狐につままれる。

closed rp account for tamamo, from fire emblem shadows | blue lions reason instructor in the officer's academy.

[itsuwaru]

Tamamo from Fire Emblem Shadows || Blue Lions Reason instructor || written by dewa (25, she/her)

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I will be adding some of the most important notes here, but everything can be found on her guidelines page linked above.

Overview notes under the cut

As Tamamo hasn't yet debuted in Shadows' story, her characterization is based solely on what canon content we have of and surrounding her (ex. Kyubi, Uka). This means her characterication is subjected to change and adapt to story updates in the game!

Adding to the point above, since she hasn't officially met anyone in canon so far, I'll be considering that she doesn't actually know anyone from the Shadows cast outside of Uka. The same is extended to all legacy characters.

Attention that because of the points above, particularly regarding Shadows castmates, some things may end up having to be retconned or changed to non-canon depending on how the game's actual story evolves.

I'll be using the tag #fes spoilers in case anyone needs it blacklisted!

Tamamo's whole deal is tricking others through illusion magic. Therefore in most of her interactions she may try to mess around with your muse to get a reaction out of them. Usually I'll be careful so as to not edge into godmodd-y territory and instead have Tamamo interact more with whatever is in her surroundings, but if you have any questions or would like to discuss anything please DM me!

[itsuwaru]

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a fox's judgement | accepting!

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Aw, this one looked so very cute. He almost reminded her of a little fawn with the freckles and the big eyes. All smiles and softness- not as soft as the fur on her tail, but soft in the heart, in a way she never had even as a little pup. And he seemed the studious, righteous type too- far from defenseless.

It wasn't cruelty to say she wanted to see what indignation looked like in his face. Whether it world make his cheeks flush an angry red, or if he'd tear up and cry from it all. Would he bite? It would be fun if he were the type to bite when fooled.

And he was one of her students too. Perhaps it was about time to start giving them fake grades just to see what would happen. This one would definitely squeal over a 0, she could sense it. And that was beyond exciting!

[itsuwaru]

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It's the bow guy! She thinks about their ordeal every now and then, chuckling behind her sleeve at the memory of him making some contraption with her staff to retrieve his flying bow, all while the crowd watched. Perhaps not her most amusing endeavour to date, but definitely one she'd revisit later.

After all, archers were always do very fun to mess with. He didn't look like a noble either, could she fool him with money next time? Fill his pockets with false gold, wait for him to splurge on merchandise only for pebbles to come out, the embarrassment, the possibility of an angry shopowner chasing him around-

Enough daydreaming! But the potential was too good.

[itsuwaru]

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She can't help but stare at that bandana. Would he be mad if something happened to it? Sad? Panicked? Was it a gift from someone, or perhaps a cultural asset?

There were many possibilities, some funnier than others, but she couldn't help but ponder. People with that gaze- sharp, serious, composed, they always hid the most yummy displays of helplessness when pushed into the right direction.

[itsuwaru]

♡ ur favorite brother of course

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Well, that's her brother.

The only individual outside of Kyubi herself that Tamamo is willing to confide in- to place genuine trust on. And even then she knew there was a chance, even if microscopic, that Uka could pull the rug from under her one day. But then again, that's the nature of a fox. It was best to focus on how to look out for it rather than dread its possibility.

She sometimes quietly wonders if he regrets serving the Goddess of Illusion. Always so cheerful and empathetic towards others, things Tamamo understood but didn't place the same value onto.

But she loves him regardless. He's her brother. The only person she has. She just hopes he doesn't choose a path she can't follow.

[itsuwaru]

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Usually, ladies like these were almost boring for the fox. Always the same behavior, knightly and correct, with that aura most would see as reliable and valiant but to Tamamo read more as dull white noise with a hint of naivety.

But there was the fun part- it was like cracking a tough walnut. The moment she manages to take them off their axis...oh, the reactions. They're priceless. There was nothing better than watching a knightly noble squirm and whine from being made into fools, they looked almost cute.

Maybe she should watch this one a little closer and begin building her rapport.

