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<blockquote data-quote="India Actual" data-source="post: 1622" data-attributes="member: 80"><p><strong>A Foxy Side Story</strong></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Age 780, <em>Planet Basur</em></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">A young woman and her small daughter were traveling the roads in the wastes just outside the city in the region. The little girl happily clung to her mother as the pair walked hand in hand to their destination. “Mommy, how much longer until we get there? I’m hungry.” The little girl patted her growling stomach which drew a look of concern from the woman. “I know dear. Not much longer and then we’ll see about getting something to eat.” Around the bend the woman noticed another person walking toward them from the opposite direction and the pair moved to the side to let the stranger pass. Except they didn’t and stopped just short of the woman and her child, clad in a dark cloak which concealed their face, a voice of a man spoke from behind the veil of the cloak, “Beg your pardon miss. Could you spare some change for something to eat?” The woman was a bit taken back by the man’s presence and she instinctively pulled her daughter close to her. “I’m sorry, we’re in a hurry.” She attempted to slide past the man who shot out a hand impeding her way, “Terribly sorry to hear that. Perhaps there’s something else you could do for us.” This admission startled the woman whose eyes grew wide with shock and the man threw away his cloak to reveal a grizzly looking man in his late 20’s or early 30’s brandishing a knife. The woman screamed and attempted to flee in the opposite direction with her daughter, but they were stopped by the appearance of more than half dozen men wielding blades and other makeshift weapons. She was grabbed up from behind and a hand placed over her mouth by the one who had addressed her on the road, he held the knife to her neck. The little girl was snapped from her grasp kicking and screaming by one of the others. He leaned close to her and gave her hair a sniff, “Perhaps you could provide some entertainment for me and the boys.” The other men chuckled with glee at the thought and the little girl only screamed louder. “Since that monkey boy has been missing in action. There’s nothing to stop us from having a little fun.” Her terrified eyes glistened with tears and her muffled voice tried to call out for her little girl who was in the clutches of one of the other thugs.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Not long after the man had hauled her off to the side of the road behind some rocks and tore away her clothes revealing her undergarments and she began to struggle and fight his attempts to further undress her. The thuggish man grew tired of her attempts to fight him off and he struck her hard across the face to quell the fight left in her. She fell back onto the ground with a red mark on the side of her face and tears in her dazed eyes. “That’s it you just keep nice and quiet. It’ll be all over soon.” He approached her and began to take down his pants when he was struck from behind in the back of his head by a rock. “What the fu-?!” He turned to spy a female fox tossing a rock up and down in her palm like she was playing with a baseball. He pulled out his knife and pointed it at her. “I don’t know who you think you are lady, but you’re dead!” He was caught between the eyes by the other rock. This dazed him and drew blood from his forehead which only gave cause to infuriate him further. When his vision cleared, he pressed forward to attack her, but she was gone. “Down here, numb nuts.” She reappeared in front of him and came up with her claws to strike him across his face which left deep gouges in his flesh. He was about to scream but a quick knife hand to the throat only gave way to a gurgle of blood. The man clutched his collapsed throat and struggled to breath which only produced a disgusting rattle. He fell to his knees and his frightened eyes fell on to the fox with a look to plead for mercy. She rounded behind him and placed a hand underneath his chin and leaned forward to whisper into his ear, “Don’t worry it’ll be all over soon.” She placed her other hand on the side of his head and abruptly pulled in opposite directions breaking his neck. The fox strode over to the sobbing woman who was in disbelief over what had just transpired, she was quickly covered up by the cloak the fox had been wearing. “Please, my daughter. She’s being held by the others.” The fox stood up wearing white gi pants and a blue cheongsam style dress with a red sash. “Stay here. I’ll be right back.”