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He was pimpin. Pimping in the sense he was outside on this gray day walking his totally badass pink bake-kitsune, Princess Pinkums. She was supposedly a mutant result of eating some kind of seed but all Israfel saw was a utterly cute pink bake-kitsune that was so totally lovable there was no way she was ever going to be not completely made of pure epic awesome.
Even if the siren would admit, Princess Pinkums wasn't to coolest name ever, she was still made of massive cuteness. A cute that so many of his monster ilk didn't readily approve of. But, they were just behind the times. The had no idea how soon, such sexy minipets would no doubt fill the halls and have students clamoring to get that so called 'mutant'. "But you're not a mutant are you? No you aren't!" The pink kitsune made a small happy sound, skipping right on ahead, the little reb bows Israfel had put in her tail making her that much cuter.

Alas, poor Princess Pinkums. She was too adorable for her own good. Her chirps and mewls of happiness of being able to run about the schoolgrounds as Israfel walked her made the siren wibble. She wasn't a mutant at all! She was his affectionate lil Princess Pinkums! The one who would come up to him and ask for candies and cuddle at his feet and make the most adooooooorable face when she wanted his attention. Or treats.
He spoiled her really. Making the Princess portion of her name very accurate.

As he walked, he noticed how she seemed to be following some sort of scent, whining ever so often at Israfel's slow pace.

Running towards the pack of Kitsunes? Hardly? Running towards the boy who smelling like happy kitsune awesomeness? (otherwise known as wildflowers.) Princess was all over him.
Literally.
Colliding with the boy head on, the mass of pink fluff got busy licking and rubbing her face into his happy little sounds and squeaks echoing as she wiggled her way into his lap. Her glowing pink eyes were meant for begging of attention and as she looked at Thackery, she wanted to be pet and adored and brushed and fed treats. Lost and lots of treats. So said her tiny kitsune mind.

Israfel was torn between awwww and OH JACK I'M SORRY.

He went with sorry, even if he'd never seen so many kitsunes piled on top of one poor student, all trying to get his attention. (It was a boy student right?) "Are you alright?" It was hard to tell, the mass of fluffy tails and bodies of the foxes making it hard to make out if any damage had occurred. "Princess didn't hurt you did she?" At her name the pink one's ear pricked and she bounded back to her master. A new spring in her step. Was this what she had wanted to show him?

The boy with a dozen foxy friends?

"Oh, you're not a fox demon are you? Or maybe a fox related monster?" Princess nudged Israfel closer. She wanted her favorite person to meet her new favorite person! The one who smelt like sunshine and buttercups! "Uh...I...do you smell wildflowers?"

Princess had never been more excited in her whole kitsune un-life! The boy with FEAR candies and a thousand kitsunes friends, (who also smelled like rainbows and lolly pops)! Her owner with fluffy wings who let her sit on his head when he glided around campus when they made their way back to the dorms, (which had her collection of stuffed plush toys)! Princess was spinning in circles she was so happy! Tiny cheeps and chirps as she played with one of her tail ribbons. she should give them one of her ribbons! Even if Israfel would just put in back on her. Besides, he'd have to brush her coat and make her extra fluffy and soft and pretty then!

Princess did so love to be pampered.

Israfel smiled and let out a relived sigh. "I'm glad you're not hurt. But yup! Princess Pinkums!" Apparently this demon wasn't offset by the pink. This made Israfel's respect for him jump leaps and bounds. "I have another kitsune in my room, but he's much more mellow and prefers to sunbathe then go on walks with me. I've never met another student who has so many though!" It was true, as Princess demonstrated by playing 'You can't catch me' with a few of the others.

"I'm Israfel, a Siren with uh..." He mentally tried to count. "Well, I have a lot of sisters, but none that are enrolled. Hummm...Was sure I smelled wildflowers though. They grew all over the place where I was born. So the smell reminds me of home. Even if it drives most people here insane." Looking to his pet, Israfel giggled. She was rolling on the ground playing. "I do know Princess likes the smell. So I wonder if she smelt some and came over here. But I guess she must have gotten a wiff of all your friends!"