Abigail Credent
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From the gamers’ corner of the café came a few cries and yelps, a college age vixen jumping up and down in her chair while those playing on her team crouched down to avoid embarrassment from their enthusiastic ally. Finally coming out of her chair the fox’s long tail swung high up and she cheered, tossing the controller in the midst of her victory. Deep blue eyes gazing at the score as she bragged and pointed out her place on the tournament rankings board, top five out of a hundred, pulling her team with her into the semi-finals. As the group packed up the vixen got cozy to one of her partners whispering “Which means I get to pick tonight.” The giggle that followed suggesting something lewd considering the slight grin on both their faces before the rest of her team paid and departed from the store, it was late and closing time was near. The tiger walking her home kept her held tight in the snowy night “Ya know, assassin classes aren’t supposed to be that hands on, you don’t even poison anyone unless it’s on your blade. Heck ya didn’t even start the character till a month ago, and last I checked you were more into magic classes.” She paused in her stride when he brought that up, for a moment carrying an expression as if she was lost before speaking. “I.. I don’t really know, I mean I began going to a therapist to kick smoking, but ever since then I started dreaming like I was the assassin character I’m playing now. After that playing one just felt so natural, like I’d always been playing her.” With that the tiger brought her back in so she’d stay warm and walked the rest of the way home. “I for one am glad of the change, it’d helped the team get this far, maybe we have a shot at the playoff prize. That much could possibly help us move someplace better, unless you keep breaking controllers the café owns.” The vixen came up close to the tiger kissing at his chin making the taller feline purr, from a distance a subtle grind could be seen before she smirked “Mmnnhhh, now, now pussy cat, I got top score, you’re bending for me tonight.”
Abigail Credent
Age: 19
Gender: Female based Hermaphrodite
Species: Red Fox, quarter Corsac Fox
Build/Height/Weight: Medium (Small amount of chub around her curves), 5’6, 150 lbs.
Profession: College Student and Professional Tournament Gamer.
Sexual Preference: Alive: p not shy about being a herm.
Cock Size: 7 inches and 2 ½ thick, knot at 4 inch in diameter
Character Preference: Stealth
Hair Color: Platinum Blonde
[IMG]http://i1166.photobucket.com/albums/q608/VirlymVorel/KitsuneHidden.jpg[/IMG]
Aby was born in New York City where her family had been for two generations, when she was born her great grandmother held her staring into the kit’s brilliantly blue eyes and smiled. The old fox told her parents she bore features of her father’s ancestral homeland in Asia, a mark of talent and luck for the future. The kit grew up being a moderate student until high school, but her passion was clearly in gaming, preferring team battle towards solo play. Although she’d never been much for sports she still managed to attract a few handsome boyfriends and a girlfriend once, which suited her well as she explored being a vixen with a cock. However one such did get her into an ugly habit of smoking, a habit she sought help for as soon as she broke up with him.
Of all the ways she tried she found that hypno-therapy aided in kicking this habit, but her therapist asked that she return as the fox shared what dreams began to keep her up at night. “Tell me, in the dreams what do you notice?” “Well it’s similar each time, it’s like I’m looking through another’s eyes, but it still feels like me, completely…” “Are there any differences between who you are in these dreams?” “Yes.. my tail is.. well it’s not just one, it’s many.. five I think and they aren’t as fluffy as mine.” “And what do the dreams take you through?” “Most are of being in places that look like old world locations… I’m smiled at and talked to, the name they use is familiar but I can’t always remember what they call me.” “I see, and what about these dreams unnerve you?” “No those are nice.. it’s.. it’s the others that come… I remember going into a place I feel at home, going down some stairs into a basement, but then it goes further down. I remember undressing and slipping on something else, clothes I felt were important, recalling I had something to do.” She touched her arms at this “Like.. like here, something came out when I wore what was on my arms. Then... Then I’d feel like I was hunting something… no someone… when I found them I’d.. I’d…” “And come out, awaken Abigail.” The vixen sat up in a cold sweat looking to her therapist. “Abigail have you ever heard of the idea of past lives?” “No ma’am.” “Some cultures believe that the soul travels through a journey and multiple lives, and that some are able to recall those lives. If you’d like, we could try and further explore what you find in dreams.” With this the vixen agreed, answering questions on her own heritage before the session ended for the day.
