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"Thank you..." Ivy perched upon her head, Petram alongside, the trio departed for other prospects. Ones that didn't involve flying, this time. Nor anyone trying to fly and ending up a ghost for their efforts... <><><><><>

Soul smiled. "I understand. I just wanted to make sure you knew I wouldn't mind you flying around me... Shall we move along to doing something fun, then?"

Her friends were willing to do that for her. On the surface, she knew and recognized that... but it didn't stop her from feeling like she was keeping them from enjoying flight. They shouldn't have to stay groundbound just because she couldn't figure it out. Soul resisted the urge to bury their...

Soul sat down and pulled her tails over herself, feeling self-conscious. "I am bound by gravity, though, if only because I don't know how not to be. I don't know how to forcibly change my expectations. But I'll be fine, you two have fun being... pilots."

Soul jumped and tried to expect not to come down, but she never really believed it would work, and so she was unsurprised when gravity pulled her back down again. She swallowed nervously. "I... don't know if I can."

Think like gravity doesn't apply... Soul tried to take a step up, as if there was a staircase in front of her. Her foot still passed through the imagined stair, and she remained ground-bound. Not like that, I guess...

We certainly have different definitions of what constitutes fun... "I am... err... glad you're happy with this. Though you might want to let one of us carry you when we go back home. I wouldn't want to leave you here not knowing how to move properly..."

Soul slowly blinked. "Oh my. Perhaps we should get Chip to check that out.l And perhaps, Soul thought, I'll be best off sticking to thinking of myself like a ninetales for now. Wouldn't want to end up like that, or worse, a blob again, just because I thought about being a shade too hard.

Soul found she floated easily at the water's surface. "Shouldn't be far. The beach is right over there." Swimming felt better than she'd expected. On some subconscious level, she still felt like she'd have to deal with wet fur, even though her coat was ethereal and hardly absorbent. Being a...

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?"

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Ah, so the dad was a human. That cleared things up... somewhat. So- Ah! Cuicatl was leaving. That made, what, the third time this had happened? Was he really that bad at conversations? “W-Wait. One last thing.” He didn’t actually have one last thing to say, but he felt like he should have one...

“Oh.” Celeste normally considered himself pretty good at understanding what people meant based on what they said, but that was a whole knot to untangle. She said Tyrunt saw her as a mother, which was a wordy way of working avoiding saying that Tyrunt was her daughter. Why? Tyrunt had a...

Huh. Cuicatl’s world was ending? She seemed to think of the end of her world as some normal affair. “Ah... There’s some people here I don’t want to leave behind, but... I don’t want to leave Salac, err, my sister on her own. I don’t think I could stand the thought of never seeing her again...