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“Ah! Thou art welcome, Brisa!” said Icetales, beaming a serene smile. “Thanks… for lending an ear. Much appreciated. Truly.” Keo’Keo nodded, before glancing back and forth at Brisa and Sombra. “It has been a pleasure. See you around.” “Indeed. Peace out, and until next time!” With those last...

Icetales’ smile waned. Right. Celeste. He hadn’t really talked much with that dear fellow, didn’t he? First the revival of the dead teammates, then it was Red, then the issue with the spies, followed by the appearance of Darkwhite in the most random places, which culminated in his studies…...

“…A-ha.” Icetales nodded in understanding, knowing well how foggy the heart could be. “Yes, the matters of the heart are truly intricate, and different cultures look at them through different filters, often discordant.” He flashed a sad smile. “I know how it feels like to have societal...

"Oh?" Icetales glanced at the source of the voice, finding a Luxray made of raw shadow. It was very easy to guess who that was. "Thou art the Shadow of Brisa here, hm?" he said, before bowing with respect. "Greetings. Dost thou have a name?" At hearing the mention of a Shadow, Keo’Keo peeked...

…Well, that was quick. A part of Icetales considered trying to stall that little game a bit longer and to muddle up the clues. However, the only two other common comrades with names starting with the letter C weren’t around anymore, and he didn’t have tight relationship if them, either. Heh...

Icetales smirked mischievously, but there was no malice in his expression. It was just a fox wanting to make a little game a bit longer. “Hazard a guess. My, ah, darkness has been so kind as to drop a hint already. So, who dost thou believe is the lucky fellow or lucky lady, Luxray Brisa?”

Oof! By the stars, evolution had truly done wonders to Brisa and made her much stronger, if that shove was any proof! Well! Icetales couldn’t wait to see her talent in battle! …Aaand she mentioned knowing the identity of the soul of his thoughts. Well… the souls. “Oh, golly! Is it that...

“Hm. I see.” Icetales leaned back, using his own tails like some kind of fluffy cushions, and began pondering about their respective plights. So, Brisa had attempted something already… Well, that was more than what he did. However, she failed, but she also mentioned that their concept of...

Icetales chuckled. Oh, if only it was that easy. “Heh. That would be the ideal approach, would it not? Alas, this is one of those matters that are easy to say with thy mind, but not with thy tongue.” He stopped his scratching duty and flicked his ears, his mind clear of any hesitation. It felt...

Icetales sighed in defeat. Well, there was no point in hiding that anymore. “If by ‘sweet on someone’ thou mean feeling like thy mind is walking on clouds, racing a marathon whenever thou see someone…” The Ninetales sat on his haunches and began scratching his ear with a hind paw, uncaring...

Icetales bit his tongue — darned mouth! Why couldn’t it stay shut for a little longer? What was he supposed to say?! The Ninetales turned around, knowing that it was most impolite to not look into the other’s face during a conversation, and ran a couple of tails on his face. For some reason...

“Ah, pleased to be of help, Brisa,” said Icetales, grinning and wagging his tails. Nothing made him happier than helping a kindred soul. He stayed silent as he noticed Brisa reading that book with great interest — voraciously, even if she was trying to hide it. Huh. By the stars, she must...

Icetales narrowed his eyes. Racy... exciting... about gals with other gals... "Hmm... I must confess that I am not much knowledgeable in that kind of romance, but I shall see what we can arrange." Without another word, he beckoned Brisa to follow him and led the Luxray into another area of the...

“Romance, hm…” Icetales tilted his head, a thoughtful expression on his face, and glanced around the library. “Ah, yes. I recall seeing some titles about love and all those noble sentiments. Mostly plays and, um,” he scratched his ear with a forepaw in mild embarrassment, “some books that have...

Being dead fixed her? Now that was something that Icetales couldn’t get at all. And yet, for some reason he couldn’t fathom, that worked? Both Cynthian and Brisa actually benefited from being dead. They were… literally reborn anew. Where was the connection? ‘If what does not kill thee makes...

Icetales narrowed his eyes, trying to look for any potential contrasting telltale. However, he found nothing, and even Keo’Keo seemed surprised. Was she really feeling alright? Just like that? No mental scars or anything like that? That was a concept he couldn’t grasp. Just… how? “Just making...

Ah, so they weren’t truly alone! Upon noticing Brisa looking in their direction, Keo’Keo stared back at her and raised his tails in a silent warning. He could sense some small tension between them, which did nothing more than make him even more protective toward Icetales. And in that moment...

It was a quiet afternoon at the library, with warm sunbeams filtering through some windows, and Icetales took some time for himself while he waited to get information about his new housing. With a bottle full of minty tea by his side and Keo’Keo standing on the other side like a loyal...

That happiness that radiated from those eyes; the cheerfulness of a soul who appreciated some support; the enthusiasm of a youth with a distant but beautiful dream and of hanging out with Icetales at some point… All of that was like a panacea for the noble fox, who stayed silent as the former...

Icetales beamed an earnest smile. “My, much appreciated! That is my special blend of tea, made with the finest herbs I could find. I am glad thou enjoy it.” He took another sip of his tea, before picking a book with one of his free tails — a grey cover with star patterns, perhaps something...