[itsuwaru]

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His looks remind her of an ill fern, but that gaze? The way he acts, talks and holds himself?

That guy looks fun. Infuriatingly so, because she doesn't know if she wants to figure out a way to mess with him or if she sees him as a potential partner in crime. Why not both? She doesn't care about what he thinks of her possible tricks in the end, might as well.

Yes, might as well...he really does seem like the fun type- but to sicc on others. Would he accept bribe money? If she paid him to terrorize someone. The money being leaves found on the ground, of course.

[itsuwaru]

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Looks quite plain at first, one of many righteous-looking men wielding swords with the air of a noble surrounding him. But something about his smell, the way the hairs on her tail raise slightly when he's around, as if she were in the presence of a larger creature...something about that felt interesting. Part of her wonders if he's involved with the Goddess of Shadow in some way.

The other part wonders what outrage and hopelessness would look like in his face, and what she could possibly do to see that one day. Maybe that would make his plain looks more appealing.

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[itsuwaru]

sibling ragebait is eternal | tamamo & uka

closed starter for @natsukoi

[natsukoi]

"Her name's Yuni. She's one of Naga's, as you can see." Uka frowns, because he can already see the gears turning in his sister's head. No human, beast, nor god can see through a fox's tricks, but there's no need for them at this stage. A gentle smile returns as he pokes Tamamo's cheek. "Buuuuut she's kind of a handful, so play nice. Let your big brother handle it for now."

Uka confirms Tamamo's question with a nod. "I dunno what that merchant Anna's thinking, making her store for members only when it's stocked with all sorts of goodies! Just feels right to bust open the doors and let everyone shop their hearts out." That's one part of it, at least. The part where they get money out of this is more important. "So I'm thinking sell these cards to people, customized and all, and get a nice purse to return." Because as easy as it is to make paper bills out of leaves and gold coins out of pebbles, having the real thing comes in handy.

"You'll be making the cards, obviously. That's not a problem, right? Don't tell me you've been slacking on your practice~!"

[itsuwaru]

“Oh, one of the Light? That makes things interesting…hehehehe.” Uka’s warning went completely over the fox’s head, joining birds above. As much as Tamamo stayed relatively far from disciples from both Light and Dark, always waiting for Kyubi’s orders rather than rushing in on her own, she was never one to let an opportunity go. For so long she dreamed of crossing paths with one of them, of getting inside their heads and figuring out just what was in there for her to put her paws on…because regardless of whatever narrative they tried to weave, before her eyes they were all the same.

Everyone acting in the name of their own desires, be it of the Superego or of Id. And so was she.

A light scoff left her lips, golden hues falling onto a couple of passersbys in the distance. Her tail swished slowly behind her- not out of glee, but rather the lethal mix of mild annoyance and a brewing plan. “Aaaah...I bet there’s nothing that important in there…but that idea of keeping it a mystery…that will make people come.” Slightly glossy lips pursed into a diminute pout. “And they’ll pay extra fees just to see what that mystery is all about.” The tail began to swish faster.

“This Anna…is just like all other merchants.” She smiled, the kind that meant nothing good was to come. “All the more reason…to turn her business inside out.” And see that smug face warped in outrage- or would it be panic? Sadness? Would the merchant even have the audacity to display those feelings after pulling something so unreasonable? Tamamo wanted to see it. Desperately.

Fluffy ears dropped slightly, her cheeks puffing up ever so slightly at Uka’s implication. “Uhm, excuse me? I’m practicing my magic just fine, it’s not my fault that you weren’t here to see.” Tamamo then sharply turned her head away in a ‘humpf’- though it only lasted a second, with her slowly facing Uka again with a mischievous smile. “Huhu, but that idea…I like it. What if we put that green haired man in it…what’s his name, Seteth? Maybe…he wouldn’t be too mad at suddenly having a partner. Or several.”

Oh that one could be a 2 in 1 kinda deal. This was getting better and better.

