking the initiative for herself to sprint in between the paths through the bushes where the strongest of smells had come from earlier — weird-Hinoka in tow. “Then I’ll just have to make you remember me from here and now! Come on!”

[breidatactics]

partners in crime (please help)

[breidatactics]

In some ways, Kiran’s gestures and signs could be seen as a game of charades. So maybe their new partner in crime wasn’t too off with the game thing. Only…

There’s no way my gestures are THIS bad, right. … Right???

They paused before shaking their head at ‘hating’ boxes (boxes could be fun! Except! These weren’t boxes, so maybe it didn’t… y’know what, if she thinks the camera was a box, then it was a box). They nodded twice at her next guesses because she and they were, indeed, the box flatteners. After that? Kind of went places Kiran had not expected.

Before they could even shake their head, the other seemingly came to a devastating realisation. Finally! They were on the same page about the accidental crime—what was she talking about? Eat a camera?!? There’s no way that’s healthy or safe. Then again, maybe it’s possible… nope, nope! No bad decision making Kiran! C’mon! 

Emphatically, they shook their head. For extra good measure, they added their arms into the movement too. After a few seconds, when the message of ‘no way!’ was clearly communicated (it had to be, right???), they looked over the cameras again. Alright, time for take 2. 

They pointed to themself and their camera/box, her and her camera/box. After that, they gestured to the area around them. And then imitated the walk, stance and gesturing of a monastery staff. Pointed to themself and her and then got mad as random monastery staff member. The expression of anger disappeared completely once they were done.

Alright! This was sure to go over well! At least better than eating cameras.

[selkitsune]

Ah. She might not be totally sure what all the prior stuff was supposed to mean, but she’s definitely sure that one’s a ‘no’. Dang, and she was so sure that was it, too! At least she didn’t accidentally eat someone else’s snack…

“Okay okay, uh… so you don’t wanna eat the boxes. Got it.” Probably smart considering they did not taste good and humans don’t exactly have the teeth strength to withstand the crunch. She probably should’ve considered that actually, but oh well! At least being the only player means infinite chances to play more until she gets it right! And get it right she shall! Lock in, Selkie. Come on.

The first half confirms again their joined box-flattening ways, and then… an angry… something? Angry something at them. Oh. Ooooohhhhh!!

…OH NO. “THE BOX FLATTENERS ARE AFTER US?!?!?!?!!!!”

[umbralward]

wet and sticky is very icky

ethereal ball 2026

[umbralward]

@selkitsune sent:

[ SPILL ] - Whoops! Maybe you trip over something unseen underfoot, or maybe something fantastic catches your eye and has you looking anywhere but where you’re going. Either way, your drink is now half in your glass and half where it ought not be.

Ophelia gasps a great breath in, the sound equally loud as it is girlish.  Clear drink covers her front, sinking into the top of her gown, and dribbling down her sternum to her stomach, where it will also begin to soak the rest of her outfit.

She's still, stunned for a moment, hands raised and mouth wide.  The cold drips sliding down the skin of her front is highly unnerving, especially as she wonders how it might destroy the cool mysticism her garb was meant to evoke.

She can't bring herself to voice the words, but her eyes do the speaking for her, however silent: ‘Was this on purpose?’

[selkitsune]

Typical. She focuses so hard on keeping her tail wrapped around herself so she doesn’t trip anyone as she pushes through the crowd with her drink, just for her to end up tripping over it herself. If it wasn’t for the fact it was so startling, she’d be sighing instead of gasping. This is what happens when humans don’t bother to make good tail accommodations!!!!! Hmph. Jerks.

Her fault or not, though, (it’s totally NOT and she wants that to be on the record IT WAS NOT) it doesn’t change the fact that she did, and not only did she ruin the pretty dress in front of her — worse — SHE LOST HER DRINK!!!

“Ack — no no noooo! Aw, man! Shoot. I’m so sorry…” She’s talking to the drink mainly, but no one really needs to know that. Her ears droop in sadness all the same as she looks up to face the other… face…??

