This is our favorite purple fox.... VIOLET. She loves donuts. She also loves to eat french fries from peoples hands. She's a fox, so she doesn't care if it's unsanitary or not. Backstory in Notes and Credits. And if you're a noob, that's below.
Violet was named after the color of her fur, because it is a pale purple color. Her parents, her mother being the color sky blue, and her father being a deep red, it created her perfect purple fur. Her parents did not like that she was purple. They decided to abandon her on the side of the Texas highway, which took little traveling, due to the fact that they all lived together in a woods near human cities. She woke up, only hours old with nothing but a really big Texas leaf to keep her warm. She stood bye the highway, watching the cars race by in big multi-colored blurs, whining for her mother and father, who were now long gone. Two days later, starving and nearing her death, a human pulled over onto the grass, carefully approaching her. "Run!" her instincts shrieked. But Violet was far too weak to fight back, and the human stroked her spine, lifted her paws and checked on her. How strange, she thought. How strange it feels to be comfortable. TO BE CONTINUED