@natsukoi

[licehn]

An ear to his troubles, huh. Did he... have troubles he felt necessary to offload? He remains hesitant at the offer, but as she speaks some of her own empathy, the uncertainty within him eases a little.

'I don't like dirt getting on my fur, no... not at all,' she says. It's a simple line, but it produces a smile out of him briefly.

“Haha... well, I see the dark might make people spill things onto your tail,” he chuckles, breathy and quiet as he imagines it as part of the reason she scurried her way into this room. It's nice. He took these conversations for granted, knew some of the children back home to be fussy when they spoke things like this and saw it merely as something to help them grow out of if pit against messy peers in the orphanage but...

...here in Fódlan, where tails and fur aren't even a guarantee with most, the ability to talk so naturally about such topics pulls a burden from Joachim's shoulders. Without realizing, he'd spoken less about such things here; even if he might have gained the freedom to not have to be so vocally avoidant of talking about his lupine ears, he'd lost the ability to talk about these parts of him altogether that once were shared.

The sensation of minding one's tail. The cut of clothes accounting for them. To say, 'my fur' at all, indeed...

He doesn't see the other's pout, but he imagines it, and his heart is lighter for it— lighter for this reobtained normalcy indeed. There'd been a winged man he could talk a little with, but winged humans weren't exactly the same.

This was though.

“A glass of water? Got it. I'll be right back! Before I go, you can help yourself to one of my hyacinths,” he tells her, making sure to leave one of his blossoms with her. Afterwards, he rushes out of the room, and when he comes back in short order later, it's with two glasses of water in his hands.

“Hello? You're still there, right?” he calls out, peering carefully into the dark room. It's then that he realizes he doesn't have her name still.

[itsuwaru]

tw: mention of blood (light)

Gently twirling the offered flower in her hand, Tamamo watched him disappear into the crowd outside, sounds distant and garbled. She never fancied herself the best at reading people, or at least not the way most would expect or find appropriate- because the fox always focused on whatever she could exploit in others. That dog boy was kind, seemingly a little jittery, almost making her think of a timid little thing that needed a few laughs and a good chat to get through those walls- and she wasn’t Uka. She wasn’t the friendly, good humored fox her older brother was known to be, but she still knew somewhat how to maintain a conversation as long as there was a goal in place to guide her words.

That boy could be from the Light or Dark, from neither, it didn’t matter. All she saw was a heart too kind for its body, eyes shining with a hope that seemed far too bright for its own good. Maybe giving him a scare or a nice rugpull would teach him a lesson or two. See? Tamamo could help others, too. Somewhat.

Maybe, had she been more like her brother, she would’ve been more interested in learning what joy looked like in that boy’s face. 

But as she laid on the polished floor blanketed by shadows, facing down and away from the door, she smiled. Toothy, wide, out of view but brimming with pure joy- before gently snapping her fingers and letting magic do the trick. Scarlet began to pool under her, an invisible force smudging the puddle around the floor as if to simulate the trails of someone getting dragged around during a fight. Splatters covered the walls, and the little hyacinth laid coated in red near her.

A thin fog covered the floor and the air felt heavy- static with magic and a faint smell of something burnt, a special measure to cover the fact that she wasn't yet able to perfect faking the smell of blood and she was too aware that she was dealing with a canine. The candles from before were out, just in time for the door to open and her little friend to return.

Feigning death was perhaps a little extreme, but this party was getting too dull for her taste.

@licehn

[itsuwaru]

rogue bow in the salad aisle | tamamo & ronan

continued from here | mini

[seawardoath]

"A bag?" Ronan jogged to a stop near his would-be assistant and craned his neck back to peer at his runaway bow, nearly being blinded by the angle of the sun on this particularly cloudless day. He shielded his eyes just in time to watch his bow flap its wings and twirl away from the young woman's attempts to snag it with her staff. It wasn't very fast, but she was right: if he didn't hurry, it might move out of reach entirely.