In the coming sessions they further explored these memories until… “Alright Abby we are going to go down slowly, recall who you were and that you are completely safe in this place… Drift back to your old self and tell me, how you feel.” Silence fell as the vixen lay sleeping “Abby?” The therapist watched as the fox’s fur and shape turned slightly, once blue eyes turned green and focused in on the wolf in the room with her “Where am I?” The voice a little different yet still sounded much like the vixen from before, perhaps aged a few years. “You are safe, but who are you?” The wolfess attempted to keep her calm demeanor throughout this turn of events, now noticing the tails that her client had spoken of. The kitsune that she had changed to more than just the memories of a past life as the vixen stood now right in front of the wolf. “This place seems strange, is it winter at feeling so cool in here?” “No it is not, it is summer, please sit.. do you know what year it is?” The kitsune scoffed at the comment “Why it is 1689AD, all those within the land know this since the calendar of another empire was pressed on us.” The therapist began writing notes down “I see, miss do you recall what happened to you?” As the kitsune’s mouth opened she lost her words, gazing thoughtfully before recalling “It is the seventh of March… I’m standing before the tribunal… they.. they sentenced me… I… I…” The wolfess took to hugging around the fox’s head to comfort an outburst that was to come “Yes… you were…” As the kitsune quieted the form began to fade back into the body of Abigail once more, the vixen in her slumbering hypnotic state before the wolfess ordered her to lay down and wait till the count of ten. “I’ve heard that the old world had many that claimed magic, but to see a kitsune reborn, this could make my career on researching past life regression. And ten, wake up Abigail.” With a yawn the vixen woke and sat up “How long was I out?” “Only an hour, I found out quite a bit from you, do you remember?” She shook her head “No ma’am, what did you find out.” “That perhaps you play too many games, but that’s not a bad thing, I suggest you come back more so we can have more sessions and find out just what your dreams mean.” With that the fox was sent home with a bit more peace of mind, and the wolf began to start another file for this mysterious blast from the distant past.
In coming sessions the kitsune called herself Lydia, and told of herself being a noble in a place called Laterna, one of the eastern cities first modernized by expansion efforts of Europe on the borders of Asian territories. Also she told of her more secret life as an assassin against the corruption within the region along with many others, as it turned out Abigail was a direct descendant of this long dead kitsune. Through all the sessions Lydia was found to forget that she’d been executed when caught, and would constantly have to be reminded of the memories, after a few months the part of Abigail that was Lydia swore protection of her present self to the point it began to passively influence the young vixen into collection working replicas of weapons and outfits she’d only seen in the games she played, and even changed her play style to match what her past self-had been long ago. The kitsune does not wish to disrupt her present self’s life expressing she had the latent magic to bring her past out as she did with each session, so Lydia asked that Abigail never recall these session or even the past unless the need was dire, yet also set up that the kitsune could at times take over to view this new world through her ancestral daughter’s eyes.
“Lydia” Refuses to give her actual name.
Age: Looks to be in Late 20s, was 46 at her death.
Gender: Female based Hermaphrodite
Species: Kitsune
Build/Height/Weight: Slender and Toned, 5’9, 140 lbs.
Profession: Noble Woman and Assassin
Sexual Preference: Impress me
Cock Size: 7 inches and 2 ½ thick, knot at 4 inch in diameter
Hair Color: Platinum Blonde
Fur Color: Dark Grey and Tan
Magic Abilities: Illusions to move her shadow and change her fur color and features.
(Can be brought out through Hypnosis, Stress on Abigail, or if you’d like to do a roleplay in the past during her lifetime.)