</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">[ATTACH]223[/ATTACH]</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">A short distance away, the little girl was surrounded by seven awful looking men who were chuckling at the thought of what their leader was doing to her mother, “Boy, I can’t wait for my turn.” The little girl just sobbed louder which drew the ire of one of them and he went to kick her in the face to shut her up, but suddenly stopped with a paralyzed expression on his face. “What’s wrong?!” another of them asked as the man turn around to reveal a knife stuck into his spine. He fell down onto his knees and there behind him was the fox holding up a clawed hand with a vicious grin on her face. “It’s time to learn how to respect women, little boys.” One of them swung an axe with cut straight for her neck but she ducked under the attack. She grabbed his outstretched arm and stepped around behind him slamming a palm strike into his elbow while pulling back on his wrist. Very disgustingly his bone came out from his skin which caused him to cry out in agony. She swept him off his feet and stomped down on his head with a sickening crack. She stopped to spread her legs apart and take up a fighting stance, her open palms bearing her claws at them she beckoned them to come at her. The group of men began to spread out and encircle the fox with murderous intent. Their vile gazes set upon punishing this insolent interloper for interrupting their fun. Four brave young souls dove in to attack the lady fox at the same time. It was a blur of youth versus skill that came to a head in that instant, knives and clubs swinging down at the same spot where she stood. They all came crashing down into empty space at the sly fox spun backwards with the grace of a trained dancer and the poise of someone who knew how to handle themselves. She began her assault from her right and worked her way across her field of vision to the left. The first received a jumping front kick to the neck which sent him reeling to the ground with blood erupting from his mouth. The second one in line barely had a chance to react when she came down across his face with a diagonal slash of her claws which gouged an eye in the process. He began to scream as he held his bloody and wounded face but even that was silenced as the points of her clawed fingers punctured straight into his neck. The scream quickly suppressed and turned into a gurgle of blood which sent shock into him and caused him to collapse to the ground. The remaining four now seeing what she had done to their comrades now spread out and became cautious to her defense. “Don’t tell me you chicken shits are afraid of little old me?” She said in a fierce tone of voice. She bore her blood-stained claws at them and rushed in low and quick before they had a chance to settle themselves. The next deserving victim was on the receiving end of a vicious elbow to the solar plexus which caused him to double over just enough for her to reach his face. She pulled his head down into a headlock and pulled up sharply on his neck separating vertebrae with an audile crack. She dropped his body face first onto the ground with a sickening thud as he was dead before he even hit the ground. Two of them came in at her with wild and panicked looks in their eyes each slashing bladed weapons at the same time in hope to overtake her with numbers. Their enthusiasm was quickly met with as she smoothly blocked the attack of one of them while spinning her body out of line of the other. She quickly directed the wrist of her captured victim to stab his friend square in the chest. Shocked at what he had done to his friend he received a backward elbow strike to the gut which bent him over enough for her to get leverage and hip toss him onto the ground. She was about to get attacked from behind by the remaining bystander, but she heard his foot falls from behind and instantly sent a back-kick square into his chest which sent him reeling to the ground. She followed through on the first by snatching up a dropped knife and rolling forward next to him she twisted his head to the side and slammed the blade down into the side of his head. Now the fox stood and twisted her neck from side to side letting out and audible crackle from her neck. “Ugh. I’m getting too old for this shit.” Her eyes were directed now to the survivor of the gang who was on the ground with fear in his eyes trying desperately to clamber backwards. “Please…please…. let me go. I didn’t mean anything, please. We figured with monkey boy gone we could have some fun. Just let me go, please.” The female fox picked up a bloody knife off the ground and calmly walked toward the man on the ground. “So, you know that monkey boy, eh? You think you could get away with being a disgusting, vile, dickless, piece of shit? Boy, that’s my son you’re talking about and if you were dealing with him. You got off easy.” She said bearing her fangs as she flicked her wrist and buried the knife straight into his groin. The young man cried out clenching onto the knife that was buried into his nether region and the vicious fox took a knee and grabbed him by the face. “It’s your lucky day, worm. You get to deliver a message for me. You tell them all that if anyone dares to step out of line, I’m coming for them. You hear me?!” She grabbed onto the knife and crudely ripped it from it’s resting place which caused him even more pain. She snapped it’s blade off against a rock and tossed the handle to the side as she walked over to the scared little girl left huddled by herself. “Come on sweetie. I’ve got you; your mommy is waiting for you.” The little girl wiped her tears and sniffled as she was picked up by the lady fox. She was still scared but she felt a sense of safety when she was taken up into her caring arms. The fox displayed a level of care like only a mother could and this put the little girl at ease.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">A tearful reunion later with her mother, two younger ladies clung to one another with joy that they were safe. The fox just stood by with a gentle smile as she felt rewarded that she could help. The fox stepped forward and helped the mother up with her child and even adjusted the cloak around the young lady, so she didn’t feel exposed. “There we are now. Everyone is all safe and sound. Are you headed to the city? Let’s make sure you get there safely.” The young lady still a bit shocked just nodded her head and the trio began to their trek to the city.