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“Indeed. May the stars illuminate our path, my dear comrades.” Icetales bowed with respect at the God Squad. “We shall depart at once and inform the rest of the cortège, then. Please, take care.” The Ninetales felt a pull under his paws — apparently his Shadow was tired of all that light. Then...

Spies. Yes, something that had been largely pushed to the sidelines after the whirlwind of events that transpired in the latest days. Thinking of days… spending so long in the Voidlands had made him lose track of time. …What day was that again? He had no clue. Well, that was a trivial detail...

Yes, that general reaction from the members of the God Squad (and Millijoule) about the status of the Tree of Life was not too surprising. Though, Maple took the news a bit better than expected — Joule’s presence gave her comfort, and that heartened Icetales somewhat. Who knows what would have...

Icetales stayed silent during the entire meditative session, not wanting to disrupt Bahamut’s efforts to help Maple cope with her long lasting pain. He closed his eyes as his mind wandered temporarily to his own world. Borealis. Ah, what a lovely continent. The auroras shining so bright over...

“Ah. Most wonderful proposal, Sir Bahamut,” commented Icetales, wagging his tails. From underneath his body the shadow suppressed a quiver. “If there is any way we can be of help, just let us know. I have some soothing tea on my persona, which could further help with relaxation.”

Well, between some small talk from a comrade and the strategy to go straight to the point for the other, it was almost like seeing what would have broken the ice quicker: a Wood Hammer or a Drill Run? Icetales swayed his tails, his composure as impeccable as ever. “There is indeed plenty we...

“…Do I truly have to do it?” “Well, yes. This is not called Isle of Light for nothing. I mean, just behold this intense radiance flowing through our fur.” “Yes, and we loathe that.” “I-I enjoy light. What art thou saying?” “Thou did enjoy light. Since Sir Diyem brought us back thou enjoy the...

“Eep! The darkness is coming, aaa—” cried out Petram as the Shadows enveloped him… and slid harmlessly off of his body, “—ah? It didn’t do anything? Wow! I’m invincible!” He giggled happily to himself, before noticing the Shadows enveloping Cabot. “Ah! Oh no!” Without hesitation, he charged at...

“Heck yeah! Show that thing who’s boss!” cried out Petram cheerfully, clapping his stubby paws. He turned around and made his tails glow brightly, making sure to illuminate the area and see the progress. “But, huh, don’t exaggerate! We don’t want whatever thing is inside to break, no? That’d be...

“On it, pal!” exclaimed Petram, pumping a paw. He studied the unusable technology, poking at some buttons to see if something happened. However, aside from some bizarre sounds, it didn’t seem like much happened. “Sheesh! This whole place is broken! If I were a clue, where would I be…?” His...

“Ah! I’ll join!” chirped Petram, waving his forepaws excitedly. “Snooping around places was my counterpart’s specialty!” He walked across the ceiling, then the wall, and then the floor, until he was by Cabot’s side. “I can even offer extra light, if you need~!” To prove his point, he set his...

“Well, duh! Last time our team came here, that mean human crossdressing as Karat busted everyone!” replied Petram, eyes rolling. “So, we gotta be ready for anything, no? Cover all bases and all that jazz!” Petram shrugged. “That’s probably one of the worst ideas ever, but hey! Chance aids...

“Yup! I gotcha! I’ll be careful, yeah!” chirped Petram with enthusiasm, wagging his spectral tails. Finally, an important mission! For him! Yay! He could barely keep his ectoplasm glued to his stone, he was that excited! He crawled on the roof like a tiny Spinarak, emulating the spies depicted...

Icetales growled. So there he was, the accursed human-turned-into-psychic-whatever. He could feel some darkness pooling into his tails, as that infuriating smirk brought out painful memories of his own father. Foxes of a tail burrow together, apparently. “Oh, indeed. Because trespassing into...

“Truer that truth itself, good sir, and I am merely a youngster. One of the blessings bestowed by Sir Jirachi himself, but that is a discussion for another time.” He noticed the surprise on Cabot’s face and grinned sheepishly — it always felt weird seeing getting those reactions from most folks...

“Unless those are the remains of someone who belongs to the same species as Sir Bahamut and Sir Joule?” wondered Icetales, sketching the details of that crystal cluster as accurately as he could. “After all, both our common acquaintances belong to different worlds, so… perhaps these crystals...

“Hmm… Quite the frighteningly fascinating machinery to behold here,” commented Icetales, taking many sharp glances around the place. Back when he was still a Vulpix he had taken a look at the weird Rocket machine, and despite the dark nature surrounding it, he couldn’t help but be intrigued by...