[IMG]http://i1166.photobucket.com/albums/q608/VirlymVorel/Kitsune.jpg[/IMG]
Interesting quirks about both: Has a fear/fascination with dragons, prone to hypnosis and extremely open to suggestions of all kind during, Lydia’s spiritual energy might draw attention to those old enough to have lived during her lifetime. Abigail might contradict herself without knowing why once in a while due to Lydia’s subconscious opinion. While many of the myths about kitsunes do apply to Lydia, Abigail is mostly immune due to her heritage outside of Lydia’s bloodlines. Both enjoy everything to the fullest, life is fleeting as the kitsune side of this vixen knows well.
[IMG]http://i1166.photobucket.com/albums/q608/VirlymVorel/KitsuneAssassin.jpg[/IMG]
Final Note: Any and All artwork is copyrighted to their owners, will remove upon request of them. Seeking artist to create custom artwork for this character for my use, please pm if interested. :)
Abigail Credent
Age: 19
Gender: Female based Hermaphrodite
Species: Red Fox, quarter Corsac Fox
Build/Height/Weight: Medium (Small amount of chub around her curves), 5’6, 150 lbs.
Profession: College Student and Professional Tournament Gamer.
Sexual Preference: Alive: p not shy about being a herm.
Cock Size: 7 inches and 2 ½ thick, knot at 4 inch in diameter
Character Preference: Stealth
Hair Color: Platinum Blonde
[IMG]http://i1166.photobucket.com/albums/q608/VirlymVorel/KitsuneHidden.jpg[/IMG]
Aby was born in New York City where her family had been for two generations, when she was born her great grandmother held her staring into the kit’s brilliantly blue eyes and smiled. The old fox told her parents she bore features of her father’s ancestral homeland in Asia, a mark of talent and luck for the future. The kit grew up being a moderate student until high school, but her passion was clearly in gaming, preferring team battle towards solo play. Although she’d never been much for sports she still managed to attract a few handsome boyfriends and a girlfriend once, which suited her well as she explored being a vixen with a cock. However one such did get her into an ugly habit of smoking, a habit she sought help for as soon as she broke up with him.
Of all the ways she tried she found that hypno-therapy aided in kicking this habit, but her therapist asked that she return as the fox shared what dreams began to keep her up at night. “Tell me, in the dreams what do you notice?” “Well it’s similar each time, it’s like I’m looking through another’s eyes, but it still feels like me, completely…” “Are there any differences between who you are in these dreams?” “Yes.. my tail is.. well it’s not just one, it’s many.. five I think and they aren’t as fluffy as mine.” “And what do the dreams take you through?” “Most are of being in places that look like old world locations… I’m smiled at and talked to, the name they use is familiar but I can’t always remember what they call me.” “I see, and what about these dreams unnerve you?” “No those are nice.. it’s.. it’s the others that come… I remember going into a place I feel at home, going down some stairs into a basement, but then it goes further down. I remember undressing and slipping on something else, clothes I felt were important, recalling I had something to do.” She touched her arms at this “Like.. like here, something came out when I wore what was on my arms. Then... Then I’d feel like I was hunting something… no someone… when I found them I’d.. I’d…” “And come out, awaken Abigail.” The vixen sat up in a cold sweat looking to her therapist. “Abigail have you ever heard of the idea of past lives?” “No ma’am.” “Some cultures believe that the soul travels through a journey and multiple lives, and that some are able to recall those lives. If you’d like, we could try and further explore what you find in dreams.” With this the vixen agreed, answering questions on her own heritage before the session ended for the day.
