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Soul watched Petram's fall, and his attempt to catch Ivy... Despite her being the first to evolve, it had always been Petram who was more fluid of form, and better at bending the rules a real vulpix would have to follow. Perhaps Ivy just had the wrong approach. Petram worked with the fact he...

Soul sighed. Ivy and Petram were her friends and she loved their company, but Ivy really could do well to grow a few extra... of whatever it was shades had instead of brain cells. She laughed and looked to Petram. "Fancy a swim?"

"Uhh, Ivy?" Soul muttered a curse under her breath and went to the cliff's edge to see if Ivy was okay.

"Well..." Soul sighed. "I expected it to be different. I still feel small more often than I should. A ninetales is supposed to know who they are. I don't know what kind of sibling I am..." Soul was nervous. "Maybe a sister? I'd like to try that." She didn't even know if she was correct in...

"T-Thank you? It was... mostly an accident." Soul blinked. "Good luck with that." Luckily for Ivy, they were basically invincible anyways, and they didn't have real lungs with which to breath... What could be the harm?

"You... don't recognize me? I'm still Soul." At first, Soul thought that to be madness, but... Petram had levitated before, no? Perhaps it was possible for unnatural creatures like them to be able to do such things.

Soul slunk onto the bluff, and saw Ivy with... were those wings? False wings? "Well... Hello, Ivy. What do you have planned for today?"

Soul sighed, "I suppose. I want it to be over, though. I thought becoming a Ninetales was near the end of it. I thought I was close."

"How I see myself... affects what people perceive me as? My feelings are just... I don't have any experience with it, so I don't know how to interpret them. Maybe that's why nobody else does, either."

Soul started at the ground. "Well, I was pretty helpless at first. I figured something out while fighting Red, but it seems to take a lot out of Celeste, so I don't think I can do it too often. I don't know how people really perceive me, though. They can't really see my gender but some of them...

Soul sat down on the bench. "I want... To not have to worry anymore. Confidence in myself and my abilities. I've gotten better with that than I was before. But, still, I've ways to go yet." They sighed, "I guess that's what I find appealing in magic. It's a reason to have faith in my ability to...

"I... I didn't know it would act like a parole officer..." And I didn't know you were on house arrest anyways! And if what it said was real, that would be happening one way or another! Don't blame me because you tried to escape the law by coming to hide out here! She didn't have the courage to...

Soul suddenly felt shy. Like when she was a Vulpix without a sense of self... Well, that was why they needed to talk to Cynthian... The past few week had been quite beneficial, but they hadn't fixed everything about that lack of self. Not yet. "I was wondering about... well, you, sort of. I'm...

Soul practiced running through the park, working on adjusting to their new, longer legs. Upon, seeing Cynthian, they stopped. No need to risk embarrassing themself doing something wrong. Instead, they approached for a conversation. They wanted to talk to Cynthian at some point anyways. "Hello...

Lillie wasn't sure what to do at first, but it wasn't long before a devious idea occurred to her. "I'll be back in one moment," she said, slipping away towards the Misdreavus house. ... She returned holding a red frism, being cautious not to touch it with anything but the fabric of her...

Lillie turned to Kora. "Uhh, anyways... Truth or dare?"

Soul watched the Charzard's attack... Well, it didn't lay waste to the team this time, but they wouldn't be able to keep up that rhythm. He'd done, what, six different things? There was no keeping pace with that. The team needed to finish him off now. And that meant they needed al the help they...

Shit. "That's, uhh... I mean, I like it about me, too?"

"I like..." She couldn't really appreciate her new Mimikyu form, nor would anything about her human self be acceptable. She still had her personality? Though, really, she didn't know if there was much to like there. ... I have to say something. This shouldn't be a hard question. I can't take...

Lance had been... Yikes. And to think she complained about her childhood. "M-Me? I guess I want a... a..." Could she get away with picking truth again? Seeing how her last dare went, she dare not do anything but a truth. "A truth, please."