Violet the silver fox

(Still in progress, sorry about that!)

Full name: Violet Erika Harris

Age: 17

Alignment: good

Abilities:

-Strength: fair

-Speed: poor

-Strategy: fair

Power: Dark fire

Weaknesses: snow, ice, intense light

Personality: Violet can be rather huffy and usually very cold towards those she doesn't know well. When around close friends, however, she is still rather proud, but is much calmer and more easy-going. She is very loyal.

Likes: chocolate, the color brown, the sun, forests, deserts, her friends, cooking, combat practice.

Dislikes: salmon (as food), the color red, winter, tundra, Eggman (It's a given in this fandom), heights, broken electronics.

Backstory
Youth: Violet was born in a small fox village with her parents and younger sister. She was for a time teased because another boy in the same class as her had said he liked her. It was the over-exaggerated kindergarten-type drama, and she felt friendless for a while. It was during that time that she met a peculiar girl on the edge of the nearby forest. She was a lioness, a few years older than Violet. Violet had never met any other species save for the foxes in her village. However, desperate to find a friend, she approached her and began talking. Sure enough, the two became close friends. They met at that same spot on the edge of the forest for two years, until suddenly, the lioness-- Rafaela was her name-- stopped showing up.

It was only a few days after Rafaela' s abrupt disappearance that the lion pride, which was settled on a mountainside not too far off, attacked the Fox village for unknown reasons, annihilating almost everyone. Violet, who was seven at the time, had survived purely by chance; she was in the forest waiting for Rafaela when the attack was launched. Panicked, her immediate reaction was to flee. But she had only run a couple of feet when she remembered her younger sister, Rose, still back at the village. She immediately turned herself around and ran as fast as her feet would carry her. When she arrived, she was met with a horrific image: the lions had already finished off the villagers, the evidence all over the streets. Violet pushed this out of her mind. Rose, she had to find Rose. She came to the burning house, not giving a thought to how reckless it was that she'd just run through a burning hallway, and finally found Rose. However, she had arrived far too late. Violet was so horrified, so devastated, she hardly noticed when the fire ate up the floor underneath her, the walls around her. She just sat and cried. She cried long after the entire house had become nothing but ashes in the wind. Then, suddenly, her sadness grew. It twisted with despair into rage. Slowly, she picked herself up, and went to avenge Rose, her parents, the rest of the village.

(To be continued)