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">A familiar city center crept into view as the trio of ladies walked to their destination. The young woman directed them to a house on a side street where she met up with her elderly parents. They were shocked to see the state their daughter and granddaughter were in but were thankful that everyone was more or less unharmed by the incident. Seeing that everyone was safe the sly fox turned and began to walk away like she wasn’t even there, but she was stopped by the young lady who rushed to thank her. “Thank you. Thank you, a thousand times. Please, at least tell me your name.” The lady fox just patted her hand with a caring smile, “It’s Kitsune.” The young lady threw herself to hug onto Kitsune which caused her a bit of surprise, but she reciprocated the hug. For a moment she thought of Sorrel clinging onto her which caused her eyes to well up a bit, but she just cleared her throat and stepped back. “I’m glad you and your daughter are safe. You two take care.” She gave the little girl a smile and wave as she stepped back. Suddenly she leapt up into the sky and took off in flight headed for the wilderness off in the distance.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">A short time later, Kitsune landed in front of her house and leaned back giving her aching back a stretch. “Gah. Going to feel that tomorrow.” She peered at Korian’s empty house next door and sighed solemnly to herself. She so dearly missed her son and granddaughter these past few months. She headed over to the front of Korian’s house and stopped by the tree in their front yard, there was a small white grave marker for Sorrel. She knelt down and picked up any fallen foliage around her grave and then placed a hand on the headstone. “Went out again today to right wrongs just like Korian would do. You always supported him no matter how fool hardy he could be.” She sighed as the tears began to build in her eyes. “I know you’re proud of Korian and Shihori. I couldn’t be prouder of them. I hope that I was wrong and that we all get to be together again one day.” She began to cry and wiped the tears from her eyes. “From the moment you came into my life I just knew that you would hold a special place in my life. You were my second chance at raising a daughter.” She closed her eyes as the tears fell and she continued to sob. “I miss you Sorrel.” She stood up and wiped her face with both hands and looked back at Korian’s quiet home. “You two come back to me safe and sound. You hear me? We’re counting on you.” She gave Sorrel’s grave one last look before heading for home in quiet contemplation for the mission that laid ahead of all of them.</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="India Actual, post: 1622, member: 80"] [B]A Foxy Side Story[/B] [FONT=verdana]Age 780, [I]Planet Basur[/I] A young woman and her small daughter were traveling the roads in the wastes just outside the city in the region. The little girl happily clung to her mother as the pair walked hand in hand to their destination. “Mommy, how much longer until we get there? I’m hungry.” The little girl patted her growling stomach which drew a look of concern from the woman. “I know dear. Not much longer and then we’ll see about getting something to eat.” Around the bend the woman noticed another person walking toward them from the opposite direction and the pair moved to the side to let the stranger pass. Except they didn’t and stopped just short of the woman and her child, clad in a dark cloak which concealed their face, a voice of a man spoke from behind the veil of the cloak, “Beg your pardon miss. Could you spare some change for something to eat?” The woman was a bit taken back by the man’s presence and she instinctively pulled her daughter close to her. “I’m sorry, we’re in a hurry.” She attempted to slide past the man who shot out a hand impeding her way, “Terribly sorry to hear that. Perhaps there’s something else you could do for us.” This admission startled the woman whose eyes grew wide with shock and the man threw away his cloak to reveal a grizzly looking man in his late 20’s or early 30’s brandishing a knife. The woman screamed and attempted to flee in the opposite direction with her daughter, but they were stopped by the appearance of more than half dozen men wielding blades and other makeshift weapons. She was grabbed up from behind and a hand placed over her mouth by the one who had addressed her on the road, he held the knife to her neck. The little girl was snapped from her grasp kicking and screaming by one of the others. He leaned close to her and gave her hair a sniff, “Perhaps you could provide some entertainment for me and the boys.” The other men chuckled with glee at the thought and the little girl only screamed louder. “Since that monkey boy has been missing in action. There’s nothing to stop us from having a little fun.” Her terrified eyes glistened with tears and her muffled voice tried to call out for her little girl who was in the clutches of one of the other thugs. Not long after the man had hauled her off to the side of the road behind some rocks and tore away her clothes revealing her undergarments and she began to struggle and