Dottie Mae Cadieux Common Were Fox
Basic Information
Name Dottie
Pronouns She/Her
Age 34(22)
Birthday January 2
Height 5'4
Eyes Hazel
Face Claim Hassie Harrison
Locations
Residence Location Hollowstone
Occupation Location Other
Occupation Chef in her own food truck
Vehicle Truck
Vampire Stats
Age turned Born like this mon cher
Supernatural Eye Color White
Power/Animal Description
Psychic Stats
Age turned Born like this mon cher
Supernatural Eye Color White
First Ability
Power Description
Were Stats
Age turned Born like this mon cher
Supernatural Eye Color White
Animal Appearance

Bat Eared Fox:


Length: 3.3ft
Height at shoulder: 2ft
Tail Length: 1.3ft
Weight: 20lb
Ear Height: 6 inches
Appearance of Batty: The name is BATTY!
  • Batty Personality!
  • Easily Alerted
  • Eats bugs; Shrimp are Bugs; Bugs are Shrimp
  • Likes to be around others
  • Is Raccoon Bat - Not Fox.
Appearance
Average figure, a lil on the fuller side
Dirty blond hair
Sun kissed skin; a bit tan
Keeps to a very country way of dress
Very Cajun French accent
Often has a small note book in her pocket
Personality
Curious
Fun loving
Smart mouth
Tunnel Vision
Sometimes forgets to care for herself
On Alert; sounds always catch her attention
Social. Is a chatter box. Also talks with her hands
Secretly: Has abandonment issues and will pull away from any sort of 'ship' that tries to go further.
History
~Born to a skulk in Louisiana, her parents were happy as a gator in a swamp to have her. Their own lil bat fox; she was well loved by them.
~Around the time she was 2 years old, still learning from her parents, they both passed from a drunk driver hitting them and sending them flying into the bayou. It took some time for their car to even be found.
~For a while, Dottie was a nightmare of a handful. Upset at the broken bond between her and her parents and not feeling close to anyone else really in the Skulk. What she didn't know was that her fighting their King as an upset child and the King dealing with the aftermath of territory disputes, the Skulk disbanded and no one wanted her- her last chance before simply being abandoned was her grandmother.
~Her grandmother, bless her, took in the kit. The former king gave the simple human woman a rundown of what was what with her and warned her. Even with that Dottie found herself in her grandmother's care with as much precaution as a woman could give.
~It took time for Dottie to come out of her shell, accepting the woman as her carer and listening to her. By the time she was four, things were a lot better and she was learning more now. She had a place to shift and her Grandmother made sure to religiously not take after anything from her granddaughter to prevent accidental infection from the werechild.
~As Dottie grew, her control came too; a little bit at a time. She loved the lessons taught by her grandmother, learning how to cook and care for the small ranch in the bayou that just had a horse and some chickens- yes, Dottie sometimes ate the chickens but her grandmother just accepted it as a part of nature with her granddaughter.
~Dottie lost her grandmother just after she turned 7(19) and was left with a small estate. It was hard for her, she didn't know what to do so she started to work in every old-school kitchen around and found at least the semblance of a place where she felt she belonged. As friendly and warm as Dottie was, she kept people at an arms length; everyone always seemed to leave her so she was protecting their feelings.
~The bond with her fox remained sure and strong, Batty sometimes being the only one she feels any sort of close bond because no one can ever take her fox away.
~Eventually, after gaining some more cooking skills; lacking a few others but that was natural, she bought herself a food truck up in Colorado and moved from the bayou's humid heat, and went to the colder area to run a Cajun Homestyle truck. It was her grandmother's dream to cook for people like this, so she was taking all the recipes from home and bringing them up away from others to hopefully get a good footing.
~So, she sold her home and everything and bought a nice little ranch place where she could bring her horse Cricket.
Other
Speaks; English, French, Cajun, Creole (and the mash up of those three )
Lives in a small farm house with a barn in the back. Her horse; Cricket
Runs a Cajun Food truck she drives around; all food is made from scratch and limited for the day
Adopted from Magics Adopts <3
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