“Ophelia?” The kitsune gasps out her name this time instead of the early gasp of no words, who demeanor brightening in a moment at the sight of yet another familiar face. “Ophelia!!! Boy I am just running into everyone tonight, aren’t I?”What does this even make, now? She doesn’t know, actually. She’s not great at counting. Whatever it is though, it’s gotta be some kinda record!

“Oh! Uh— sorry about your dress, um… here! I can help!” Selkie drops her now empty cup (rest in peace, drink…. You smelled really nice….) to scoop up her tail with both arms — pressing the fluffy appendage to the mess in light dabs. Is it a bit of a shame to mess up her fur? Yeah. But she can clean it, it’s fiiiine, it was gonna get dirty at some point anyway, it always does. Besides, it was IT’S FAULT this is even happening to begin with! It’s retribution.

…She can almost hear her daddy out there, somewhere, clutching his own tail and sobbing…

[natsukoi]

foxes in the cathouse

[natsukoi]

"The other guest with this timeslot just arrived. She should be joining you momentarily." Uka thanks the volunteer with a smile and the nod, returning his attention to the adorable kitties sharing this lounge space with him. Cat cafes are an utterly foreign concept in his homeland, and while he still wishes it was slightly different, he's quickly warming up to this idea. Warm morning sunlight shines through the windows, its light enjoyed by all creatures in this room. Uka takes a sip of his tea, then gently strokes between the ears of the brave cat sitting in his lap. Ahhh, it's so relaxing here! He might just take a catnap himself…

The door swings open, destroying the peace as it slams against the wall and startles the cats to their hiding places. Uka turns to see who joins him—fox ears. His eyes widen. Fox ears. Lady Kyubi did not say there would be foxes here besides Tamamo.

"…Fellow fox?" Uka asks brightly, choosing the friendly approach as usual. She looks young, maybe his sister's age, but noticeably taller. He'll definitely enjoy teasing Tamamo about that later. "No one told me there were more of us sneaking about. Friend or foe?"

@selkitsune

[selkitsune]

Cat cafes weren’t something she’d ever really consider her ‘thing’ per se, but mainly for reasons entirely against her will. She LOVES cats. Cats are cute and fluffy and she wants to hug and squish them all into cute furry goop she can carry around in her pocket at all times forever — but they’re also sharp! Fluffy and sharp, just like her. But for some reason they always seem to run from her?????? Weirdos.

But today that all changes! If they’re in the cafe together, then that means they can’t escape. And if they can’t escape, then they HAVE to play with her! It’s just like when an enemy tries to run. And when you wanna trap an enemy, all you gotta do is get the jump on ‘em!

“HYYYY-YAH!” The door flies open from the force of her foot the second she gets the green light to go in from the staff (along with a bunch of other information she didn’t pay attention to. Something about a guy in there??? Like, okay? Why would she care about the cat’s gender?), stance primed and ready to rush in and corner all the kitties, except…

"...Fellow fox?"

“FELLOW FOX!!!!” Selkie screams at the top of her lungs, cats forgotten entirely as she rushes forward to instead capture the similarly eared and tailed stranger in the hug attack that was once meant for them. “Friend, obviously! I didn’t know there was more of us, either! I mean — I knew there was more of us more of us, duh, but not here here!”

And she thought meeting another kitsune at the ball was gonna be the best day ever! Now there’s TWO OF THEM?!?!?!?!!! This place is beautiful. Wonderful. Magical. She could cry.

Later, though! Right now there are more important things than crying. Like pulling back from the hug with sparkling eyes and wagging tail to meet her new best friend #2!!!

“My name’s Selkie! What’s your name? How come I haven’t smelled you around yet? I mean, I’m new here but I smelled the other kitsune here day one, not to brag. I’m pretty good at smelling.“

[martyrdance]

on all levels except physical, I am a fox. YIP YIP YIPPPP!!!!

Pandreo & Selkie - Ethereal Ball - continued from here

[martyrdance]

She's really an amazing creature. Not that he should think of her that way. She is a person. A person who sits just a teeny bit higher than most, surely, in terms of divinity. Nothing to gawk at.