For a split second, he wondered if it'd be easier just to make a new one. Then maybe he wouldn't be the center of this marketplace's attention right now. He could tell that everyone who'd put their shopping on hold to stare at him - merchants and customers alike - did so expecting to witness the conclusion to this very bizarre, dream-like chase sequence. If he wanted to, he could abandon his bow and just walk away. Disappoint them, but keep his dignity in tact at least.

His bow starts to flutter its wings again, rising on a swell of wind, and Ronan makes the decision without thinking.

"Let me borrow that," he says, and grabs the student's staff. Whether she lets go or not, he's too distracted to notice, and pulls her over to some crates stacked up next to the wall. Then he starts to tug his green shirt off over his head with his other hand. Now wearing his white undershirt pulled loose from his trousers, his hair ruffled by the sudden undressing, his eyes trained on the weapon flying overhead, he steps up onto the lowest crate. Only one problem now--

"Please. I promise I'll return it," he turns and says to the student about her staff.

[itsuwaru]

In normal circumstances, Tamamo would never allow anyone to just take her staff like that. To the fox that was Kyubi’s trust in her but given physical form, clear recognition of her status as the illusory goddess’ retainer as well as a proper mage. Having it be taken and used carelessly by someone- or as what’s basically a butterfly net for runaway bows, would’ve been a disrespect to her (because that’s rude!) and to the Goddess Kyubi Herself. The first pair of hands to try to yank it from her grasp would’ve been met with a warning zap at best, and a spell that would turn their clothes into cabbage leaves at worst.

“Take your time…hehe.” But at that moment, neither happened. Fair hands allowed the staff to be taken, sliding into the insides of her sleeves as she watched the blue-haired archer craft whatever he needed for his plan.

Watching the fluttering bow and whatever humiliation that came from it was funny enough, but Tamamo too was interested in seeing whatever her…subjects decided to do about their situation.

Panic always made for the most creative results. “That bow…is it special for you?” It wouldn’t really matter if it was a random disposable bow, but if it were something important to him in any shape or form then there would be an added kick to the whole ordeal. “Would it be bad if it got away?”

@seawardoath

[itsuwaru]

sibling ragebait is eternal | tamamo & uka

closed starter for @natsukoi

[natsukoi]

"A lot of the important players are flocking to this continent. Lady Kyubi thought it'd be best for me to hold your hand while you're here."

Uka steps out from the shadows, smiling as he approaches his sister. He doesn't need to hide when it comes to little Tamamo. Why would he? He totally wasn't planning one of his infamous big brother sneak attacks, not at all! The disappointment that comes from having his plan foiled doesn't last long, quickly replaced by pride in his baby sister. Uka ruffles her hair, making sure to get it extra messy to piss her off before he goes in for a big bear hug. "It's good to see you, Tamamo." Uka's tail wags happily. For all the lies he's told over the years, his affection for Tamamo has never been among them. Exaggerated at times, sure, but it's not his fault that she's fun to embarrass as a overly-doting older brother.

"Didn't even open my mouth and we're on the same page! Luckily for you, I've already done some reconnaissance." Uka claps his hands once before producing a card with a clever sleight of hand. He presents an authentic Secret Shop membership card, the one specially made for the lovers' promotion. On the back it features a picture of a very happy couple, Uka and the Divine Dragon's retainer Yuni. Uka ought to explain it, huh... Naaaaaaaah, Tamamo will get it. "Peep my girlfriend. You met her yet?"

[itsuwaru]

“Hnnnn…” Feeling crushed under her brother’s weight the fox just let out a little whiny noise, betrayed by the happy swish of her tail and ears flopping slightly in excitement as well as relaxation. “I didn’t think my hand needed any holding…but if Lady Kyubi says so. Did she ask for you to look like that, too?” Uka was always so deeply annoying with the way he talked and acted, her hair now a complete cat’s nest thanks to his greeting ruffle- and yet there was no move from her to fix it. At most a few strands were pushed away from her eyes, but the rest stayed as is. If asked she’d say she just didn’t feel like fixing it when inevitably her brother would mess it up again, but the deeper part of her would admit that she just missed it.