fight his attempts to further undress her. The thuggish man grew tired of her attempts to fight him off and he struck her hard across the face to quell the fight left in her. She fell back onto the ground with a red mark on the side of her face and tears in her dazed eyes. “That’s it you just keep nice and quiet. It’ll be all over soon.” He approached her and began to take down his pants when he was struck from behind in the back of his head by a rock. “What the fu-?!” He turned to spy a female fox tossing a rock up and down in her palm like she was playing with a baseball. He pulled out his knife and pointed it at her. “I don’t know who you think you are lady, but you’re dead!” He was caught between the eyes by the other rock. This dazed him and drew blood from his forehead which only gave cause to infuriate him further. When his vision cleared, he pressed forward to attack her, but she was gone. “Down here, numb nuts.” She reappeared in front of him and came up with her claws to strike him across his face which left deep gouges in his flesh. He was about to scream but a quick knife hand to the throat only gave way to a gurgle of blood. The man clutched his collapsed throat and struggled to breath which only produced a disgusting rattle. He fell to his knees and his frightened eyes fell on to the fox with a look to plead for mercy. She rounded behind him and placed a hand underneath his chin and leaned forward to whisper into his ear, “Don’t worry it’ll be all over soon.” She placed her other hand on the side of his head and abruptly pulled in opposite directions breaking his neck. The fox strode over to the sobbing woman who was in disbelief over what had just transpired, she was quickly covered up by the cloak the fox had been wearing. “Please, my daughter. She’s being held by the others.” The fox stood up wearing white gi pants and a blue cheongsam style dress with a red sash. “Stay here. I’ll be right back.” [ATTACH]223[/ATTACH] A short distance away, the little girl was surrounded by seven awful looking men who were chuckling at the thought of what their leader was doing to her mother, “Boy, I can’t wait for my turn.” The little girl just sobbed louder which drew the ire of one of them and he went to kick her in the face to shut her up, but suddenly stopped with a paralyzed expression on his face. “What’s wrong?!” another of them asked as the man turn around to reveal a knife stuck into his spine. He fell down onto his knees and there behind him was the fox holding up a clawed hand with a vicious grin on her face. “It’s time to learn how to respect women, little boys.” One of them swung an axe with cut straight for her neck but she ducked under the attack. She grabbed his outstretched arm and stepped around behind him slamming a palm strike into his elbow while pulling back on his wrist. Very disgustingly his bone came out from his skin which caused him to cry out in agony. She swept him off his feet and stomped down on his head with a sickening crack. She stopped to spread her legs apart and take up a fighting stance, her open palms bearing her claws at them she beckoned them to come at her. The group of men began to spread out and encircle the fox with murderous intent. Their vile gazes set upon punishing this insolent interloper for interrupting their fun. Four brave young souls dove in to attack the lady fox at the same time. It was a blur of youth versus skill that came to a head in that instant, knives and clubs swinging down at the same spot where she stood. They all came crashing down into empty space at the sly fox spun backwards with the grace of a trained dancer and the poise of someone who knew how to handle themselves. She began her assault from her right and worked her way across her field of vision to the left. The first received a jumping front kick to the neck which sent him reeling to the ground with blood erupting from his mouth. The second one in line barely had a chance to react when she came down across his face with a diagonal slash of her claws which gouged an eye in the process. He began to scream as he held his bloody and wounded face but even that was silenced as the points of her clawed fingers punctured straight into his neck. The scream quickly suppressed and turned into a gurgle of blood which sent shock into him and caused him to collapse to the ground. The remaining four now seeing what she had done to their comrades now spread out and became cautious to her defense. “Don’t tell me you chicken shits are afraid of little old me?” She said in a fierce tone of voice. She bore her blood-stained claws at them and rushed in low and quick before they had a chance to settle themselves. The next deserving victim was on the receiving end of a vicious elbow to the solar plexus which caused him to double over just enough for her to reach his face. She pulled his head down into a headlock and pulled up sharply on his neck separating vertebrae with an audile crack. She dropped his body face first onto the ground with a sickening thud as he was dead before he even hit the ground. Two of them came in at her with wild and panicked looks in their eyes each slashing bladed weapons at the same time in hope to overtake her with numbers. Their enthusiasm was quickly met with as she smoothly blocked the attack of one of them while spinning her body out of line of the other. She quickly directed the wrist of her captured victim to stab his friend square in the chest. Shocked at what he