Yet she is the one who gives him an offering. Pandreo reaches for the flower with trembling fingers. He must look like such a loser. He's never this shy or speechless. He's almost as awestruck as when he'd beheld the Divine One for the first time.

"Selkie, thank you!" Pandreo feigns a cool head as he tucks the lily into his vest. "Do you like parties? Well...you're here, so you prob'ly don't hate 'em, but I live for a shindig like this. I wanna takes a photo that captures that spirit, y'know?"

@selkitsune

[selkitsune]

Oh hey, it worked! He’s talking! Well, he was kinda talking before, and he is still shaking so it didn’t toootally totally work, but close enough! It’s enough to work with that she can reflect a happy fanged grin back at him, even if he isn’t really doing enough true grinning for it to be really ‘reflected’. More like the reflection a puddle gives you after you jump in it and it gets all warpy.

It’s a good thing anyway, if you think about it — if one little lily was all it took to counteract how fierce and scary she was, well; then she just wouldn’t be fierce and scary at all, would she? Even if it’s what she’s using ‘em for now, it’d be a waste if all her fangs were good for was big ol’ smiles.

“Oh— you bet I do! I love parties!” Selkie’s tail wiggles at his side with the effort of restraining her tail from wagging so she doesn’t slap him with it as she nods rapidly, eyes alight with excitement. “I’ve never had a party threaten to KILL me, though! What’s it like? Did it take out your shins and bury ‘em, and that’s why it’s called a shindig? Or are you allergic to not partying? Ohhh, wait, is THAT why you wanna capture the spirit?! So you can send it back to your family when the party gets you, that’s smart!”

[selkitsune]

Activity Check [June]

Total Skill Points: (5) —> (6)

Skill Up: Gauntlets (C) —> (C+)

Claims: N/A

Threads

Waiting for response: (Take your time!)

um. oops.

In drafts:

partners in crime (please help) — w/ Kiran

oh dear (WHERE) — w/ Hinoka

instructions unclear I ate all the weeds — w/ Deimne

foxes in the cathouse — w/ Uka

on all levels except physical, I am a fox. YIP YIP YIPPPP!!!! — w/ Pandreo

BALL — Kiran

BALL — Ophelia

BALL — Tamamo

If you don’t see your thread here, please DM me. It may have gotten lost in my records.

[lovelyflight]

[ FLOWER ARRANGEMENT ] - No matter how many flowers you gather, your bouquet won’t look its best unless you have the skill to make it so. A couple of students have taken upon itself to imbue their peers with the knowledge of flower language and the art of flower arrangement, and as a result the garden has become something of a workshop.

Wandering into the gardens seemed like a decision well made, her bouquet of tulips and many other flowers only growing in more significance. While amateurish, her arrangement was growing to look quite beautiful. Hmm, another tulip… Still, no matter how focused she felt she was, a newcomer only a few steps away could not be ignored.

Is… Oh my, are they in need of help…?

You would think a few students wrestling another for a bouquet—one that was in the process of being eaten, no less—would be a strange daydream at best. It seemed Rose would have thought wrong. The scene would only escalate from here and that was certain to be worrisome. Even more than it was presently.

“Ah, apologies, would you be so kind as to look over my bouquet for but a moment? Thank you!”

With those rushed words spoken to a student beside her, she quickly flew onto the scene. She turned to the students trying to keep the flowers safe. A few scratches were on them by now, from who or what, Rose wasn’t quite sure. Gently, she placed her hands over theirs, a healing light quickly enveloping them both.

“Would you give me a moment? I think our friend could be persuaded to stop.”

The students looked warily between her and the other before scurrying away. Half mumbled thank yous were said, only travelling to Rose through the breeze. Now, onto the matter at hand…

“Ah, hello! My name is Rose—a kind of flower, too, though not one of yours or mine—is there a reason you’re attempting to eat them all…? Oh, actually, how about this? Let’s make a promise. I’ll hand you a few of my tulips and you’ll eat less of the lilies? They’re sure to brighten up your bouquet!”