In the coming sessions they further explored these memories until… “Alright Abby we are going to go down slowly, recall who you were and that you are completely safe in this place… Drift back to your old self and tell me, how you feel.” Silence fell as the vixen lay sleeping “Abby?” The therapist watched as the fox’s fur and shape turned slightly, once blue eyes turned green and focused in on the wolf in the room with her “Where am I?” The voice a little different yet still sounded much like the vixen from before, perhaps aged a few years. “You are safe, but who are you?” The wolfess attempted to keep her calm demeanor throughout this turn of events, now noticing the tails that her client had spoken of. The kitsune that she had changed to more than just the memories of a past life as the vixen stood now right in front of the wolf. “This place seems strange, is it winter at feeling so cool in here?” “No it is not, it is summer, please sit.. do you know what year it is?” The kitsune scoffed at the comment “Why it is 1689AD, all those within the land know this since the calendar of another empire was pressed on us.” The therapist began writing notes down “I see, miss do you recall what happened to you?” As the kitsune’s mouth opened she lost her words, gazing thoughtfully before recalling “It is the seventh of March… I’m standing before the tribunal… they.. they sentenced me… I… I…” The wolfess took to hugging around the fox’s head to comfort an outburst that was to come “Yes… you were…” As the kitsune quieted the form began to fade back into the body of Abigail once more, the vixen in her slumbering hypnotic state before the wolfess ordered her to lay down and wait till the count of ten. “I’ve heard that the old world had many that claimed magic, but to see a kitsune reborn, this could make my career on researching past life regression. And ten, wake up Abigail.” With a yawn the vixen woke and sat up “How long was I out?” “Only an hour, I found out quite a bit from you, do you remember?” She shook her head “No ma’am, what did you find out.” “That perhaps you play too many games, but that’s not a bad thing, I suggest you come back more so we can have more sessions and find out just what your dreams mean.” With that the fox was sent home with a bit more peace of mind, and the wolf began to start another file for this mysterious blast from the distant past.
In coming sessions the kitsune called herself Lydia, and told of herself being a noble in a place called Laterna, one of the eastern cities first modernized by expansion efforts of Europe on the borders of Asian territories. Also she told of her more secret life as an assassin against the corruption within the region along with many others, as it turned out Abigail was a direct descendant of this long dead kitsune. Through all the sessions Lydia was found to forget that she’d been executed when caught, and would constantly have to be reminded of the memories, after a few months the part of Abigail that was Lydia swore protection of her present self to the point it began to passively influence the young vixen into collection working replicas of weapons and outfits she’d only seen in the games she played, and even changed her play style to match what her past self-had been long ago. The kitsune does not wish to disrupt her present self’s life expressing she had the latent magic to bring her past out as she did with each session, so Lydia asked that Abigail never recall these session or even the past unless the need was dire, yet also set up that the kitsune could at times take over to view this new world through her ancestral daughter’s eyes.
“Lydia” Refuses to give her actual name.
Age: Looks to be in Late 20s, was 46 at her death.
Gender: Female based Hermaphrodite
Species: Kitsune
Build/Height/Weight: Slender and Toned, 5’9, 140 lbs.
Profession: Noble Woman and Assassin
Sexual Preference: Impress me
Cock Size: 7 inches and 2 ½ thick, knot at 4 inch in diameter
Hair Color: Platinum Blonde
Fur Color: Dark Grey and Tan
Magic Abilities: Illusions to move her shadow and change her fur color and features.
(Can be brought out through Hypnosis, Stress on Abigail, or if you’d like to do a roleplay in the past during her lifetime.)
[IMG]http://i1166.photobucket.com/albums/q608/VirlymVorel/Kitsune.jpg[/IMG]
Interesting quirks about both: Has a fear/fascination with dragons, prone to hypnosis and extremely open to suggestions of all kind during, Lydia’s spiritual energy might draw attention to those old enough to have lived during her lifetime. Abigail might contradict herself without knowing why once in a while due to Lydia’s subconscious opinion. While many of the myths about kitsunes do apply to Lydia, Abigail is mostly immune due to her heritage outside of Lydia’s bloodlines. Both enjoy everything to the fullest, life is fleeting as the kitsune side of this vixen knows well.
[IMG]http://i1166.photobucket.com/albums/q608/VirlymVorel/KitsuneAssassin.jpg[/IMG]
Final Note: Any and All artwork is copyrighted to their owners, will remove upon request of them. Seeking artist to create custom artwork for this character for my use, please pm if interested. :)