had done to his friend he received a backward elbow strike to the gut which bent him over enough for her to get leverage and hip toss him onto the ground. She was about to get attacked from behind by the remaining bystander, but she heard his foot falls from behind and instantly sent a back-kick square into his chest which sent him reeling to the ground. She followed through on the first by snatching up a dropped knife and rolling forward next to him she twisted his head to the side and slammed the blade down into the side of his head. Now the fox stood and twisted her neck from side to side letting out and audible crackle from her neck. “Ugh. I’m getting too old for this shit.” Her eyes were directed now to the survivor of the gang who was on the ground with fear in his eyes trying desperately to clamber backwards. “Please…please…. let me go. I didn’t mean anything, please. We figured with monkey boy gone we could have some fun. Just let me go, please.” The female fox picked up a bloody knife off the ground and calmly walked toward the man on the ground. “So, you know that monkey boy, eh? You think you could get away with being a disgusting, vile, dickless, piece of shit? Boy, that’s my son you’re talking about and if you were dealing with him. You got off easy.” She said bearing her fangs as she flicked her wrist and buried the knife straight into his groin. The young man cried out clenching onto the knife that was buried into his nether region and the vicious fox took a knee and grabbed him by the face. “It’s your lucky day, worm. You get to deliver a message for me. You tell them all that if anyone dares to step out of line, I’m coming for them. You hear me?!” She grabbed onto the knife and crudely ripped it from it’s resting place which caused him even more pain. She snapped it’s blade off against a rock and tossed the handle to the side as she walked over to the scared little girl left huddled by herself. “Come on sweetie. I’ve got you; your mommy is waiting for you.” The little girl wiped her tears and sniffled as she was picked up by the lady fox. She was still scared but she felt a sense of safety when she was taken up into her caring arms. The fox displayed a level of care like only a mother could and this put the little girl at ease. A tearful reunion later with her mother, two younger ladies clung to one another with joy that they were safe. The fox just stood by with a gentle smile as she felt rewarded that she could help. The fox stepped forward and helped the mother up with her child and even adjusted the cloak around the young lady, so she didn’t feel exposed. “There we are now. Everyone is all safe and sound. Are you headed to the city? Let’s make sure you get there safely.” The young lady still a bit shocked just nodded her head and the trio began to their trek to the city. A familiar city center crept into view as the trio of ladies walked to their destination. The young woman directed them to a house on a side street where she met up with her elderly parents. They were shocked to see the state their daughter and granddaughter were in but were thankful that everyone was more or less unharmed by the incident. Seeing that everyone was safe the sly fox turned and began to walk away like she wasn’t even there, but she was stopped by the young lady who rushed to thank her. “Thank you. Thank you, a thousand times. Please, at least tell me your name.” The lady fox just patted her hand with a caring smile, “It’s Kitsune.” The young lady threw herself to hug onto Kitsune which caused her a bit of surprise, but she reciprocated the hug. For a moment she thought of Sorrel clinging onto her which caused her eyes to well up a bit, but she just cleared her throat and stepped back. “I’m glad you and your daughter are safe. You two take care.” She gave the little girl a smile and wave as she stepped back. Suddenly she leapt up into the sky and took off in flight headed for the wilderness off in the distance. A short time later, Kitsune landed in front of her house and leaned back giving her aching back a stretch. “Gah. Going to feel that tomorrow.” She peered at Korian’s empty house next door and sighed solemnly to herself. She so dearly missed her son and granddaughter these past few months. She headed over to the front of Korian’s house and stopped by the tree in their front yard, there was a small white grave marker for Sorrel. She knelt down and picked up any fallen foliage around her grave and then placed a hand on the headstone. “Went out again today to right wrongs just like Korian would do. You always supported him no matter how fool hardy he could be.” She sighed as the tears began to build in her eyes. “I know you’re proud of Korian and Shihori. I couldn’t be prouder of them. I hope that I was wrong and that we all get to be together again one day.” She began to cry and wiped the tears from her eyes. “From the moment you came into my life I just knew that you would hold a special place in my life. You were my second chance at raising a daughter.” She closed her eyes as the tears fell and she continued to sob. “I miss you Sorrel.” She stood up and wiped her face with both hands and looked back at Korian’s quiet home. “You two come back to me safe and sound. You hear me? We’re counting on you.” She gave Sorrel’s grave one last look before heading for home in quiet contemplation for the mission that laid ahead of all of them.[/FONT] [/QUOTE]
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