Profile Scarfox-671: Corn Chipz (Corny)

     Birds chirped, welcoming the overcast morning with an eerie song. The air was humid, but comfortably cool, as fog was settling in on the land, while soft dew littered surfaces, making fresh spiderwebs sparkle like crystal ornaments in the greyed lighting. To many, this would be a peaceful start to their day, while others would rather sleep in on a quiet morning as such. Within the remnants of an old junk yard, a blue jester Scarfox with plush tears all over his body, followed by withe...

     "Hey Corny! I have a surprise for you, get out here!" Corn Chipz paused as he heard his roommate, Chester,  in the other room, going out to him with only half of his clown makeup done. "A surprise?... Uh, can I finish painting my face first? I don't like going out without it done…" Chester chuckled some, shaking his head. "No you're fine. We're just going out to the back yard." Corny seemed baffled for a moment as Chester took his hand. "Wait, we ha...

     Corn Chips grumbled as flopping against his roommate, Chester as he came out of his room. He seemed to be rather down about something. Chester put his hand on Corny’s back, trying to consolidate him. “What’s wrong Corny? You’re making the face again…” Corny pressed more against Chester, not unlike a cat would, mumbling into Chester’s shoulder. “He’s gone again… He always does this… I love him but it’s upsetting when he just leav...

 Wind Valley, quite the dreary place once the extravagance of rolling meadows and sparkling ponds wore off. It was good for a trip, there was no point in really staying too long. There was the Hidden Garden a good deal away from here which had seen a comparable uptick in fabric tourists as of late, but that was more of a meeting place, not really worth the few nights stay foxes visiting Wind Valley came there for. Hi...