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"Remember, your words can plant gardens or burn whole forests down."

Fiery, 2019 Taken by me in Ford Park, CO

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"Our animal friends teach us more than we could have expected and loved us more than we could have hoped... that's why we miss them more than we could have imagined."

In The Light, 2023 Taken by me

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"Wanting to be someone else is a waste of the person you are." -Marilyn Monroe

Desert Cactus, 2024 Taken by me in Moapa, NV

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"Today is the beginning of a new day. Let it be something good." Double Trouble, 2022 Taken by me in Salt Lake City, UT

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"Isn't it funny how day by day nothing changes, but when you look back everything is different" - C.S. Lewis

Gardenfall, 2019 Taken by me in Ford Park, CO

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"Sometimes you will never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory." -Dr. Seuss

Serenity, 2019 Taken by me in Green Mountain, NC

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"Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; remember that what you now have was once among the things you only hoped for." -Epicurus

Shining in the Sunlight, 2019 Taken by me in Ford Park, CO

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"You can't go back and change the beginning, but you can start where you are and change the ending." -C.S. Lewis

Embracing Life, 2019 Taken by me in Waco, TX

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A short paragraph from my upcoming story "Cyprus Serendipity".

Release date & description coming soon.

Photo taken & edited by me.

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"Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning how to dance in the rain."

After the Rain, 2021 Taken by me in Oceanside, CA

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"Why do we insist on crossing bridges that do not exist" -Set It Off

Photo taken by me in Provo, UT

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One of my favorite lines from my new short story "All She Really Wants".

Background photo "Heliopsis" taken by me in Ford Park, CO. 2019.

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"There is no right time, just time and what you choose to do with it"

Warm Welcome, 2021

Photo by me, taken in Oceanside, CA

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"Never regret anything that made you smile."

Fairy Flower, 2019 Photo by me, taken somewhere in Colorado.

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Introduction

Good afternoon dearest readers and travelers!

My name is VintageVixen, although you can call me Vix, and I welcome you to my writers journey!

I am a beginning writer, currently specializing in realistic fiction. I am also a furry writer! I would like to elaborate on this as I feel the title "furry" often leads to sudden accusations and assumptions.

All my life I have been drawn to animals, whether in a realistic or fictional setting. Growing up my favorite medias- be it shows, movies, books, and more- almost always centered around animals or were animal related! Titles such as Disney's Robin Hood, Brother Bear, Happy Feet, The Aristocats, and The Fox and the Hound, are all great examples of movies I obsessed over as a child.

Upon starting my writers journey I decided that the characters in my stories would be animal people- or anthros-- as I recognize the value of using animals in storytelling as they can be used in many symbolic ways! Also- I just think they're neat! I can honestly say the idea of creatures that are human-like but animal is incredibly intriguing and cool, at least to my mind!

As a result, for the foreseeable future my work will be furry related in terms of the characters my works will be about, however said characters will be facing realistic situations mirroring the real-world we live in! Consider everything the same except humans aren't humans.

Please excuse any grammar, punctuation, or formatting errors encountered along the way. I am actively taking classes to better myself and my writing, but I won't always be perfect, especially not starting out! I am always open to receiving kind-hearted, helpful, and constructive criticism, so if there is something you notice that could improve please feel free to shoot me a message.

I hope that you join me on this journey- any and all support is greatly appreciated- and enjoy the upcoming works I share with you all! My first release- All She Really Wants- is out now!

With love,

VintageVixen

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All She Really Wants | Short Story

Recently graduated, Vixie Valentine prepares for her first girls night out with friends post-highschool.

Inspired by "Girls Just Want To Have Fun" by Cyndi Lauper

Hello everyone! My name is VintageVixen, although you can call me Vix! I'm thrilled to share with you all my very first short story release. I'm quite new at all of this, so please bare with me through the mistakes and learning, I'm doing my best <3

All She Really Wants was not intended to be my first release, however the short story that was supposed to be my first release is turning into a longer story than I originally anticipated. Wanting to get a move on posting my works, I opted to share this short first! More stories to come soon, so stick around!

Vixie Valentine is my own original character and creation.

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Across the hall a bright yellow-tinted glow shone through the cracks and spaces of a closed door. The whirring sound of a hair dryer emanated throughout the hall from behind. Just beyond the door Vixie Valentine– an arctic fox girl– was actively preparing herself for a girls night out. With a towel wrapped around her body, she sat on a cushioned stool in front of a fancy vanity– complete with a white wood finish and globe light bulbs outlining the mirror– thoroughly drying her fur.

Having finished with her head, she focused on her arms and neck, moving downward– hastily shaking the dryer back and forth. As the moisture left her body, her fur transformed from a damp mess to a soft puff. Vixie had always loved her fur. Like most people of her kind, she had a long and fluffy coat– however unlike most of her kind, it didn’t take her an abundance of work to keep it nice. Thanks to her mother she had won the genetic lottery– in terms of fur and stature anyways– and rarely had to use special conditioners and sprays to keep her coat so soft.

After minutes more of drying she was back to her fluffy self. As the arctic fox turned off the dryer and placed it back into its drawer, the loud whirring sound was replaced by early 2000s pop music blasting from a portable speaker. Humming with the tunes, she picked up the towel she had dropped onto the floor while working on her fur and walked it over to the closet. Opening up the door, she tossed the damp towel into a basket hidden to the left of the entrance and walked further in to assess her outfit options for the evening. Tapping a foot to the rhythm of the music, she hummed in thought as she surveyed her wardrobe.