[selkitsune]

“Come onnn, just a little taste! I let you have some of mine!” Selkie whines against the hand on her face — the very rude hand attached to a very rude person who’s refusing to share, she has to mention! Yet somehow she’s the jerk in this situation?! Yeah, okay, maybe she clawed them a little bit, but that’s their own fault for sticking their hand in her face! If anything, they’re lucky she didn’t decide on giving them a well-deserved CHOMP! That would’ve hurt way more, but she’s polite, thank you.

It doesn’t stop her from being soooo super tempted, though. They’re lucky the pretty bird lady came out of nowhere right as she decided the justice would be satisfying enough to be worth the trouble she’d get in later, leaving her jaws to snap around nothing but air as they’re separated.

…Wait, what?

Selkie isn’t entirely sure what the two of them are saying as she plops back down on the grass, the words sounding like nothing but ‘blah blah blah’ background nonsense as her attention focuses solely on the mass of feathers sprouting from the stranger’s back. Because feathers mean bird. But she’s… not a bird? She doesn’t smell like the usual bird, anyway. Kinda dove-reminiscent, but also way too human shaped to be a dove?? What????

“Huwhabuh?” It takes a second for the kitsune to realize the blah blah words are now directed at her, and yet another for her to decipher what they were supposed to mean in not-bird speak. Something about flowers? She’s asking her to eat her…???? No, wait, she’s a flower-name, and she’s asking why she’s eating flowers. Not her. Do not eat the bird person. Person overrides bird. Bad Selkie. No.

“Uh, because they smell good? Obviously. Why would anyone wanna eat anything?” Or maybe not obviously, since everyone keeps looking at her like she’s the weird one even though she’s totally normal. Humans are so confusing. 

Still, the offer of someone willing to share is enough to perk her up from her prior sulky slouch all the same. At least someone here gets how ‘trades’ are supposed to work. “Ooo, I haven’t tried a tulip yet! Sure, I can do that! I promise I’ll leave everyone else’s lilies alone. They all tasted pretty similar, anyway.”

[selkitsune]

instructions unclear I ate all the weeds

[selkitsune]

The morning after the Ethereal Ball, a message via messenger owl finds you. It comes unmarked, no indicator of who the sender might possibly be, and when you open the letter, it reads: “I have a compromising video of what you did last night. Meet me at the Amiibo Gazebo after the sun sets today or else.” Do you dare?

“Ghack—!“ Selkie sputters against the weird paper that comes out of nowhere with seemingly the sole purpose of smacking her in the face, stumbling backwards as she swipes at it with both hands like a cat against string. If the string was thrown at their face without warning and against their will when they were just trying to take a nice walk outside, that is. The charm-tassel on the side of her ear clings against itself like a bell as the kitsune gives her head a vigorous shake when blind swatting fails her, finally forcing the weird paper off her face just enough to watch it float down from the air in front of her instead — right into her open and awaiting hands for a proper inspection.

…Hm. Now that it’s not completely blocking her vision of everything, she can see it’s got a bunch of those funny black lines on it. The weird ones that never make any kind of comprehensive picture, but humans always seem to love staring at anyway. But she doesn’t see any humans around that it could’ve come from… Doesn’t smell like anyone she knows, either. Actually, it kinda smells like—

Selkie sneezes into the air as white feather floats down from above to land right in the dead center of her nose where the paper once was, because apparently today is ‘hit the Selkie in the face’ day for mysterious sky objects. Rude.

“Hey, what gives?!” Selkie pouts angrily, ears flattened down on her head as she tilts her head up to glare at her assaulting

OWL. ITS AN OWL. THERES AN OWL. BIRD BIRD BIRD BIRD BIRD—

The owl takes off with a hoot, but it’s already too late — Selkie follows suit in a full speed sprint, dodging and weaving through the academy grounds despite the numerous stares of other students she doesn’t care to notice. Because really, what’re a few stares in the face of a fresh and tasty birdie right within her claws grasp?! She’s just gotta get a liiittle closer, then she’s just gotta leap up into the air andddd…

…She misses entirely, crashing face first into a stranger’s back with a force that sends her sprawling onto the ground in front of a fancy-looking gazebo, and the paper that started this whole mess flying out of the spot where she’d tucked it beneath her arm. Similarly to how her tail now tucks between her legs as she clutches her (totally fine physically, but wounded in pride) head. “Owwww, ow ow ow ow owww….”

