Inspired by nastyrouge's stripper au. Bendy is young fennec fox who lives alone the forest. When he decides to venture deeper into the forest, what will happen when encounters two wild cats?
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This is best I could do in drawing it~. Sorry if it sucks(inspired by Nastyrouge's stripper au character.)
His fur was growing unevenly, meaning his spring coat was coming in, and he didn't like it. Bendy went to the river in the forest to cut some of it off. It took hours, but he eventually found a heavy stone, sharpened and used it to cut the un-even black tuffs of fur on his body. It was a bit difficult to cut the little balls of fluff behind his ears, but he managed it. He swept away his furballs for the birds to take and use for their nests, and took off his clothes to take a small bath in the spring located by the waterfall.
The current was gentle this time of year, and didn't threaten to sweep the small fennec fox away. Bendy soaked for a bit in the shallower parts before rubbing the water into his black fur. Bendy's fair black sleek fur was quite unusual for a fennec fox, as most usually have a tan or sand brown coat to help hide them from predators. His feminine waist made others often mistake him for a vixen. He also had a cute white muzzle with white fur that started from his chest down his waist. Put simply, Bendy was not like the other foxes around us the forest who walked on all fours; in contrast to them Bendy also could walk on his two back paws; this made him better at climbing, however he would never be able to beat any of the other foxes in a race.
With a sigh, he finished his bath and trudged out of the water. He stood on the shore and shook from head to tail, knocking the excess water so he could grab his clothes without soaking them. He looked to the sky seeing that the sun was still pretty high up, and decided not to go home just yet and went to the eroded boulders near the waterfall. He laid down on a flat one and let the sun's rays dry him. The heat eventually died down and was replaced by a cool breeze. Bendy woke up and looked around, surprised to have slept the day away. His stomach grumbled loudly reprimanding him for neglecting it as he headed for home where he had food stored from previous winters. Jams, pickled vegetables, fish jerky, bread, honey, and cider. Bendy wiped his mouth as he noticed the drool and rushed home as quickly as possible. Finally arriving at his tree hut, he began climbing up.
The wooden hatch creaked as he opened it and groaned as it closed, and the woven floor sagged as he rolled onto it. He laid there for a while before finally finding the candle and using his trusty flint and steel to light it, not worrying about the wood around him since he had applied a new layer of protective lacquer to it just the other day. It was a special mixture he learned from a generous elder fox that kept out the rain and wouldn't catch on fire. He set the candle on a wooden shelf and found the bag of jerky he had as well as a jar of jam and a roll, and dined on the simple meal. He let out a delighted sigh as he finished and put away the little bit of jerky and jam left away in their wall-chest. With the night still young and his energy still high from his earlier nap he decided to pass the time with his favorite pastime: drawing. He reached over to the small chest next to the candle and pulled out some parchment and charcoal and set the items upon a small desk that was attached to the wall. Bendy made himself comfy and started sketching landscapes and people from his memories.