Everything directly to her right was out of the question. All of those outfits, being winter wear, wouldn’t do for a warm summer night. After another quick moment of glancing around the closet, her eyes locked onto a section just left of the middle rack in the back. Hanging there were multiple dresses and skirts, most of them various shades of light pink, but all of them short.

“It feels like a short dress kind of night.” she mused softly to herself.

Reaching for the hangers, she quickly flipped her fingers through each one– giving a brief look at each outfit. She flipped past a light pink dress with ruffles and a floral bird design, not feeling its vibe. Next to it was a white-based dress with red roses and a pink underside to it.

“Maybe…” she whispered, considering the outfit.

Moving on with her options she next looked over a lacey pink dress with hot pink roses. Shaking her head she quickly flipped past.

“Too lacey.”

After sifting through multiple more options, she finally stopped at one specific skirt. It was knee-length, silky pink pleated, and rather ordinary looking. However, with the right top, this skirt would be perfect– and Vixie knew exactly which top would pair well. Grabbing the hanger holding the skirt, she quickly turned to her left and ran her fingers over multiple hangers until she stopped on one. Lifting it up and out of its spot, she brought the top above the skirt and held them there for a moment as she considered the outfit pairing.

“Perfect!”

Momentarily hanging the top back up, she gently unclipped the skirt from its hanger and put it on as well as her undergarments. After a few moments of dressing and adjusting, she reached back for the adorable top and slowly pulled it over her head.

Hers would definitely be the stand-out outfit of the group this evening, although rarely was it not. Vixie’s fashion sense was unmatched in her friend group. Where others would dress appropriately for an occasion, she would dress with grace and style, accessories and colors coordinating from head to toe.

Finally finished adjusting her outfit, Vixie emerged from her closet and sat back down at her vanity where she opened multiple drawers, fiddling with various makeup cases. Picking up case after case, and tube after tube, she whispered no with each grab until she found the exact colors she was searching for. Setting the makeup she had chosen on top of the vanity, she opened up one of the tubes and began to work.

With a steady hand and focused gaze, she applied a hefty layer of mascara to her eyelashes, making them all the more visible against her white coat. Blinking repeatedly she closed up the mascara, and with swift movement returned the tube to its drawer. Vixie then popped open a small case, picked up a thin brush, and lightly dusted her eyelids with a light pink eyeshadow. Still tapping her foot to the music, she softly sung with the music here and there as she continued to work on herself. Whizzing through the rest of the eyeshadow, and then the blush, she finished off her makeup with a light layer of pink lipstick– pressing her lips together firmly to blend it in.

Almost finished putting herself together, Vixie reached towards the back of her vanity table where her favorite jewelry sat. Grabbing the items, she carefully clipped on the rose gold heart-shaped necklace and stuck in the matching heart earrings. Satisfied with her appearance, Vixie hastily returned the rest of her cases and items to their proper drawers and stood up. Getting around her seat, she walked a few steps behind where she sat and stood in front of the wall next to her closet– where a full-length mirror hung. With a bright grin and a twirl of her skirt, she examined herself in the mirror with excitement.

Her blouse– an ivory colored, spaghetti-strap crop top with frilly sleeves– complimented her pink pleated skirt perfectly. Her heart necklace with earrings to match completed the look. Staring back at her was a beautiful arctic fox. No longer the girl she had been most of her life, but a woman– radiant and free.

Keeping the smile on her face she slipped into her pink open-toe heels, grabbed her clutch purse, and made her way out the bedroom. Her heels clicked rhythmically on the wooden floor as she walked through the hallway, down the stairs and to the front door.

As she prepared to exit the house, she turned her head to the left and looked into the living room just next to the entryway. Sitting on a lounge chair was Vixie’s father, quietly watching a documentary. He turned his head and met her gaze with a twinge of sadness and worry. Vixie gave him a warm smile and spoke lovingly.

“I’ll be back before 11, don’t worry.”

“Please keep yourself safe.” her father replied apprehensively, “Be observant… and make good decisions.”

Vixie kept her smile as her father spoke. Years ago she would have gotten defensive at his words– feeling like he was implying she wasn’t capable of taking care of herself or being safe. Years ago, her father likely would have forbid her to leave the house– or at least tried. Years ago when she was a moody teenager who didn’t understand anything outside of herself. Now she understood. She understood why he wished her to stay home, why he worried for her– as well as her sister– so consistently. He loved her, and feared losing her to the world.

She could just stay home. Go back into her room, get changed, and play a round of card games together like they used to. She could stay and ease his nerves. She could, but she also couldn’t.

Her father would always be everything to her– her number one– but she had to live her life. She longed to have the freedom to walk in the sun and go wherever the path of life took her– whether for one evening or a lifelong journey– and that freedom finally arrived to her and it was time to take that chance.

“I will, I promise.” she responded cheerfully, opening the front door “Bye, daddy! Love you!”

She wasn’t leaving for good, or even for long. She just wanted a night out with her girlfriends– a night of living life to the fullest. That's all she really wants after all– to have fun.