@secularch

[selkitsune]

oh dear (WHERE)

[selkitsune]

A festival of this scale requires food to match, and the town of Baile has ordered an unbelievable amount of preserved meat to stock its food stores. Winter isn't exactly the season for big hunts though, so finding game will be harder than normal. On top of that, the more you kill for Baile's, the less you'll have when spring arrives. The monastery has made it clear that offending this client could have dire consequences, so what do you do? Maybe if you fudge the numbers, you won't get caught... [Grants Bow +1]

This place. Is. AWESOME!!!!

First they throw a big ol’ party with tons of yummy food, then they send her outon a party to hunt for even more yummy food for ANOTHER party?! Even just the thought of it is enough to send her tail wagging behind her at full speed, and they haven’t even set out yet! School really is just the best place ever. She might even like it more than she liked the war! Which is saying a lot because the war was super fun.

It is kinda weird though… She’d always assumed from what she’d heard about it that school was super lame and boring and sucked a bunch. But if it’s not, then… why’d her daddy never enroll her in that stuff before? Or at least sent along some teachers like a lot of the other kids got in their deeprealms…

The fluffy ears atop her head instinctively prick upwards at the sound of approaching footsteps down the path behind her, attention snapping out of her thoughts almost as swiftly as her head snaps to attention of the sounds source. Because, of course, how could she pay attention to anything else when she’d just remembered the best part of the already best assignment? 

“Hinoka!!!” Selkie cheers gleefully as she scampers over to her fellow Hoshidan’s side, smiling so broadly it could almost be mistaken for a snarl to those who didn’t know any better if it wasn’t for the excited giggling leaking out from behind her fangs. She knew it was a good idea to wear her super lucky ear-charm today! How else would she get lucky enough to snag her of all people as her hunting partner? 

They never really talked too much one-on-one, but she was always super cool and strong taking down enemies on the battlefield, and anyone with that sorta skill has gotta have a least a little that translates to hunting! And besides, her daddy liked her, so that means she’s gotta be a good person! Kitsune don’t like people who aren’t nice, after all. They’re real good judges of character like that. Which is how she knows seeing someone from back home can only be…!

Selkie stops dead in her tracks a few steps shy of the hug she’d intended to give the familiar face. She sniffs the air once. Then again. Then a third time for good measure.

…Selkie’s nose scrunches. “Huh. You smell funny. What’s up with that?”

It’s nod a…bad smell, necessarily. The scent itself is still mostly dominated by what she’d expect — the gentle cherry blossoms that dominated everyone who came from Hoshido, bits of tea-like notes that seem to just be the result of hanging out in Fodlan regardless of where everyone came from, a bit of paper-and-ink-smell that, again, seems to be a Fodlan thing(? That one she doesn’t quite get. She hasn’t seen any papers since she first got here??)… but also something kinda… darker? Bitter. Wrong for the Hinoka she remembers, at least.

But everything else matches fine. Maybe something’s just… wrong with her nose…? That’s never happened before, but she can’t think of much else to explain it. Selkie shrugs. It’s probably nothing anyway.

“Eh, whatever. Let’s hunt! Where d’ya wanna start? I’ve been scouting out all the good tracks while I waited for you, so I can take us to all the best spots for whatever kinda prey you want — just say the word!”

@scarletfireblossom

[selkitsune]

Wanted Plots [ May ]

OKAY housekeeping stuff out of the way, I am once again mainly looking for threads for Selkie of one thread having fame this month, however Sothis is also here as my unaffiliated muse, so feel more than free to grab her for whatever!! She needs to socialize more :softsmile:

Selkie (here!)