Alert and with her attention back on the matters at hand, she stared at the offered photo…and concealed a snort behind her sleeve. “Oh...so that’s why you took so long to arrive, I see. You were slacking off…with a girl, hehehehe.” Out of the two Uka had always been the more outgoing and friendly by a mile- Tamamo just didn’t want any of it. Not that she didn’t want friends or secretly hated people, she was just…more interested in other stuff. More interesting stuff. It wouldn’t surprise her then if Uka were to show up with a lover one day.

As for Tamamo, it would be more likely for her to fall in love with her staff.

“What a…pretty girlfriend. No, I haven’t seen her yet.” Golden hues took in on all the draconic details found on that girl. She had never properly met any of Naga’s retainers, at most having seen them from afar, so having one of them here made her heart race. Oh, how badly she wanted to come across that girl and watch her scuttling around in a frazzled panic. Even thinking about the possible sermon about Light this and Light that she’d receive brought a daydreamy look to the fox’s face.

Tamamo shook her head gently, returning to reality. Focus, one trick at a time. “Do you want…to make a copy of it? Two? Twenty? Maybe change the girl into…the monastery Archbishop, hehehehe…”

@natsukoi

[itsuwaru]

sibling ragebait is eternal | tamamo & uka

closed starter for @natsukoi

[itsuwaru]

The fox would be lying to say she wasn’t at least a little bit interested in seeing what the massive store offers. Descriptions were relatively vague- too vague for her curiosity, and the means of entry were unexpectedly strict for a place that in theory only sold ridiculous amounts of common goods. For it to require a special card…there had to be something good in there. Something that’s actually worth all that splendor and secrecy, otherwise it would be just a massive waste of time, resources and effort. And like any proper fox, there was nothing more tantalizing than tricking security.

Standard and less thrilling than a good rugpull, but still enough to send her heart racing and bubbling in satisfaction for days on end at seeing the dumbfounded look on guards and staff once they finally realized that their well structured system had been just bypassed. And for this mysterious huge store, considering how hard they had been trying to keep access to their goods limited to the public…outsmarting their system by maybe masking some leaves or pieces of bark as cards also meant a nice whoop of humiliation to their faces. Yes, that outrage, gritted teeth, huffing, face flushed red in anger and embarrassment, stuttering- just thinking about it made her tail shiver in bliss.

Tamamo let out a pleased, dreamy sigh.

Then a sniff.

Sniff sniff.

A familiar scent wafted through the air, causing her ears to stand tall and alert, swiveling slowly to check if any sounds accompanied it. She didn’t need that though- neither did she need to turn around for visual confirmation when her brother’s scent was something she could identify from a mile away. That’s just what happens when you’re born and raised in the same den, answered to the same goddess, and when a good chunk of what she knows regading magic and tricks came from observing him when she was but a little kit.

“Uka.” Not a question, simply stating the name out loud. Indeed she didn't turn to see him, half expecting him to be concealing his appearance in one way or another, because admittedly that's what she would do if she were to approach him without warning.

A reaction that most would consider cold when meeting a family member, but the swishing of her tail served as enough visible proof of her happiness. “I didn’t think I’d find you…here, of all places. Did you get bored? Or did Kyubi send you here?” 

She then held up a leaf- one of the many she considered using for her little project. “Did you hear about it? That big store…with the silly entry requirement. Hehehe…I wanna hear them screech in frustration…”

[itsuwaru]

june 2026 prompts!

Prompts time weeee!

This time around I’m mostly looking for threads for Tamamo since she’s new and could use more interactions as I tend to some Ball minis, while my other two are more or less good with their current thread number. Prompts I’m most interested in:

Tamamo (Blue Lions)

Riding/Flying +1 (needs Unaff/AW/Knight) - I’d be going off the idea that she’s the one who tempered with things just for the hell of it, it’s what she does best! Could make for possible conflict, or…she’ll start to try to make a fool out of you, too. Whatever gets her the best laugh.

Blackmail - Ah the sweet sweet thrill of seeing someone squirm and worry and run around aimlessly. Yeah the evidence is fake, but your reaction sure isn’t! Tamamo spent most of her time at the ball peoplewatching, so. She may have spotted something fun to poke at.

