aka. Arctic fox, white fox, polar fox, snow fox. a small fox native to the Arctic regions of the Northern and common throughout the Arctic tundra biome. It has a large and very fluffy tail.
Plate LXXX of Lives of Game Animals by Ernest Thompson Seton in the arctic fox chapter of Volume 1 part 2
Arctic Fox in Early Winter
A very detailed drawing of a white arctic fox sitting in the sheltered side of a rock pile. There's snow on the rocks and around the fox, and snow bloring in the air. Three little birds sit on the rocks above the fox.
Much like Ded Linnaeus is a character from the TTRPG ive been writting but isn’t really a ‘NPC’ as there is no where in the one shot I wrote where a player would be likely to meet her. That being said I think she is still a really fun character and worth sharing.
full backstory bellow the cut
Linnaeus was born as Elsa Svalbard and she only has vague memories of her mother. She spent most of her childhood on her own as a transient. She traveled from town to town asking for handouts and nicking things from those who turned their nose up at her. She didn't ever feel bad about stealing as it was always from those she felt slighted her. She would never stay in one town for too long and when things got tense she would pack up and move on, never to return. Always getting out before things got hot she would never actually see any repercussions of her actions.
One day as she was wandering far south a harsh winter storm picked up forcing her to find cover. She managed to hide under a stack of thick branches till the storm passed, and after digging herself out of the snow she looked around at the blanketed white world. Spotting a small dash of color a ways off her curiosity got the best of her and wandered over to it to find a limp, cold Vulpes body.
Making the most of this situation she decided to search the body for anything that she might need in the coming days. As are searched the pockets she found a wealth of goods. Not only had this Vulpes been loaded but their clothes were also extremely nice and expensive. After maybe thinking about it for a single fleeting moment she decided that this poor chap didn't need any of this anymore, so why shouldn't she take it? She quickly stripped the dead Vulpes naked and put on all his belongings. She smiled as she took a moment to appreciate the gift that had been handed to her, this clothing was the nicest she had ever worn in her life. So smooth, so silky.
Not wanting to get in trouble or be blamed for the Vulpes's demise she quickly tossed the body into the fridged sea where it slowly drifted off into the horizon. With any luck, it would never be found.
Thinking that would be the end of that she wandered into the closest city, Windwall, to buy herself a nice meal from the Vulpes's generous donation. However, as soon as she stepped into the city a Foristeri flagged her down and taking her by the arm started to lead her through the city and talking as if they knew each other. Unsure of what to do she kept quiet and went along with the Aves trying to put pieces together by listening to what they had to say.
She quickly realized that the clothes she had taken were a unique set and this Aves had mistaken her for the dead Vulpes she had taken them off of. The Vulpes had been some sort of history teacher, or maybe student, and he had come here to work for the Historians. From what she could tell, it seemed that no one here had actually seen the Vulpes before as they had only talked via letter. As she was trying to figure a way out of the situation, the Foristeri that had been guiding her around suddenly brought up the subject of how much they would pay for her to be a historian and her jaw dropped. It was a ridiculous amount...almost too good to pass up.
After following around the Aves for a bit longer she made up her mind, she was going to try to replace the Vulpes, this ' Linnaeus Quinzee', and see how far her skills in deception could get her.
(on a side note, Linnaeus is generally a male name, so she often has to tell people its pronounced in a more feminine way. 'the U says A')
She has now worked as a Historian for a number of years and to her knowledge, no one is the wiser. She has kept her head down, listened carefully to what others talk about, and studied quite a bit of the Windwall legend. If asked for her thoughts she will always agree with whatever her superiors says even if it makes no sense. She keeps quiet and has no real friends, her job also pays extremely well and since taking it she has never really wanted much for money.
She has a nice house and all the food she could ask for causing her to be quite content. From time to time she gets lonely, but she will quickly shake off the feeling as if she were ever to get close to anyone they would find out her secret for sure.
Found in the polar Arctic regions of North America, Europe, and Asia, the Arctic fox (Vulpes lagopus) is perfectly equipped for life below zero. This carnivore reduces its exposure to winter weather through a variety of adaptations, including compact body size, small ears, and short limbs. But the Arctic fox is also a seasonal fashionista. During winter, this species sports a dense coat of white fur that helps insulate it from the cold. Did you know? It can withstand temperatures of up to −90°F (-67.8°C). By comparison, frostbite can affect humans at temperatures below 31°F (-0.6°C)!
made a lil info sheet of foxes for a friend... better fox taxonomy under the cut if anyone is interested hehe (the grey fox is not part of tribe vulpini i just like them)
(secret third thing neither canini nor vulpini considered basal to all living canids)
Urocyon
U. cinereoargenteus, Grey Fox
U. littoralis, Island Fox (not pictured)
TRIBE VULPINI
Otocyon
O. megalotis, Bat-Eared Fox
Nyctereutes
N. procyonides, Raccoon Dog
N. viverrinus, Japanese Raccoon Dog (not pictured)
An albino arctic fox (Vulpes lagopus) in its summer coat, spotted by scientists of the Arctic Research Station of the Institute of Plant and Animal Ecology of the Ural Branch of the Russian Academy of Sciences near the village of Sabetta in the Yamal Peninsula.