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 Posted: Sat Jun 08, 2013 7:21 pm
 A golden glow spread out distantly beneath the fox's paws, diffuse light rippling along his fur. Black paws flexed through downy moss, as magenta eyes regarded the scene below him.
He knew this place.
Or perhaps not precisely “this” place, but he knew what the lights meant, what this place was. A city. A human city.
Never in his life had Altan met a human, and now he stood before a whole city full with them. He thought about turning around, turning back, returning to the familiar deep woods where he had lived since kithood with his mother.
But he was a kit no longer. As an adult now, he must journey out into the wide world, and find his own place, his own home.
Although he longed for the comforting arms of the old oaks to welcome him home, the woodland could content him no longer; he knew it was no longer where he belonged.
But confronted with the myriad glows below him, so numerous that they blended together into a single lake of light, the immediate temptation to turn and leave nipped at his heels, fighting and consuming the more distant sentiment of dissemblance.
Impulse fought sensibility to a standstill, and so he stood there, unable to move forward, but equally unable to flee.
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Posted: Sat Jun 08, 2013 7:58 pm
 Renata hadn't been in the city for very long. In fact, she had only been there for two or three nights, max; she was rather enjoying her new freedom, but the city was big and lonely. Beautiful, but lonely.
As such, she had taken a reprieve from the bustling metropolis she was tentatively calling home and had taken the path back up to the woods, to get back to nature for a little while. Decide if she wanted to stay in the city or go back to her moms and siblings and stay with them again, maybe strike out on her own later, when she was a little older.
A deep part of her was against that idea; her stubborn streak wasn't very persistent, but it was there nonetheless, and she wasn't quite ready to give up on the city yet...but she was ready for a little break.
So Renata strolled up and away from the city, content for the moment to be alone--until she spotted a shadow above her, suspiciously Modifox-looking in shape, staring down at her city. Her city? The city?
"Excuse me, are you looking for someone?" she asked when she was within speaking distance of him. He was unlike any fox she had ever come across before, with a short, bushy tail and some sort of harness around his middle. Maybe he was some sort of a...tamed Modifox? Was such a thing possible? The humans were always coming up with amazing new inventions in the city, but it just seemed so...unlikely that she was reluctant to accept it. A tamed Modifox. Was such a thing even possible?
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Posted: Sat Jun 08, 2013 10:16 pm
Altan had heard another fox approach but had been too lost in his own thoughts to greet them, leaving the other to be the first to speak.
“No,” he said as he turned to face his company, “I don’t know anyone here.”
In the darkness of the hill—only barely illuminated by the lake of lights below—all he could make out of the other was the basic shape: the long thin tail of a female with no jewelry or piercings that he could distinguish. A patch he thought might be white in the daylight was the only part of her makings he could discern with any semblance of certainty.
“Are you looking for someone?” he echoed her odd question back to her. Or perhaps it was only him. If he were looking for someone, he wouldn’t be standing here, but rather out actively looking for them. Although, as he had said, he did not know anyone here. In fact, he had left the only fox he had ever known far behind him.
But of course she didn’t know that, and it would be rude to assume otherwise.
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Posted: Sat Jun 08, 2013 11:16 pm
"No," she answered, and it was only upon hearing her question echoed to her that she realized how strange a question it was. "I'm sorry, that may have been rude," she said, stepping closer so he could see her better and the conversation would be less awkward--hopefully. And if the conversation continued.
"My name's Renata. I live in the city...at least for the moment...but I was just coming up to get away for a little bit," she explained, answering his question. She didn't turn and leave, though, because she had been raised in a family that never turned down a chance for a friend.
"Have you ever been to the city before?" she asked when she was closer, peering down at the city below. From up at this height, it was nothing short of beautiful; there was none of the bad smells or ugly colors or frightening humans from up there. It was like a painting, and it kind of made her fall in love with her city--yes, her city--a little more.
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Posted: Mon Jun 10, 2013 10:54 pm
“A pleasure to meet you, Renata; my name is Altan.”
His gaze traveled from her, to the city she claimed as hers. Foxes lived there? Among humans? He had never heard of such a thing, and the more he thought of it, the more he imagined dwelling among humans, in their own domain, at the mercy of their vagaries, the stronger the desire to turn tail and flee back to his home welled up in him.
The first time, what had prevented him from fleeing was the knowledge he no longer belonged there. This time, it was the presence of his company, of Renata, that stopped him.
“I’ve never been to this—or any—city before,” he admitted. “I’ve just recently left my home.” Not wanting to elaborate on that, he added: “What’s life like in the city?”
It was terrible in his imaginings. But surely there had to be something to it, something that appealed to her, that drew her to it, that made her want to stay there, and make it her home. He wanted to hear what that ‘something’ was.
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Posted: Tue Jun 11, 2013 6:40 pm
Altan. Renata tumbled the world around in her mind; she liked the sound of it, and she thought it might sound nice on her tongue.
"Life in the city?" she repeated, a slight smile coming to her face. "Loud and dirty and lonely on the bad days, but...beautiful and vibrant and exciting on the good ones. And there are more good than bad days, at least in this city," she said, looking back down below at her city.
"There's always a new adventure. There's always something new, whether it's an adventure or not," Renata corrected with a chuckle. "So much more...variety than in the forest," she said, tail twitching behind her. Her siblings didn't understand her fear of stagnation, of every single day being exactly the same as the one before.
Renata was an artist, and she needed a different kind of inspiration than what the forest offered on a day to day basis. She needed the smoggy overcast sunrise and the damp, mucky waters of the human streets. She needed the humans, with all of their inane squabbling and chatter. She really did love the city; she just didn't know how to express that to another fox yet, let alone a stranger, and a male stranger at that. It was all too deeply personal to get into when they'd barely exchanged pleasantries.
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