Any Skill +1 - I think this could be fun with other laguz or Shadows muses (or muses with a FEH fallen alt) if the orb revealed your Shadow/Fallen form, but without warping your mind in the process. So we’re both stuck there with our fallen alts but not the fallen mindset. Vibes are horrid I don’t know why.

I’m open to any other ideas tho!

That being said, Lambert is a faculty member of the Ashen Wolves and therefore can be picked for any prompt, so if you need a partner he’s up!

If interested, feel free to ping me in the plotting channel or DM! Ty!

[selkitsune]

[ SLIP-UP ] - As it turns out, a lot of people at the monastery make for great body doubles in the dark. What do you do when you slap a friend on the back only for you to find out when they turn around that it’s not your friend at all?

“...!”

Oh, that…that wasn’t one of her kind, was it? Clearly a fox, but…

NO. 

WAY.

No way no way no way no way no way NO!!! WAY!!!!!!!!!

Selkie can already feel her tail going a mile a minute behind her in excitement as she gasps, and it’s honestly a miracle she doesn’t fly away right then in there. “Another kitsune?!?! Here?!??!! RIGHT NOW?!???!!?!”

The bright-furred fox runs excited circles around her darker-furred counterpart, sniffing every bit of her outfit she can find (within reason, of course. She’s excited, not rude) for any traces of Hoshidan scent beneath the smells of the ball and Fodlan as a whole, only to… weirdly find none?? Huh. She’s never heard of any kitsune outside Hoshido… but what does she know, really? Exactly! Nothing! This only makes it MORE exciting!!!

“Oh. My. Gosh, this is just the BEST day EVER!!! I’ve never met another kitsune before!!! I mean, you know, besides my daddy,” Selkie pauses her laps right in front of the other fox, energy not dampened in the slightest as she grabs both of the other girl’s hands in both of hers — even if she is slightly out of breath from all the running. It’s a lot harder to run in a kimono than it is in pants.

“My name’s Selkie! What’s your name? Where’d you come from? You don’t smell like the hamlet at all, weird. Your furs so neat and shiny, I love it! You wanna trade tail tips? Ooh — you wanna be friends?!?! Oh who am I kidding, we’re both kitsune, obviously that makes us friends automatically. We’re friends now, okay? BEST friends. You’re my best friend.”

[itsuwaru]

Finding another fox here of all places was already beyond Tamamo’s expectations- and said fox seemingly not even hailing from her homeland or being one of Kyubi’s only made it even harder to wrap her head around. It was interesting! Intriguing! She’d be lying if she were to say she wasn’t curious about the other girl and where she came from.

But that reaction was perhaps a little too…too much? Too much. Not even the youngest kits of her homeland were so hyperactive, with excitement enough to nearly light up every single candle in the ballroom and more. Tamamo initially stood there beyond stunned, at most trying to follow the joyous fox with her eyes but failing even at that when she moved much faster than she expected- not even constrained by outfits or the ball’s relatively cramped space. Such swiftness was both admirable and a bit startling.

Just in line for a fox, however. Tamamo, in the end, was the one who preferred to act more slowly and bid her time watching the situation unfold before letting her magic speak for itself.

With a swish of her tail she shook her head, initial shock dissipating into the tentative content from before- though slightly shaky due to awkwardness. “Oh…you’re the first fox that I see…away from my homeland.” The girl spoke of her father, and Tamamo could only spare a quiet chuckle. In her case the only fox closest to her was Uka. “I’m Tamamo. I’m a retainer for the goddess Kyubi. I don’t know what hamlet you’re talking about…but let’s say I come from far away, fufu.” It also didn’t escape to her the word that girl- Selkie, used to refer to her own kind. Kitsune.

