Thread:Kusindlerp123/@comment-37242682-20181127213244/@comment-34459794-20190102214911

Lotus was scraping now with her claws forming into different animals, all black versions from being black, none of it getting anywhere.

Frost stayed silent recognizing one of the voices. It was her step-mom's, Hunt's, voice and it almost hurt her ears.

She wanted to run out, she was filled with pain and sorrow, but she couldn't she had to rescue her Dad and Lotus and these other captives.

She listened to the mages and Hunt, "It's her father, he isn't a bad wendigo."

"Hunt do you think we didn't know that, these are all kind dark figures so we're studying them."

"They aren't meant to be studied they're meant to be free in their dangerous, wild animal roaming-"

The rest was cut off because there was a sensatiational tingling in Frost's tail and unheard noise filled her brain.

Frost could feel, was it more tails?

She looked back and remembered something from her childhood with her real parents.

Nine tails, eight more coming from behind her parents discussing something about jiu jitsu?

No no it was kitsunes. Frost was a kitsune. Naturally white. Her black fur dye washed out completely as she changed into a small rodent to get around without being disturbed.