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Petram eyed Diyem carefully. “Is that a secret sibling? Should I add them to the family meeting?”

“Ah. That’s definitely something you don’t see every day, yes…” Sitting on the back of the group was Petram, who was… scratching his ear with a hind leg. As Daddy was busy trying to fully embrace his inner darkness, the shade took up the investigative role. Not that he minded that, of course...

Oh, yes. Nothing was better than some cold tea and a few healing waves to soothe the aches from the battle. Icetales was back to his usual appearance, devoid of both Radiance and Shadow, and sipped his beverage in silence while observing the situation. So many folks were still tired… Were those...

There was so much to take in, but finally all loose ends were starting to connect with each other. An evil god. A broken fox. A shattered mind. Hm. Funny. It was almost like Icetales was describing himself. ‘I mean, I wouldn’t call your bastard father a god, to be fair…’ ‘He sure sounded...

“I shall not fight thy decision, Sir Koamaru. If thou desire to go, then… I shall support that.” Icetales’s voice was hushed, but loud enough to be heard. He took a deep breath and wrapped his tails around his body, then focused on Brisa. There was some blankness in his eyes. “…But no. I will...

Icetales still refused to talk, but the darkness around him intensified. Petram took a glance at his father, noticing the pain in his expression and sensing his urgent desire to just roar and destroy everything in sight. “Daddy… Can I tell them the truth?” Icetales didn’t respond, but he gave...

“…Then thou ought to heed thy own words, Brisa,” Keo’Keo glared, his wispy tails flailing. “Dost not make the call for him, either. Being strong of physique does not equate to strength of mind. Never forget this.” And with those parting words, Keo’Keo retreated back to his host, who was still...

“…What.” The wraith-like apparition of Keo’Keo stood in front of Brisa, its eyes burning with a fierce crimson light. Its expression was twisted into a snarl, the wispy mane on its back flowing with phantom energy. Even the real Ninetales seemed shocked by that proposal, but he was at a loss of...

Shadows danced through Icetales’s pelt, a sign of frustration about the entire situation. The faint silhouette of an imposing demonic fox flickered just above him for a few seconds, before receding back into his body. Heavens! Why did things have to escalate all the darn time? “I would say...

At the mention of Voidlands and having to travel inside of Maple, Icetales tensed up instantly. A whirlwind of memories assailed him for the briefest of moment, making his shadow rise from his body. He took a deep breath, cramming his pain from past events deep inside, and turned toward Diyem...

Not wanting the atmosphere to become more tense than how it was already, Icetales walked in front of Mellow, his expression unreadable. “Miss Mellow. I understand being frustrated, but I implore thee to try to take a deep breath and look at the situation from his perspective.” The Ninetales...

Icetales and Petram sat side by side, waiting patiently the former and fidgeting the latter. The tension in the room could be cut like moldy cheese — squishy and smelly. The noble fox took a deep breath in as he recalled the last moments before everyone fled. There was that sonic wave hitting...

Those were simple words, but they were enough to make Icetales feel something warm inside. Perhaps it was the feeling that he had just made a new acquaintance, which was also a Ninetales who appreciated tea! Golly, that almost made him feel at home. “Ah, thou art much welcome, Sir Kindle.” He...

The intense and focused attention on him didn’t go unnoticed to Keo’Keo, who swished his tails once more as his mane turned purplish. Getting so much attention on him wasn’t something he appreciated as a lone fox, and only Chaos knew what kind of shenanigans and thoughts that other Ninetales was...

Icetales beamed, feeling his chest swelling with pride and joy, while his free tails wagged with vigor and scattered some snowflakes around. “Ah, I am most pleased that thou appreciate my tea, good sir,” chirped Icetales, and his eyes sparkled like sapphires. “My special blend, made of both...

“Well, there are portals that lead to the Grass Continent, and one of those takes to Shaymin Village.” Once Icetales finished pouring the tea in the other cup, he extended it toward Kindle. “Here is some te—” He froze when he noticed the worried expression of the other Ninetales, who had gone...

Icetales blinked and stared at the other Ninetales, straightening the bottle to not pour any more tea. It didn’t go unnoticed to him that the other Ninetales had changed topic so quickly, but he wasn’t someone to complain. “Gracidea, thou say?” he parroted, before placing the cup of tea on the...

Ah. That explained everything: a case of premature evolution, or something along those lines. It was weird that the new teammate arrived to that world as a Ninetales, while he had to become a Vulpix once more. Why were their circumstances so different and they started with different bodies...

"Ah, pleased to meet thee, Sir Kindle," said Icetales, his tails wagging subtly but still gripping the books. Then, he blinked in puzzlement as he noticed the weird behavior of that other Ninetales, especially the way in which he wrapped the tails around his body and began hiding him in a thin...

Icetales and Keo’Keo walked a bit closer, the former glancing curiously at whoever was in front of him and the latter staring inquisitively. That was a Ninetales with the classic whiteness of a goodmon fox, and by judging the timber of the voice it was clear that it was another male. How very...