Bow +1 (Needs Unaffiliated): this is very much a problem she’s actually had in-canon, so I think she’d be surprisingly helpful in this situation actually. All of the knowledge she has is literally just this. Which isn’t a lot but still. She is very much advocating for everyone to stop hunting!!! Save the meats!!!! (Though she reaaaallly wants to keep going too… :( she would be very easily persuaded to the evil side should we wish to go in that direction lol) Taken by: Hinoka

Tunnel (Needs Unaffiliated): TUNNEL! TUNNEL! TUNNEL! TUNNEL! TUNNEL!!!!! She’s having a great time, but she doesn’t mind trying to dig a way out if her fellow trapped isn’t as down for exploration as she is. You ever seen a fox dig? They’re really good at it. Trust.

Sothis (@sublimeflowoftime — Is Unaffiliated!)

Axe +1: You know she wasn’t really suspicious before but now that everyone’s getting all mad at it she very much is. Why don’t they want us to have weapons. What are they hiding. And what are YOU hiding??? As someone who has never been to lore (sorry Sothis I’m holding out for a fortunes weave personal PLAYABLE SOTHIS WILL BE REAL I KNOW IT I scream as they drag me back to my padded cell) she is very much looking for someone to lore-drop (heh) to her about whatever it is you are all doing out there why do the children always look traumatized what are they doing to you. Reminisce about lores of years past to her while she buys you a new sword

Amiibo Gazebo: What is an amiibo and why are they threatening me. …hey why does the sun have a + taken out of it. Why are colors weaving into a spire of flames what is happening where are we hELP (long story short my brain locked on to the word “amiibo” and somehow the thought process took me to super smash bros which then reminded me Sothis is in ultimate -> hey wouldn’t it be funny if the amiibo gazebo took us to smash ultimate? I think it could be a funny little short combat thread sorta like arena, either us both on a team against some NPCs I can think up from the combat doc based on smash ultimate characters or something or as Sothis vs Your Muse battle! Willing to take on multiple of these or have a couple people in one thread if the interest is there it could be fun :nod:) Taken by: Nyx

Elise (@nohrslittleflower)

Any Skill +1: Girl has like ten billion heroes alts. This could either be a cute little dress up time where they can try on/try to recreate their other outfits, or hypothetically. Witness Birthright. Choice is yours (waiter vc) how traumatized would your like your Elise today

All Muses!

Heavy Armor +1: Two of my muses are okay with this and will make it a very pleasant bonding experience through game-ifying the chore or just having a nice chat, and one of them is screaming and crying like she’s being murdered and the culprit is the mop bucket. It is up to you to figure out which is which (it’s selkie) — Selkie: Taken by Ayra, Elise: Available, Sothis: Available

Fake Relationship: All of my girls are single and I think it would be really funny if they had to pretend they weren’t so I’m opening the floor to all of them happy pride month — Selkie: Available, Elise: Available, Sothis: Available

Cat Cafe: I like cats. Selkie would probably be the funniest tbh but I just like cats I want all the cats please give me cats — Selkie: Taken by Uka, Elise: Taken by Nyx, Sothis: Available

DMs/pings on the Discord are preferred, but feel free to DM any of my blogs also!! It just might take me a bit longer to see it since I don’t get DM notifications. Okay bye bye!!!!!! <3

[selkitsune]

Activity Check [May]

Total Skill Points: (4) —> (5)

Skill Up: N/A

Claims: Dancer, TM04: Ice Punch

Threads

Waiting for response: (Take your time!)

partners in crime (please help) — w/ Kiran

In drafts:

N/A

If you don’t see your thread here, please DM me. It may have gotten lost in my records.

💐 !! BONUS — Post-Ball intentions !!

I had to be a bit last minute to a lot of the ball stuff due to Major Life Events (yippee!), so while I did lock in insano-style on the last day I didn’t get 100% everything I had in my inbox or just wanted to tack something on. The following is what I still have in my inbox that I plan to respond to along with answers to my asks I plan on responding to, but feel free to let me know if you’re on here and would rather I didn’t!! Considering the ball is over, I do not anticipate any responses in return, however I would be absolutely delighted to still continue these and any other interactions if interested either!!! My rule is always I am always happy to continue anything for however long it takes :)

Reply — Rose

Reply — Kiran

Reply — Ophelia

Reply — Tamamo

Reply — Serra