Then it was a barrage of odd, rapidfire questions- exchange tail tips? As in, the fur at the tip of her tail? That was a little weird to ask for. Friends? But they just met. And in Tamamo’s book, friendship meant something else entirely. She wasn’t the type to make friends, because in the end they’d be subjected to the same deception as those she saw as enemies. If she called someone a friend then it was just for the sake of it, because sooner or later they'd fall for her tricks. And after that, they always left. Trust was a funny, fickle little thing. 

She loved playing with its limits the most.

She too wondered what it would be like to deceive another fox, one that isn’t familiar with her means. Because Uka knew how she acted, the spells and tricks she resorted to. Those she grew up around also knew more or less what to expect from her- or from anyone who declared themselves a servant of Kyubi.

This girl though…clueless. A clueless kit. Would she get mad if she noticed she had been deceived? Would she bristle up, show her claws, bare her fangs, growl like those feral servants of the Shadow? Or would that fluffy tail of hers go between her legs, dejected, whimpering?

A smile pulled at her lips, the tip of a fang poking from between red lips. “Friends…hehe, ah…that would be very nice. Might as well…since we’re both foxes.” Tamamo took one of her tulips, giddy with all the potential reactions she could earn from her newest companion, and offered it to her. “What is that place you speak of? That hamlet…”

[licehn]

    Always? Joachim gulps at that, the revelation... uncomfortable. If it had been back home where he knew everybody, where people were like family, maybe it would've been easier to laugh off and move on. But the fact he doesn't know this person's name, doesn't know this person's face, only further hammers in the dissonance to everything Joachim has always known and the nothing he knows now. Fancy clothing, techno-magical productions he could've never fathomed...

The Ethereal Ball, more than any other day he's spent on this continent so far, proves to be the one to make him feel the most a stranger he's ever felt before.

But his awkwardness doesn't compel him to action soon enough; she has to give him a pointed look and a teasing question before he remembers himself again.

“Aaagh! S-sorry.” He abandons his plan to air our his shirt and rushes to fix himself, slipping his arms back fully through the sleeves and rebuttoning the front. “There.”

A sigh of relief escapes him after he gives himself one more quick look to make sure he's properly dressed again before he raises his head back up, trying to make out the visage of the fox he's sharing the room with at present. Foreign in her attire, for sure, but with more familiar seeming features than most in this monastery. The fact he can tell she's a fox at all...

“To answer you... a bit. But I don't mean to make anyone get caught up in my messes,” he rubs the back of his neck sheepishly. “If you're trying to avoid the noise, I can peek outside for you? Though it's gotten a lot messier after the lights were dimmed.”

An idea strikes him then.

“Is there something you like to eat or drink? I can get it for you and bring it back so you don't have to risk anything.”

[itsuwaru]

As the wolf boy adjusted his clothing and rummaged through words, Tamamo stared from the corner of her eye, a small amused smile barely hidden by the darkness and flickering candlelight. Had she been a different, more genuine girl, perhaps it would be a sign of lighthearted fun, perhaps even a means to hide some bashfulness from seeing someone embarrassed and stuttering their way through making themselves more presentable. It was a party and wardrobe difficulties could definitely spell major trouble- choosing to see such happening in a lighter light was a way to remove awkwardness from a situation and spare someone’s dignity.

If only…if only. But in her eyes all she saw was a pretty beetle flailing its little arms around after getting turned on its back. It wasn’t out of feeling superior, not at all- but the sight was just funny. Struggle and a little bit of harmless panic after being caught off guard by something, even if no trick was involved, was just too funny.

Her tail swished, the motion slow almost like a fluid and never once touching the floor. “Hehe, is that so? I don’t mind lending an ear to your troubles. I fancy myself a good listener.” Weight was shifted from one hip to the other, the movement causing red gems from her staff to sway slightly. “I would be…pretty upset if all of that happened to me. I don’t like dirt getting on my fur, no…not at all.” Her already breathy, quiet tone became lower at the tail end of her sentence, almost as if indicating a pout.

One ear perked up, and she chuckled. What a kind guy, that wolf. “Hmm…if it doesn’t terribly bother you, a glass of water would be nice…quite nice, yes.” 

Maybe she could try something.

@licehn